Sandriana, My Lovely Sist
Part 34's. Be Patient for Love

The Young Master was still lying restlessly on his bed, not yet fully cycled his body to function properly so that this late he could not fall asleep immediately. And there is one thing that is so disturbing now, hp Dria has not been active even though she really wants to talk to Dria.

After the conversation with the papi Sandro thought hard how to establish closeness with Dria after everything was revealed like this, Dria knows about arranged marriages and she knows about the assertiveness of Dria's attitude which only considers her an older sister forever.

Sandro considered many times his intention to meet Dria, wanted to immediately leave for S but he did not want her appearance to adversely affect the relationship with Dria who was so beautiful. There is something stuck now due to his forced will about traveling abroad, and Sandro does not want it to get bigger and become an obstacle for his efforts to make Dria a lover.

It had been half eleven nights but Timo was determined to knock on the door of the Young Master's room, in the hope that the Young Master had yet to fall asleep.

When the door of the room opens.

“If it's not something important, I'll beat you Timo.

“Where do I dare if it is not important sir.”.

“What?”

With a deeply disturbed expression the Young Master stood between the doors without any intention of giving Timo access to enter.

“Tomorrow 9 Tuan..”

“No need to remind me of the mami warning date..”

“Means you forgot something else by that date..”

“What? Don't beat around!”

The voice rose an octave sign that he did not want to serve Timo longer.

“Non Dria birthday T-shirts too, I did not hear you mention it all day, so I just want to remind.. I think it is important for you Mr...”.

A long time has passed and the memory of Dria's birthday is clouded by the memory of the day she left. The hand that was holding tightly to the door leaf was now detached, the view turning more calm. The Young Master went into the room leaving the door open a sign for Timo he was invited to come in. Sandro sat on the broken white long sofa, leaning his head there and not instructing Timo anything. Timo just stood at the end of the sofa waiting. The Young Master did not speak…

“I've ordered a cake and told Tety to accept it.”

“Tety going to S?”

“Tety is now in S Sir, Big Lord brought Tety to accompany Non Dria..”.

The position of Sandro's body immediately changed, sitting with strength resting on his two elbows leaning on his thighs.

“Enter Tety number to hpku.”

“Good.”

Timo took the Young Master's special phone and did as he was told.

“Am I just there Timo?”

“If Sir wants... I will book the first flight tomorrow morning.”

“We leave tonight, Timo..”.

“Solut this we will not be able to get a jet plane that can immediately depart, the fall still departs in the morning.

“Ahhh... Why did papi sell our jet? Finally when we need we have to rent belonging to people.”

“Because it is almost not used Sir... while the maintenance cost is very large yet the parking fee at the airport..”.

“What papi lack of money?”

“I don't think that's the reason Sir, the basic problem of benefits only.. The Big Master is very strict with all assets both moving and not moving, if it is no longer profitable Master must release it.”.

“No need to explain Timo, I know that. but... you just sit Timo, I want to ask something..”.

Timo momentarily looked at his Master, all this time he had always been formal towards his Master even though since it was first seen that Sandro did not keep his distance from him. There was no single seat close to his standing position so Timo sat awkwardly on one of the seats in the long sofa section next to Young Master.

"I need your opinion, what should I do to approach Dria as a woman... Dria knows about arranged marriages and Dria doesn't want that..."

Timo gulped, Young Master asked something so personal, even though after Non Dria it was nothing new, but he also had problems with how to start a relationship like this with someone. He was once in a loving position and had never done anything about it until now. How could he answer Young Master?

"Timo?"

The urgent voice of the Young Master made Timo improve his way of sitting, all the theories regarding intrapersonal communication immediately appeared in his brain ready to be elaborated for the Young Master who sat impatiently waiting for Timo to start his personal counseling class.

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Rahmadi's father had been waiting at her doorstep as Dria exited the room. Every year like this happens on his doorstep. Father greeted Dria with a hug. Dria was silent in her little smile in my father's arms.

“Happy birthday Sandriana, my son.Father's prayers of happiness and blessings cover your life throughout this year.”.

“Thank you, dad..”

Dria tightened her embrace for a few seconds and then let go.

“Let me make an event this time huh?”

“No, father... as usual only.”.

“Dria... I thought, your mom would be sad if she knew you never celebrated your birthday again since her death.”.

Dria stepped towards the kitchen room without answering her father. The father followed behind Dria.

“Dria... it is not good to keep suffering for too long..”.

“It's not like that dad, it just doesn't feel right we make a party on the anniversary of mami's death..”

“It's been eleven years, son..”.

“I know dad, but I'm used to it that way.. I can't change how I feel about today, I can't consider this a special day for me.”.

“Daddy does not force you to change your feelings, I only ask permission to make a small celebration in this house...this is a special day for father all this time, when you were born my life changed completely, and so on, having a child like you is amazing, I can't forget that day, son.”.

The words of the father knocked Dria's heart. He stopped and turned to look at the father, finding hope in his eyes. Dria could not bear to make her father disappointed, only once did I ask for something like this.

“Alright, it's up to dad..”.

Dad smiled then rubbed Dria's head for a moment. In the kitchen, Dria was surprised to see on the dining table a birthday cake and some small candles on it had lit up. There was Tety standing on the side of the table.

“Tety... You know my birthday too? Father who told ya?”

“No Non, last night Mr. Timo called me to tell me there was a shipment of this cake..”.

“Ahh? It shipped from J?”

“Hahaha.. no Non, from this city too, sir Timo just ordered it and asked me to accept it..”.

“Ahh... yes, why am I so stupid..”.

“Thank you Tety..”

