Marry The Heir
Mural for young master

A bright afternoon belongs to Shafira with her friends. During a break from choir practice, they gather in the cafeteria, enjoying a free treat from his choir teacher. They seemed to be busy talking, joking, imagining the anticipated day coming soon.

“Fir, which dress are we wearing? Got me already pissed off, really short.” Diana complains, while she lines half her thigh with her right hand.

“Hahaha.. No pa-pa times in, sexy tau.” Cetus Shafira who chuckles amusedly imagines a friend in front of her wearing a short skirt.

“Yes I wear a dress that short. Can abis I same abi and umi.” He looked at his drink in annoyance. It has been imagined how fierce Diana's ashes if she knew her son wore a short skirt. Diana is from a family with a strong religion. The appearance limits are clear and strict.

“Hahahha.. Not just lo. I can also hang. Lo inget the time of the anniversary event ade lo and I came short pants, I was lectured more than 1 hour same abi. Kapok I'm at. Feel dyingetin if tomorrow I get ready to go to hell.” Remember Shafira who remembered the stern warning from Diana's ashes.

“Iya. My abi is that. Graduating High School I was required to be in a hut. Lovely lo, I'll look like a ball bekel. Go there or come here.” Complain Diana who then pursed her lips. It is not imagined how he wears clothes covered with gamis-gamis that have been prepared generally. The reason is reasonable, in order to avoid bad views, especially men.

“But I envy the same lo in.” Said Shafira who then played a straw in her drinking glass. He smiled faintly without taking his eyes off the drink he was just stirring.

“Elo, envious of me?” pointing at Shafira and herself alternately, with sentences full of emphasis. “Iri is the same? My weight, what are my four eyes?” ledek Diana plays the glasses perched on her nose up and down. Shafira was strange. How could a princess be envious of him.

Shafira shook her head, then she looked at Diana with sadness. “Lo has a lot of things I don't have. But most importantly, you have the same abi umi.” Shafira said, raucous. Diana's gaped mouth quickly clenched, listening to Shafira's serious-sounding sentence.

“They noticed lo. Ngatur. There is a time for angry lo and often manjain lo. You have everything I don't have.” Shafira said with a soft. Just a faint smile that he showed Diana before finally gazing far ahead.

“Gue envy, each denger abi same umi ngomelin lo because the value of lo down. I envy, every denger abi is the same umi muji lo because after we get a champion. I envy, every story lo go shopping monthly boncery ride motor to the mall. I am also envious, every time you are alone because umi lo make fried rice that is too salty.” Shafira smiled again.

“Once in a while, I want to eat salty fried rice made by mamih. Once I want to be in omelin if I enjoy playing outside. Sometimes I want them to sing. And I would like to ask, how were my days at school.”

“Gue does not need a report Marwan if my pocket money has been transferred. I don't need a lawyer to solve my problems if I act. I also do not need, the label of the princess that makes me feel alienated.”

“Gue just need time, they just a little time to nemenin me. See me performing in padus, watching Korean dramas in the tv room or occasionally shopping monthly like lo sama abi and umi. That's what I want in.”

Shafira smiled faintly then sipped back her drink which felt bland. It felt like the chunks of stone on his chest were gradually eroded as he told this to Diana. A little relief but the rest of the flakes make the wound even more sore.

“Fir,..” soften Diana who approached Shafira, then rubbed and hugged her back. He could feel the sadness that Shafira felt. It turns out that being born in a family that has everything does not make her life perfect.

“Gue is fine. I'm used to it.” Shafira's voice rattled, with a heavy sigh. It feels true sadness that has been hidden behind his cold attitude and sometimes suddenly cheerful. Apparently, that's how Shafira hides her feelings.

“Fir,” call a voice from behind Shafira and Diana.

They compactly turned their heads and pulled each other's bodies away. Ira was standing in front of them with her face looking annoyed.

“Lo any time? I need to say the same lo.” His arms crossed in front of his chest.

“Hem.” Shafira moved from her place, of course she had to face Ira. Gradually, he must repair his relationship with Ira.

With the corner of his eyes Ira pointed towards the toilet and then walked first in front of Shafira.

