Marry The Heir
Lunch is unusual

The work on campus is not as usual. There is no meaningful student back and forth because students who go to campus are not too many unless they are improving grades or taking short semesters.

But not with the teachers. Some of them still have to go to campus to fill out short semester classes, give remidial exams or check assignments to add to their student grades.

Just like Reza did. Currently he is checking the duties of some of his students who get mediocre grades. He did prefer to give the task of improving the grades in order to hold a remidial exam. For him it was more explaining the location of the student's incomprehension.

In the lecturer room today there are only Reza and Diamond who are busy at their respective tables.

“Mother, I don't want to practice. My friends sucks.” The voice of a girl was clearly heard from outside the lecturer's room.

Reza and Berlian compact turned towards the arrival of the voice and not long seen there was a little girl walking quickly into the lecturer room in the aftercare of a female lecturer who was none other than Ellen.

“Ghea, you have missed 2 meetings son. You will be left behind from your friends.” His ideal. “Oh sorry, I think,” Ellen's voice immediately weakened when she saw Diamond and Reza who turned out to be in the Lecturer's room.

“Wah kirain who, it turns out sexy mom, bu ellen.” Welcome Diamond with a friendly smile.

“Iya ma'am. I think the teachers are in class. Sorry if our voices were a little annoying.” Ellen's face flushed slightly in embarrassment. “Ghea, salim equals om and aunt.” Then tell the little girl.

The boy named Ghea went straight to the Diamond and extended his hand. “Hay aunt, I'm ghea. Mother's daughter ellen.” He said, like an adult.

“Yeah, so funny. Pinter again. Hay child pinter, my aunt bebe.” Sahut Berlian which welcomes Ghea's hand.

The girl looked smiling, revealing a row of two toothless teeth.

“Salim is also the same om-nya.” Ellen said later.

He put his bag on the table and nodded as Reza turned his head.

“Hay om, I'm ghea. Om who?” ask the girl.

“Hay beautiful, I'm Reza.” Reza smiled at the cute behavior of the little girl in front of him.

“Om also temen mother?” still shaking Reza's hand.

“Yups! And you must be her little daughter.”

“Wow, this mom knows me. Are you close friends?” the little girl in the style of an adult pretentious asked Ellen.

“We are both ghea lecturers. Sure we're friends.” Ellen diplomatic.

He glanced at Reza hesitantly and Reza only nodded.

Ghea sat in the chair facing Reza, then pulled her seat slightly closer to Reza.

“Bundaku don't have much temen, please accompany him om.” Whisper the 5-year-old.

Reza just smiled at Ghea's request. “But not sure he wants to be friends with om.” A little glanced at the awkward looking Ellen.

“Quiet, he will melt by himself.” Changed again.

Reza chuckled at Ghea's words. It seems like the child now has thoughts that are far from his age.

“Om reza, what's that guitar got om reza?” he pointed to a guitar behind Reza.

“Oh yes. You want to play it?” pick up the guitar that Ghea pointed at.

“Ghea, don't disturb her om. Om reza still working nak.” Ellen's voice is heard. It seems like he who feels bad because his daughter is starting to get along.

“Just a minute, mother.” His whine with a pouting face.

When Ellen was about to chimed in, Reza answered first.

“It's okay bu ellen, I don't feel bothered with the arrival of ghea. Maybe he will like music too. Right ghea?”

“Hem!” Ghea nodded with confidence.

“Ghea, om reza the music lecturer. She's great at playing her piano.” Diamonds are connecting.

“Oh yes?” ghea's narrowed eyes immediately rounded.

Reza just nodded with a pinched smile.

“I want to learn music. Om reza want to teach me?”

“Sure, why not.” Reza picked up his guitar and started playing a beautiful melody. Ghea was made to gasp in front of him.

Unknowingly, Ellen followed from her place with a knotted smile. It turned out that quickly Ghea adapted to the new person.

“Bu ellen,” Diamond voice resuscitated Ellen from her gasp.

“I-iya bu.” He quickly realized.

“I, have an invitation to open a model house. Miss ellen want to come?” show him an exclusive invitation he has.

“Oh yes? Whose model's house?” looks like Ellen's interested.

“Clara Davina's. She just got back from America and opened a model house. There is a fashion show equal charity of the clothes that he has ever displayed. Maybe mom ellen wants to go there?”

“Em, yes. But I have to accompany ghea.” His words while staring at Ghea who was engrossed in seeing Reza strumming the strings of his guitar.

Diamonds are watching Reza and Ghea. “But every once in a while, ma'am ellen needs a loh to please herself. A child will be happy if his mother is happy, hem?” he patted Ellen on the shoulder.

Not without reason he said that. Since Diamond knew Ellen a few months ago, she knew a little about what her coworkers were going through.

Starting from the drama of separation with her husband who has not finished, the struggle for child custody, the terror of her husband's first wife and of course Ghea who needs more attention. As a woman, a little bit of Diamond could feel what Ellen was feeling.

Ellen looked deeply into his breath. What Diamonds say is true. I don't know since when he ignored his own happiness and continued to be stuck in the maelstrom of his personal problems. Sometimes he wants to get away from everything but it feels like everything is too difficult. He has an obligation to face it, not deny it.

“Where?” Diamond asked again.

“I speak first with ghea ya bu.” Legally.

Diamond simply nodded at Ellen's reply.

“Mother where to go?” ghea asked when he heard his name mentioned.

He turned to his mother and sat on her lap.

“Tante bebe, take the ghea go for a while. About, can't ya?” Diamonds that explain.

Ghea's plain face looked at Ellen with sadness. Ellen smiled and rubbed her daughter's cheek.

