Marry The Heir
Effective gift

After Kean's departure, Disa stayed home alone. He obeys Kean's orders not to leave the house or just give food to Grace. He completely obeyed Kean by remaining silent in his room.

Believe me waiting is not something fun. There is a calmness in it plus problems in conjunction with Kean that make the heart of Disa bloated camper in a fast time.

To fill his time, he decided to continue sewing a dress that he was making. It's almost finished, just add sweetener in the form of beads on the chest.

“Awh!” because he was not focused, suddenly the needle he was holding pierced his index finger. Although the wound was small but the blood dripped quite a lot.

“You're so careless anyway sa.” Disa immediately sucked blood on her index finger and suddenly her feelings became uncomfortable.

Between fear, sadness and worry.

He glanced at the clock on the wall of his room, it had been an hour that his young master had left but not yet returned. He said for a while but still hasn't come home. His heart began to be ungodly. He looked at his phone screen and there were no messages or calls from Kean. The old man said, if his finger is suddenly injured, it is usually a bad feeling.

Thinking of that, making Disa even more unsettled. Although he and Kean try to calm down to live their days, but both know, there is someone watching them. He could at any time come and do things that might threaten his safety.

“Master, are you okay?” his murmuring is not bad. He realized, not only was he threatened, maybe Kean was the same.

Throwing away her uncomfortable feelings, Disa finally went down to the kitchen. He does whatever he can to distract his mind. The pasta he would make when Kean had brought him home, he finally made it now. His hands are concocting food but his mind is not here.

He put his sense of hearing strong and his eyes occasionally look around the house, for some reason after getting threats and kidnapping from Sigit, he became easily frightened. Overthinking that he had started to control this time reappeared and controlled some logical side of his mind.

“Lelight there, there's god. Calm...” he rubbed his left chest to calm his heart that had been beating erratically. What Sigit did turned out to be really stuck in his mind. Like that man had managed to instill a deep sense of fear.

The pasta is done. Can sow it with cheese, like Kean's favorite. The good aroma and beautiful appearance are really inviting to taste.

“Come home quickly sir, I've made a special paste for you.” Murmured Disa with a raised smile. He looked at the pasta before his eyes while imagining Kean's expression while enjoying his homemade pasta.

Finish making pasta, Disa Back to top. Not directly to his room but to remain silent on the balcony. He needs to breathe fresh air to expel thoughts that he should not have saved. People say that looking at social media can speed up time. Finally Can install some social media as entertainment. He also checked his Instagram and a lot of notifications.

Some photos of shafira came in on his porch and marked Disa. Especially the photos that show Shafira wearing the clothes she made.

“Weh very beautiful princess.” comments one netizen, commenting on the figure of Shafira who looks charming like a model. This girl is good at posing. His facial expression was truly lively and characteristic.

“Iya dong's. Outfit by: Psandhya.” Shafira mentioned me in the comment column. Her young miss really promoted Disa's work like an endorsement.

“Non fira is beautiful.” Disa replies to Shafira's comments and Shafira does not reply for long.

“Miss to mba. I play ya to home.” Apparently the young lady is online.

“Iya non, I wait.” Disa was still smiling reading Shafira's writing. Her cheerful young lady always made her feel that this world was too beautiful, so do not be made moody with thoughts that are not necessarily the case.

Sure enough, a few moments later seen a bright light from a car. The gate opened and a luxurious sports car belonging to his young master walked into the courtyard.

Disa was able to breathe a sigh of relief with a smile growing when she saw her young master coming home. Somehow, Kean's return began to be something that later.

Kean gets off the car. Soon a little run into the house. It seemed that his young master was equally impatient to meet.

While waiting for Kean, Disa Back sighed deeply, enjoying the cool night breeze. The sound of his young master's footsteps grew clear, running up the stairs and suddenly he hugged him from behind.

“Still waiting for me?” Kean whispered in Disa's ear and the owner gasped in surprise.

“I-Yes sir.” Answer Disa. The presence of his young master always makes his heart race quickly but with a different rhythm from the heartbeat due to fear and anxiety.

“What's made the paste?” Kean further tightened the arms around Disa's waist, it felt so ridiculous that Disa shuddered.

“Already sir.” His body wriggled, trying to escape Kean's embrace.

“Why?” Kean watched the body of Disa who had not stopped moving.

“Later sir Mercy clay from post mr.” Try to stand up and release one by one Kean's hands from his waist.