“Fir,” Diana still holding Shafira's hand.

“Gue is fine at. Go to the music room first. Tell me I have a badar affair.” He said as he released Diana's hand grip from her wrist.

Diana just nodded. Although he felt anxious, he had no right to regulate what Shafira wanted to do.

In the hallway of the toilet at this time Shafira and Ira stood face to face. Shafira leaned against the wall while Ira stood upright looking at Shafira in annoyance.

“Lo right who sent the stuff to my house same sister tantri?” Ira said without being stale. He showed his cell phone screen which showed a photo of his house with many items that came many times.

Shafira immediately straightened her body. He was quite surprised because Ira found out that several times he sent food and clothing to his house and Tantri's house.

“Lo think I'm a beggar? You think I'm the same brother tantri can't live if you don't send the stuff?”

“What do you really want? You want to tell me if you're the princess and I'm a commoner? That's what you mean huh?!” Ira exclaimed, raising her voice while pushing Shafira's chest.

Shafira just bowed listlessly. He did not even dare to look at the eyes of Ira who was barking with anger.

Seeing Shafira who was just speechless, Ira got even more annoyed. Her hands clenched, squeezing the edges of her skirt. He was still not finished with what Shafira did.

“What do you do because you finally know who I am? Lo seneng because finally you know if I only scavenger? And lo seneng because you managed to show me if lo lo this world has lo and I am nothing?” snapping with teary eyes.

Ira felt that although he was not a person, he was not a beggar waiting for the good of Shafira.

“I'm trying to do everything. Be all right and behave I deserve to be between lo, fia and nara. But, you've stepped on everything fir. Lo nyakin my self-esteem.” Finally Ira sobbed with her shoulders moving up and down in a rhythm of her cries. Both of his hands cupped his face. His defense was completely destroyed.

“Ra,..” Shafira's voice sounded hoarse. He tries to grab Ira's hand, but Ira flicks it.

“I swear by anything, I never meant to be the same lo ra.” Look at it with guilt. “Gue admitted all this, because I realized I made a lot of mistakes. But I am too cowardly, do not dare to apologize directly and even do the thing that makes you offend.”

“Gue guess, with me doing this, I can slightly reduce my guilt. But it turns out I was wrong. I'm sorry ra.” Shafira also sobbed at the end of her sentence.

The two fell silent, with tears dripping from both eyes. It might take a while for them to understand each other's intentions.

*****

At 10am, Disa was already in Kean's office. He waited in the lobby because he said his young master was away to meet his client. While waiting for Kean to come home, Disa's eyes went around looking around the office where Kean used to do many things. It had been half an hour he waited but the sports car belonging to his young master was still not seen.

At the meeting place, Roy seemed busy with his flat objects. It looks like he is sending a message, in the form of text messages or voice messages.

“Bent againii..wait yaaa..” his vague whisper is still heard by Kean.

“EHM!” Kean cleared his throat and made Roy quite aghast. “It looks like you are busier than me.” Kean replied with great emphasis.

Roy quickly hides his phone into his pocket, it feels like a burglar caught by the owner. “I'm sorry sir.” He was trying to look calm.

“Focus!” grunts Kean while glancing at their colleagues who are still flipping through the files they read.

Roy nodded obediently and refocused his attention on his client.

“Em, maybe we will survey the place to be built. 3 days from that, we will inform the development following the design of the building that we will make.” Said the man with glasses in front of Kean.

“Good. Then, we wait for the next news.” Kean extended his hand.

“Good. We'll call as soon as.” The man also welcomed Kean's hand and the two shook hands tightly.

Roy breathed a sigh of relief, finally the meeting went well. He must admit, the ability of his young master to choose a partner is indeed worth a thumbs up. Although he learned everything from below without any guidance from anyone, he could quickly be at this point. An incredible achievement according to him.

Finished with his important work, Kean immediately rushed home. His face looked bright as his cooperation for the construction of the new factory went according to plan.

“Are we going directly to the master's office?” ask Roy who's behind the wheel.

“Do we not have to meet the person who is waiting for you?” sahut Kean without taking his eyes off the ipad he held.

