Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 13's. A Name in the Heart

This mansion had plenty of places to sit and enjoy the solitude because even though many people were here but the only ones who actually lived inside here were four people, Great Lord Harlandy, who was the only one, Young Master Sandro, Dria and Mr. Lucas. Even if the number of bedrooms in this house is very much. But Dria does not really like the quiet atmosphere like this, so after the office and after cleaning herself Dria always go to the back area. When Dria was in this house, there was always Tety who she asked to accompany her until the time of rest came.

Dria had just finished dinner, chose to sit in one of the living rooms upstairs, intending to call her father. Actually he's sleepy and tired but he hasn't called his father since morning, this is a routine he does once a week. Although there is not much to say just asking the same things every time, but Dria still does it.

Dria is actually worried about her father's life living alone in their home. Indeed there are two employees father who is still a bachelor who sometimes accompany if they can, but as the only child worry always appears in his heart. Being away with her father made the name of the father so important in Dria's heart now.

When returning home to S, armed with money from the Harlandy family because of the services of his mother who according to the family Darwis can not be assessed with real money and severance father because he quit as an employee Mega Buana, dad bought a house with a large yard and then he started a business selling ornamental plants and making a garden. This is the father's hobby, they love plants, their house is full of plants. And Dad had six permanent employees in running the park making business whether in a private house or in a residential complex.

When the phone call is answered…

“Sound dad?”

“Health..”

“Dad has dinner?”

“Already, just finished..”.

“Don't like to eat late dad..”

“Iya..”

“Do not forget to pay for catering this month yes.. like two months ago dad forgot, dad himself who bothered to have to go out to buy food.”.

“Dad forgot about that..”.

“Ah... father, I ask for the phone number of Ima ma only, later I will pay via transfer...”.

“Don't bother taking care of dad.. Dad is okay.. Bena already taught me to order go*food..”.

“Oh great. About accompanying dad already told Bena?”

“Already, starting next week he will stay with father..”.

“Finally I can rest easy Dad will have friends. Invite Adi all to stay at home.”.

“Already, he actually wants to but he said not allowed his brother..”.

“Oh so..”.

“You're all right there son?”

“Iya, I'm good..”

“Titip greetings father to Mr. Harlandy.”.

“I have often said my greetings to my father and the Great Lord always asked me to persuade my father to come to live again in this house.”.

“Better at home alone, son.. although not large and luxurious.. but it's our own, life father more quiet..”.

Dria's feelings are indeed different from the father, Dria never considered this house is not her home, the comfort in this house she immediately felt just after she entered this house for the first time. Although at the beginning of his arrival he had felt Sandro's rejection, but moments with Rosalie's mother who was called back made Dria able to overcome the sadness of her brother's treatment. Now that big brother had turned into a loving big brother, it was as if the feeling of owning this house as in his childhood was again present in him.

But still the intention to return to the first triggered S is still in the heart, this is because the father is now no longer because of Sandro's treatment of him.

“Before the anniversary of mother's death... What father will come?”

“You alone represent father visiting mother, father commemorating mother from this place only.”.

“Good..”.

“What do you feel at home?”

It's always the father asking this, but if I can be honest Dria is very at home here, this house is very attached to her heart.

“I am at home dad, this house has not changed much, it is still the same as the one in my memory..”.

"Thank God it's like that..."

"But dad..."

"Yes?"

"I promised you I'd be home after a year here... That's not long..."

"Son... Does Mr Harlandy know about this?"

"Never before, I've never brought this up..."

"Mr Harlandy wants you there son..."

"Ah?? You ever talk to me like that?"

"Yes..."

"Ah... Why didn't you ever tell me that..."

"Dad agreed to it, son..."

"But I don't want to stay here next, I'd rather live my life in S dad... Here I just want to meet Sandro and follow my mother's request... But for my next life I want to be back with my dad living in S. I don't really feel like I'm a match for being one of Mr. Harlandy's kids.. hehehe..."

Mr. Rahmadi is speechless, he has promised and he cannot face Mr. Harlandy if Dria returns to S with him.