“Bby kok tan. Where are you going?” tanyanya.

“Ke show fashion show.” Sahut Berlian which shows invitation for 2 people.

“Oh yes, mr. reza has lived in America. Maybe he knows one of these models.” Show the model's face-covered invitation to Reza.

Reza nodded with a big smile. “Claire, I know him quite well.” So sahutan Reza.

“Oh yes?” Diamond was quite surprised by Reza's reply.

“We went to the same school. Me, my best friend and Claire.” As soon as Reza used to call him.

“Wah, it turns out the world is indeed narrow. Wherever he went, he met the people we know again. Looks like Pak reza knows him enough huh?” Diamonds are still curious.

“Yes maybe because at the time there we both feel one birthplace so we can say quite familiar.”

“What is mr Reza also coming to his show?”

“No ma'am, my mom and my cousin went there. Coincidentally my cousin's sister is also studying modeling and filling out the show.”

“Wah yes... So how is bu ellen, so come with?”

“Em, I'll call you later ya bu.” Tandas Ellen rubbed Ghea's head and kissed her.

*****

At the break time Disa has come as usual. Bring lunch and serve it on the table. Although everything was in the field, Kean was still in his place with a frown and hands that had not yet separated the file he read.

“Roy, ask the production manager to make a balance sheet report of our production increase in the last 3 months and I wait for the report at 3 pm later.” Closing the file and giving it to Roy.

“Good sir.” Roy welcomed her with pleasure.

“Make sure the cooperation section has made a study for our new Cooperation.” Declared again.

“Already sir. They'll send a review this afternoon.” Roy looks at the clock to make sure their promise doesn't miss.

“Hem. Take care of everything quickly. We must quickly know our capabilities, so that we can ensure the project in the future will continue or not.” His sprawl before getting out of his seat and taking off his suit.

“Good sir.” Roy is always smart.

Before saying goodbye, he turned his head to Disa and walked up to her and whispered a little. Kean who was in the sink seemed to notice the brief conversation of two employees that ended with a nod and a smile from Disa.

Not long after, Roy came out of the room. As Kean approached, Disa immediately returned to her calm face mode.

Sitting on the sofa yet the corner of his eyes still glanced at Disa once in a while.

“Please mr.” He was able to bring a plate closer that he had prepared.

“You look familiar.” Kean hangs.

“Ya?” Disa raised her face, making the sight of the two meet.

He only smiled faintly at the confused expression of Disa then turned his face away.

Not long after, Disa's phone rang and her face turned tense. Either he has to answer or he doesn't.

“Jawab only.” Said Kean who began to choose the food that will be eaten.

“Good sir.” She timidly took her phone out of her pocket. “Iya kak?” the whisper answered the call. He slightly turned his face away from Kean with a hand that partially covered his mouth.

But hearing the word “Kak,” made Kean's ears tapered and stood by to listen.

“In the room young master. Young master is having lunch.” Further again.

And suddenly Kean's door opened. “Wah, meet on time I.” It was Reza who came up from behind the door and ended her phone call.

“Oh, sign in bro.” Kean tried not to look surprised. In her heart, it wasn't enough to meet quietly outside every day and this time it seemed like Reza couldn't wait for Disa to finish her work. Until he came to his office.

“Thanks bro!” sahut lightly. “Hay sa.” Swiped his head as he walked in and sat down at one corner of the sofa.

Kean immediately gulped down his drink seeing what Reza was doing before him.

“Eat bro?” bargain Kean base stale.

“Wah very dear I ate earlier. You know I didn't eat out. It's delicious for sure.” Show it on one of the menus.

“Eat aja.” Bring Kean.

“Kenyang. But, bribe dong sa.” He said as he blinked his eyes.

“Hah?” he looks confused. Reza pointed at the food and turned to his mouth.

Disa looked blushed with a tense face. Kean saw the true change in Disa's expression which he thought was upsetting. Disa picked up her spoon hesitantly, but as she was about to scoop, Kean's hand movements were faster.

“Nih, open mouth lo.” He said as he turned a spoonful of food in front of Reza.

“Hap!” Reza took it straight away.

“Em,, delicious. Tumben you want to bribe me. I used to be sick, boro-boro you want my nyuapin porridge.” Ledek Reza with a mocking smile.

Kean only chuckles, of course he prefers to feed Reza on appeal to let Disa feed her best friend.

Can undo his intention to feed Reza. Although he did not show his disappointed face, Kean could imagine how happy Disa felt if he could feed his best friend. And that pisses him off.

“Gue just stopped by for a while, want to ngingetin there for tomorrow's event. So you are not permission?” after swallowing his food, Reza conveys the meaning of his arrival.

“Oh event tomorrow?” quickly from monday to Saturday. And that means tomorrow he has to give Disa permission to go to the exhibition with Reza. “Bby.” Imbabya with excessive spirit.

“Hahaha.. Lo emang good boss.” Reza looked very happy and Disa blushed in place.

“Yes, you know how I am.”  Kean's weak. He glanced back at Disa who was still smiling. He could imagine how happy Disa was right now. And honestly, it's bothering her mind.

Hah, sometimes he feels like a bad person because he is so envious to see what is happening before his eyes.

“Yes I've been back. Sa, see you tomorrow yes.” Again Reza rubbed his head, making his heart beat fast.

He embraced Kean and Kean tried to look ordinary to see the attitude of his best friend.

After Reza's death, the workroom felt so quiet. Just the sound of spoons and forks clashing against each other. For some reason, Disa's cooking this time did not taste as good as usual. There was a slight nausea that Kean felt.

Approximately, what less is Disa cuisine?

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