Dria stared at the cake that Tety had now picked up. Tety gives the cake to Rahmadi's father, and Dria just stares at it with no intention of doing anything.

“Blow the candle Non Dria, previously said the prayer and hope Non Dria herself for this year..”.

Dria knows the tradition, but it still feels foreign to her. Dria looked at her father and saw the radiance of a smile of joy there, the father looked happy for her, so why should she hold her heart to be happy also in her special heart?

For too long he only cared about his injuries and did not look at his father. Fathers experience sad things at birth, the condition of the mother's health that is getting worse in those years is certainly a painful memory. But I choose to rejoice now for his birthday rather than grieve for a dead mother. Slowly something crept in his heart.he also had to learn to choose happiness rather than drowning in sorrow every time he met his birthday.

Dria closed her eyes, raised a wish and desire in her heart to the Living Mother, then opened her eyes immediately blowing out the lit candle with a sweet smile on her face.

Tety clapped...

"Happy birthday, Non Dria..."

"Thank you Tety. I should have gone to mami's grave today, last year I didn't have time to do it, I arrived at J two days after mami's death."

"It's been Non. As I remember the Great Lord and the Young Master to the tomb of Lady Rosalie only on the feast day."

"Yes... The three of us visited there yesterday. Their habits are different from their father's."

"Today we celebrate Non Dria's birthday only..."

Dria nods her ass at Tety and looks at her smiling father.

"Dad... What do you want to do?"

"Just take your employees to dinner here, we order food to Ima..."

"It's up to me. I want to make a cake for my dad's show..."

"That's your birthday, son..."

"Ahh good. Tety, we're out. We're shopping for cake ingredients. But it looks like we'll have to shop for the equipment to make the cake, too..."

"When Non?"

Tety saw the clock on his watch, he was told something by Timo sir.

"Later, the store opens above nine... Let's make breakfast first..."

"Oh.. neither Non. I will make a special fried rice for breakfast, Non Dria just take a shower there, change nice clothes, I will make a special fried rice for breakfast, today should be prettier than usual because it's a special day..."

"Taz..."

"No protest, yes..."

Tety pushed Dria back into the room. In the room Dria gave a small smile, a different day for him. Life does not have to be lived in the same way, there is never a boring word if you want to open the door of the heart to a joy and pleasure from something else that was not previously cared about.

Dria obeyed Tety. Tety brought a lot of her clothes from J so she had to add one more closet in her room. Dria chose a loose cotton dress with no light yellow sleeves. Previously did not dislike the dress because of its color, but today she chose it.

Finished the shower and a little dress up Dria came out of her room. There was a sound of people chatting on the terrace making Dria not so into the kitchen but set her foot on the terrace. On the doorstep Dria stopped and was stunned...

"Deedee..."

On the terrace of the house there is a father and there is Timo sir and Sandro brother who is holding a bouquet of flowers.

Dria was shocked and also unprepared for the presence of her dear brother just looked on without being able to say anything. Should he be able to estimate Sandro's arrival, if Timo sends a cake for his birthday, then his brother must also know about today.

Sandro approached with a thin smile and then thrust flowers, after the flowers were taken by Dria Sandro just hugged Dria briefly ago...

"Happy birthday, yeah..."

Sandro held his will to channel all his longings, did not make the affection that made Dria uncomfortable and made herself as normal as possible not something easy.

Dria calmed down a bit when she went out to buy cake, but when she came back and found Sandro and Timo were still at home, Dria hid in the kitchen for baking. But looking all the way here, Sandro talked more with my father, and just looked at him and smiled at him every now and then, no other communication is too meaningful to make Dria comfortable and can accept the presence of Sandro at home.

At night when Sandro said goodbye, only the two of them on the terrace, Timo had already gotten into the car, he said, the father and father employees went on to drink coffee in a saung available in one corner of this vast father's yard, a place that fathers often use to receive their consumers.

"Dee... Brother's coming home..."

"Ahh yes brother Sandro, thank you for coming all the way to Dee..."

"Haha..you're my brother Dee, it's only natural that you come on your birthday. You choose to stay here, so sometimes you come to visit if you have time..."

"Ahh? It's up to brother..."

"What are you doing here? Want to work or open a business?"

"Dee wants to try to open a business, Dee has been taught this year, right?"

Dria smiled and it looked very sweet to Sandro.

"What usaha?"

Sandro asked short while normalizing the pulse on the chest due to Dria's smile.

"Dee's been talking to me, Dee wants to expand my business."

"Ohh, good.if you need advice call brother, brother is ready to help."

"Seriously, Sandro want to help?"

"Yeah... For now you start with advice.You must be sure of the business you choose, if you are sure with the choice of what type of business you want, management must be arranged... If you start with it can definitely walk.You can ask anytime, brother is ready to help."

"Ahh, okay... Sandro Dee's brother was an advisor to Dee..."

Dria raised her index finger and wiggled in front of Sandro as was her custom. Sandro laughed in dismay and held back his own hand, eager to touch Dria's head.

"Hahaha.you have to pay big brother, there is a consultation fee, and it is not cheap..."

Dria laughed at her brother's words.

From a farewell sentence, the conversation intertwined very smoothly and developed to tell each other many other things, including stories about Sandro's trip to other countries. And Sandro enjoys how his longing unravels by staring at Dria and listening to Dria's story.

It's okay just like this, just looking because it can't just touch now, he must gain Dria's trust first. His intentions only give Dria comfort, so he only tries to get into the recesses of Dria's heart slowly, while hoping that Dria's comfort in her presence can turn into love, just like he has for Dria, while hoping that Dria's comfort in his presence can turn into love, he will be patient for that.

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Sorry if the groove is slow 🙏

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