“Hahaha.. That good he could see this far? He's a pirate and has binoculars.” Kean laughed crisply at Disa's worries. Which might be the thing that Disa was afraid of happening.

"Ish sir, it could have been mercy sir looking at us from down there." pointed towards the garden lights.

"Not going to." He looked at the girl who was blushing before him. It was very calm to see Disa was fine.

“Can eat pasta now?” kean's stomach was rumbling to fill. At Clara's house, she did not drink much less eat. While his power is drained a lot facing three people who cannot be compromised.

“I get it first, sir wait here.”

“No, we eat under aja. I want to watch lion.” Pulling his hand to walk beside him. He followed where his young master went.

He looked at Kean's face from the side. Although the handsome man beside him tried to look as calm as possible, but from his wrinkled forehead, Disa saw there was anxiety that he kept. Maybe the same anxiety he felt.

Disa glanced at her hand held tightly by Kean's sturdy hand. From that day on, his young master was very fond of holding his hand. He took the initiative to tighten his hand and look Kean who smiled when he felt the grip of Disa's hand getting tighter.

It feels so comfortable to hold hands like this.

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Enjoy the pasta on the sofa while seeing the action of the king of the forest dueling with a snake. His dashing appearance with hair on the head is very thick, making him look very sad when he roars.

A great struggle between a viper turned out to have ended with the snake leaving the king of the forest. The lion roared again, announcing his victory over the snake. His roar on the sahuti of other lions, as if celebrating their victory.

“Keren right sa?” Kean was excited himself as the lion grinned fiercely.

“Hem, very cool. But not all fights are cool. The number leaves a sense of anxiety.” Disa said plain while looking at the bruise on Kean's face that has not completely disappeared.

Kean looked at the girl and smiled. “You're still worried about me?”

Disa nodded. Not just worrying about Kean but worrying about things.

“I told you I was okay. As long as you are here.” His whisper. He nodded his head at Disa's head and made the girl blush.

“There or no me, sir should always be fine, hem.” His gaze looks sad. Like there was a feeling he was trying to describe but did not find the tip of the base.

“Of course, I'm in the bathroom myself, leaving for work also by myself and everything is fine.” One mouthful of pasta went back into Kean's mouth. Her favorite food always makes her feel better.

Disa smiled faintly and took her eyes off Kean. He again enjoyed his pasta while arranging his mind that was messy because of his overthinking appearance.

Beside him, Kean was still looking at the face of Disa who never bored him. It's nice to see her water calm down until then,

“Ting nong!” bell's house is ringing.

They compactly turned towards the door, I don't know who was visiting this late. Desa was about to open the door, but Kean quickly held her back.

“I am open.” He's starting to be vigilant.

Disa nodded in agreement, following Kean's steps behind her.

“Ting nong!” again the bell rang, as if impatiently waiting for the door to open.

Kean fizzed, placing his index finger on the lips as a signal so that Disa did not make a sound. At the core of the person who rang the bell from the door hole.

Kean let out a sigh of relief and immediately opened the door.

“Mistress,.” Isa is approaching soon.

Didn't know that it was Arini. The woman looked bright that could even show her a slight smile.

“Do you guys miss me?” he asked with passion. Long enough he left Kean and Disa in this house.

At first he only stayed at Nita's house but then his friends came and took Arini away. Who would have thought Arini went to Singapore and stayed a few days there.

“Sure.” Seru Disa's. “How are you doing?” it was nice to see Arini in a better state.

“Very good sa. But I think you're the only one who wants me to go home. My son is indifferent.” Glanced at Kean who was still staring at the door and noticed the interaction of Disa and Arini.

“Kean is also a fan. Just didn't expect me to go that long.” He kissed Arini's forehead and pushed his wheelchair into the house. Thank goodness Arini came, not Sigit or his man.

“Yes, many things are good there.”

“Meet the doctor's recommendation from temen mamah. He's a great therapist for mama's legs. He said, all this time my mama's feet have been well stimulated and the possibility can walk again.”

“Wah, very happy seneng. This is thanks to the disa who never tired of nemenin mamah learning the same path of acupoints at the foot of mamah.” In the rubbing of the hand of Disa that he still holds.

“I just helped a little mistress. The biggest part is the mistress' desire to heal.” Timpal Disa was happy.

“Em, you are so sweet.” In the pinch of Disa's cheeks with anxiety, leaving a red hue on the former pinch.