“He is not waiting for me sir but waiting for you.” Mumbled Roy who was not too heard by Kean.

Kean's car was speeding towards the office. Roy is quite good at controlling his car. In just 30 minutes they have arrived back in the company's lobby.

Kean seemed to wrinkle his forehead as he looked at someone who was quite familiar with him. In the distance, Disa greeted him with a smile. Kean looked at the watch in his hand, only eleven o'clock in the afternoon and Disa was already in his office without carrying the usual food box.

“Happy day sir.” Sapa Disa while bowing respectfully.

“Siang. Why are you waiting here? What is my room in the lock?” asked Kean who scrunched his forehead did not understand. He looked at Roy who was just slacking his shoulders relaxed.

“Can you come with me for a moment?” asked Disa who stepped closer to Kean.

“Where? I have a meeting with management at 1 pm later.” His back leg saw the clock curled in his hand. According to him, this was very strange because Disa suddenly invited him away.

“Just a minute sir. Maybe about 1 hour and the master can directly lunch.” It seems like Disa is quite adamant.

“Only one hour, no more.” Threaten Kean while pointing his index finger.

“Ready!” exclaim Disa with a short respect.

A faint smile was seen on Kean's face. He looked at Roy behind him and Roy just nodded.

“You're not coming?” this time, I asked Roy.

“No sir. I'll catch up later.”

“Okey.” Kean finally complied. “Where are you?” There is what he asked.

“Here sir.” Disa gave way to her young master and made a step towards the elevator.

“Can, I,.” Kean stopped his steps as he realized the direction Disa was heading.

"Wait a minute, sir."

Cana held Kean's hand that almost moved. Kean turned his hand that was in Disa's hand, very tight and warm.

“Do not play around. I don't like taking the elevator.” Trying to release the clutches of Disa's hands that are getting tighter.

“Just a moment sir, I beg.” Disa was still reluctant to let go of Kean's hand.

Pressing one of the buttons to open the elevator door. Kean's hands were already sweating coldly as well as his back and forehead. He took a deep breath but it felt very tight even if he just imagined if the elevator door was open.

He started to get nervous, it felt like he wanted to run away from the elevator which showed the numbers getting down. And not for long, “Ding!” the elevator stopped in front of him.

“Hold master, just a minute.” Whisperings with smiles spread.

Kean's knees were trembling, like the bones of his feet were softening and losing balance to support his body.

Slowly the elevator door opened, Kean tried to regulate his breathless breathing. The shadow he was in was a sealed space filled with flames and smoke clearly drawn in his mind. Suddenly, he saw the elevator door open. It was not the gray iron coating that he saw, but rather a combination of white and blue with a slight transparent effect like glass. Kean's body almost collapsed if Disa didn't hold him back.

“Can, this?” kean asked while looking at Disa who was holding her body.

“Hem, this is your Cockpit room sir.” Disa said with a smile looking at the three-dimensional paintings she made these days secretly.

Slowly Kean straightened his body. He walked into the elevator and saw the mural painting that was made by Disa. He could hardly believe it, everything felt real. There is a blue color that depicts a bright sky, a white color with cloud shapes and of course, the left and right sides feel like glass walls.

Kean touched the surface of the elevator wall, very smooth. Somehow Disa made it. “What, it's you who made it?” asked Kean in amazement.

“Iya sir. Do you like it?”

“Hem.” His mouth without turning his eyes away from the mural made by Disa.

Disa smiled happily. Slowly he left the elevator door closed and pressed the button on the top floor, the 9th floor.

“It feels like gliding inside a spaceship right?” Disa leaned against the elevator wall while looking at Kean who still looked amazed.

“Hem. It felt like I was flying a helicopter. My adrenaline is soaring. It feels like I have been out of confinement that has held me all this time.” Reveal Kean who then turned to look at Disa.

“But, what are you doing all this for?” ask Kean later.

Disa's face that showed a smile, now turned tense. He didn't expect Kean to ask why. And in front of him, Kean was like he was waiting for his answer.

“Em, the reason.. ” is worried, how he should answer it.

*****

What is the reason for Disa making a mural on the elevator wall of the director?