"Dad?"

“Oh well, later we talk again, sleepy father, son..”.

“Oh... good dad, I'm also sleepy, keep the truth huh?”

“You too..”

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Two things that make Dria sad when leaving town S, first her office and her friends, both fathers. Even if the father is not a figure who talks a lot, but Dria can finally put the father in her heart as her parents. At first it was very heavy suddenly like being forced into a father and son bond with someone he did not know, but gradually Dria was able to accept it.

Dria bowed miserably at the place she was sitting. Sadness for friends and past jobs has disappeared completely, in the office where she now finds wonderful substitute friends and she is getting used to her current job. But the sadness about the father never goes away, even if not too close, in his heart the father is still the father.

A large antique clock on the lower floor of the row was heard upstairs. There were nine times the clock was clanging, Dria immediately walked towards her room. Usually he will mingle until ten with Bu Lia and her friends in the back home area. Now that there were young servants who were the same age as her, they were more friends than servants for the Young Miss, Dria never wanted to accept her status, he had been very satisfied with just being the Young Master's younger brother alone.

“Non Dria want to rest now?”

Tety, who had been waiting for Dria since then while sitting not far away, was now following behind Dria.

“Iya Tety, I'm tired. Today I went with Sandro to several places..”.

In Dria's room immediately headed for her bed which had four poles and there was a thin white mosquito net curtain.

Dria lying original.

“Shortly Non..”

Tety set the pillow well then…

"Move here Non..."

Tety patted the pillow then arranged a blanket for Dria.

"Sorry Tety, I'm too tired to do it myself..."

Dria shifted and confirmed her sleeping position.

"It's okay Non... That's my job..."

"Thank you..."

"I'm a massage, aren't I?"

"Yes, your massage is so good Tety, thank you..."

Tety started massaging Dria's legs.

"If I've fallen asleep, you're sleeping here, Tety, you know I don't like my bedroom door to be unlocked..."

"But Non. I can't sleep here. later I lock the door from the outside, tomorrow I come to open the door before Non Dria wakes up..."

"Mmh..."

An answer is very short because drowsiness is mastered. Tety continued to massage the legs of the Young Miss who may no longer realize it because it was immediately silent a few seconds after her head touched the pillow.

Some time Tety massaged the legs of the Young Miss he served lovingly because the Young Miss also had a good and pleasant temperament.

There may be more than half an hour of Tety massaging until the door opens after three beats. The Young Master came closer, looking like he had just finished his bath because of his wet hair, it was left long now.

Sandro asked after Tety nodded a sign of saluting this handsome Master.

"Yes Sir..."

Sandro still had to attend a business dinner, so Sandro allowed Dria to come home early. Sandro approached the bed and looked at Dria's sleeping face.

"He's usually back there..."

Sandro muttered but Tety heard.

"Non Dria was complaining tired sir, so Non Dria was immediately asleep..."

Tety replied with a feeling of fear, only this time did he dare to talk to the Young Master.

"He can't bring his own car again from tomorrow..."

The Young Master nodded back.

"You can get out." Sandro continued.

"Yes Sir..."

Tety immediately left Dria's room, she'll come back later to lock the door.

While Sandro was enjoying the face of Dria who looked very calm, with her mouth slightly open and regular breathing that made her chest go down. Sandro then sat on the edge of the bed, wanting to enjoy the calming scenery, no one would forbid him to linger looking at Dria's sweet face, even Dria herself was unable to do that now, something that was now so satisfying the turmoil in her chest.

Following his instincts, Sandro's hand stretched out and began to gently rub Dria's left cheek and then smiled as his brain flashed past the thought that if Dria was conscious she would not be this free to do this kind of affection. Sandro realizes that Dria is close to him now, but often avoids when Sandro's hands spontaneously do physical touches such as holding hands or touching Dria's head.

The Young Master's desire increased now, the impulse made the Young Master's lips slowly draw closer to Dria's forehead and kiss warmly, doing so briefly as Dria's head moved slowly. Looking at Dria's face again, she moved out of the room feeling happy. He does not understand why now he is always driven by the desire to always see Dria, not finding Dria in the kitchen as usual makes him ventured into Dria's room, Dria, only to satisfy his desire to see Dria before taking a break.