Disa just smiled, a little glanced at Kean who was looking at her. This time both of her cheeks were blushing from seeing Kean's gaze.

“Oh yes, mamah bring souvenirs for dia. Momentarily,” took something out of her handbag. A small black box with a famous accessories brand logo on it. “This, for you. I hope you like.” Arini gave it to Disa.

“Wah, thank you madam.” His eyes immediately sparkled, receiving a gift from Arini.

“Open. I want to know if you like it or not.”

“Good mistress.” With the spirit of Disa opened the box.

His eyes sparkled again when he saw a ribbon-shaped hairpin with Pearl granules on it. Rose-colored pearls that bring out the shade of blue, pink and gold when exposed to light.

“Mistress, this.” Disa was moved to see the gift that Arini gave her. Pearl type akoya pearl is certainly not a cheap item.

“You really like to braid your hair, occasionally, put this brace on your hair. Must be very pretty.”

“Thank you madam.” Can grunt with a feeling of pleasure that can not be expressed.

“Sama-sama. Don't forget to wear it.”

“Iya mistress.” Still looking at the pair of hairpins in his hand. This was the first gift he received from Arini and he promised to take good care of her.

“Oh yes, I also have something for mistress.”

“Oh yes? What?” so curious to see Disa's expression changing rapidly.

“Em, wait a minute madam, I take it first.”

He ran straight to his room.

“Slow road only sa, I'm not going anywhere.” Arini cried with her heavy voice. It did not sound like the girl did not hear it.

“Gift for kean what mah? How is kean not dapet?” Kean is sulking. Where might Disa get a gift while she doesn't.

“There, a minute yes.” Arini again reached into the contents of her handbag. He took something and its shape was as tiny as the one he gave to Disa.

“Not a hairpin is it mah?” tanyanya nosy.

“Hhahaha.. Not dong dear. Try open.”

Kean was also curious about the box Arini gave him. He also opened it.

“Bracelet?” Kean scrunched his forehead not understanding. Why are they given women's accessories?

“Iya bracelet.” A platinum bracelet is round in shape.

“This bracelet is simple, but it's from your grandmother. Later, if you marry, wear this to your wife yes son.” Arini's Message.

It seems Kean is starting to understand Arini's intentions. He noticed the silver bracelet with a few diamond eyes in the middle. This was indeed the most meaningful gift Kean had ever gotten from his mother.

“But remember, find the woman first, do not use yourself.” Arini Ledek. Think of it as a way to motivate Kean to immediately find a companion.

Kean just chuckled, could Arini also tease him. “Iya, as soon as possible kean find a woman who will wear this bracelet.” The bottom made Arini hold back a smile. Sure enough his son said that.

The sound of footsteps coming down the stairs. Kean immediately hid Arini's bracelet in his pocket.

It comes with a wide box.

“Waah, what is this. How do I get curious?” Arini noticed the brown box in Disa's hand.

“Gift for mistress.” He gave the box to Arini.

“What day is it? How do we exchange gini.” Grabbing the box that Disa gave me. Put it on the lap and it starts to open.

“It does not have to be a special day right if you want to give a gift?” Back to asking.

“Sure sa. My birthday is still a long way off. Often like this it doesn't matter. Even seneng.”

The box cover is open. The green color of the bottle looks sweet in Arini's view. He rubbed it and it felt so soft. He lifted her up high and turned out to be a dress.

“Can, it's your make?” Arini stared in disbelief at the silk cotton dress.

“Yes mistress, just finished I made.”

“Yeah, beautiful once.” Arini so admires the dress made by Disa. The neck is made rather wide with the middle of his body in a button-cut wrapped and a ribbon-shaped belt that gives the impression of elegance.

“I choose this material so that if the mistress wears it out, do not make heat so the mistress can stay comfortable even with long sleeves.”

“Wah, I really like. Thank you.” Arini did not think that the gift given by Disa was very special. This girl designed and sewed it herself. The result was so unexpected.

“Come.” Arini spread her hand on Disa. Though hesitant, Disa still approached him. In his arms was Disa tightly.

“Thank you very much sa. I will definitely wear it.” Brisks Arini with haru flavor.

Is only nodding. Suddenly his chest was warm. There was a calmness he felt as Arini hugged him. Either because Arini's hug is special or because he really misses a hug from a woman like Arini. Maybe like this more or less as she hugged someone she craved as a mother.

Warm and soothing.

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