Outside, there were two people waiting.

"Master... Since Miss Emma called you, Miss also called me asking you to answer the call..."

Sandro walked over without replying to Timo, who then followed his Master to enter the room, waiting if the Young Master still needed something before going to bed.

Meanwhile, Tety immediately locked the door to Dria's room from the outside and pocketed the key. Apparently, it was noticed Sandro.

"Why is Dria's bedroom door locked from the outside?"

A cold voice sign of dislike came out of Sandro's mouth, if something emergency happened then Dria had to wait for someone to come open the door, for Sandro it was not right.

"Sorry Master, this is Non Dria's request earlier, if Non Dria did not have time to lock her room door because she fell asleep.. uh I locked it, Non Dria does not like if the door is not locked..."

"Open the door, put the key in the nightstand, and then ask uncle for a spare key to lock it from the outside.

"Ba. well sir..."

"Give me the spare key later..."

"Eh.. ba is good sir..."

Tety immediately did as the Young Master ordered.

"Sir, Miss Emma is now repeating her call on my phone, there may be something important..."

"Yes Timothy, I'll call Emma, you can rest..."

Sandro always did not want to be dictated to answer annoyedly.

"Thank you, sir, excuse me..."

Timo left his Young Master while exhaling with relief, the command became a kind of gift to him the sign he was no longer needed meant he could rest his body which had also been exhausted all day, he is not a robot who does not know the word tired.

In the room, the Young Master was greeted with a ringing phone, Sandro took his car and shifted the green button, answering Emma's call.

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"Yes Em?"

"Sane... I've called you so many times these days, even all day..."

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Emma's voice was heard across the street.

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"I just got home, just finished a shower, I don't hold a phone if it's at home, you know it..."

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"But usually you'll call back if you don't have time to answer my calls? We're separated now..."

"You're also just now diligently calling me Em..."

"You know for yourself how busy I am..."

"Yes, our condition is the same, do not argue about things that we have understood for a long time..."

"But now I want to set aside a special time for the two of us, it turns out that when I feel away from you San..."

"No need to dramatize something, Em. just plain, no need to trouble each other..."

"But this feels strange, I have a lover who never seems to miss me..."

"You always just look at other people, you should say that to yourself, Em..."

"Well.well, from now on I promise I'll call every day.and you'll have to answer my phone..."

"Don't be silly, Em... You'll definitely break it yourself, and I can't have you set it up like that, if I could I'd have answered the phone from you..."

"San. I'm starting to feel like there's something wrong with our relationship..."

"That's your assumption... Since we were like this, why are you just asking now? Nothing has changed, Em..."

"But I want to change San. I want us to understand each other more..."

"Change what do you mean? If it's about a change in status, are you ready to get married now?"

"Huh?? That can't be Sandro, we've agreed on a good wait..."

"Now I ask, do you think..when is a good time?"

"That's. I don't think at least this year. I'm just starting with the expansion of my business in this country, I don't want to leave very good roads and opportunities open here."

"So, what changes are you talking about?"

"That's about... ehh why is our relationship not as normal as others? Why do we seem to mind caring about each other when we are lovers? I've been thinking about this San... I want us to be more intensely communicating with each other, expressing affection for each other, yearning for each other... I don't think my desires are excessive..."

"Ep... Such a feeling cannot be arranged or planned, it is born by itself..."

"Therefore I speak it now San... I want us to have that feeling..."

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Sandro fell silent, as his heart began to speak now, his mind began to realize that he could not change his present feelings for Emma, what he had just said was something true that such a feeling growing by itself could not be directed. Sandro began to examine his feelings...

"Do I really love Emma?"

"Did I ever miss Emma?"

"I do feel a longing and a desire to love, protect and care for someone but it's not Emma..."

Sandro was stunned when a name appeared in his heart along with Emma's call across...

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"Sane... Why not answer me? You're still there, right?"

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