Marry The Heir
Just think about me, not the others

Behind the white wedding dress with a simple elegant design, there was a girl who was walking with a thumping feeling that could not be imagined when she approached a man who was standing at the end of the road and waiting for her with bated breath.

There were tears slowly breaking on Kean's cheeks when he saw the most beautiful woman today approaching him after saying their wedding qobul ijab.

Disa, the woman he loved and always made him restless day and night. It was like finding her harbor as the girl walked gracefully towards her and a thin smile that spread. His heart rippled, like all his hump had all this time just vanished.

Beautiful, that one word that describes all the things about the woman that today officially belongs to her. The woman he must take care of at all times in any condition.

Disa stepped confidently towards Kean who was waiting for her. Don't ask her any more questions about the doubts that haunted her last night. He had finished arguing with his heart because for him the purpose of marriage was not only about having offspring but about choosing to live with someone he loved in joy and sorrow to the end of age.

If one day God gave him offspring, it would be a gift that he would gladly receive. And if that gift can't be present in his little family later then that's not the reason he has to leave Kean.

Living alone with a husband who respects and loves him sincerely, that is more than enough. And for her at this time, as small and as big as her husband lacks, she can already accept it since the word “SAH!” it was said at the end of the contract.

Although he only saw it through the television screen installed in the bridal waiting room, but he could feel the turmoil of Kean's feelings and full confidence in his promise.

There are many feelings that are felt by people who are currently attending the promise of living as these lovers. The atmosphere is the most felt. Even if some still feel unwilling to see this couple unite, they can still keep it in their hearts and will slowly get used to no longer hoping.

It's a reality. It is the choice of the person they love and have to accept.

At the end of the road, Kean extended his hand as the distance of Disa was only a few inches away standing before him.

“Hay, my wife.” her broom that makes Disa's cheeks blush.

“Hay husband. Assalamu ‘alaikum..” Reply Disa. Grabbing Kean's hand then he kissed gently.

“Wa’alaikum salam.” for a while Kean kissed Disa's forehead feeling make the atmosphere of the room boisterous by the sound of applause.

They throw smiles at each other when they can straighten their bodies.

The flow of do’a flows from those who give blessing even though some people who are expected to be present cannot be in the middle of them.

Disa, who was orphaned, was accompanied only by her grandmother's small family and Kean was accompanied by a large family and invited colleagues.

“Very romantic once yes... “

“I congratulate both brides. I look up to their romance. My single soul thrashed.” said an MC who just realized from his daydream.

The guests laughed at the MC's speech.

The wedding that is planned to be held in a simple way, it is not really simple. Held in a luxurious hotel with magnificent decorations, Kean and Disa become kings and queens a day on their happy day.

They smiled happily as they passed by the invited guests to the prepared guarantee. A multi-storey wedding cake they pass side by side Cocktail glass arranged pyramid. There is no denying that this is a big celebration for the marriage of the successor of the owner of the Hardjoyo group.

All-white decoration with bright yellowish lights makes the atmosphere feel warm. In the middle of the room was a large lamp that hung and illuminated the room with a yellowish light.

Arini did conceptualize her son's marriage perfectly even though the word perfect is never a limit. For him this should be a memorable party not only for his son and daughter-in-law but also for all the guests present.

“Girls, in front of us are present this magnificent king and queen of marriage. We congratulate both brides for the happiness that always meets the small family they will visit.”, said the MC to welcome Kean and Disa who are already in the guarantee.

Kean clasped his hands tightly as if the two could not be separated. A happy smile mixed together should be clearly drawn on their faces.

“For the audience who will give congratulations, we welcome. And to enliven this feast, we will be accompanied by offerings from the bridegroom's sister with her best friend. We welcome, Mooie Stem!!”

The sound of piano clangs was immediately heard when the lights in the music spot started to light up beautifully. Many pairs of eyes were immediately fixed on the beautiful sound of keys played by a young man who looked neat with a modern wedding zoot suit he wore.

Not long after the beautiful voice of Shafira began to sound, too,

“When your legs don't work like they used to before.

And I can't sweep you off of your feet.”

Hearing the initial verse of the song, people immediately recognized the song belonging to Ed Sheeran. The atmosphere of the ballroom where the reception was felt more romantic. Guests began to walk neatly on the carpet whose left and right sides were given flowers and small lights to illuminate the footsteps. They went to the temple to congratulate two happy people.

“Congratulations bro, I'm happy.”

Arrived when Reza congratulated. He hugged his best friend first.

Looking at Kean who smoothly said the qobul ijab, like there was not the slightest doubt in his heart that he would take care of Disa with all his soul and body.

Then he should no longer hesitate to let go of Disa and let her be happy with the man of her choice.

“Thanks bro, hopefully you can follow.” said Kean pat his best friend on the shoulder.

Reza smiled meaningfully at Reza's words. It is true that his age is no longer young to live alone.

“Yes, hopefully I'm spying on.”

Kean patted his best friend on the shoulder, encouraging.

Glanced at the mismatched Disa standing beside Kean. A beautiful face that is usually plain this time in a soft and natural makeup polish makes the aura clearly radiated. His heart still rippled when he saw that smile. Only, what was different was that the twinkle of his eyes was no longer the same as when they first met. There was only Kean in his sight.

“Congratulations, may be a family of sakinah, mawadah and warrohmah.” Reza said sincerely.

“Still brother. Reza's sister brought me what gift?” Disa tried to melt the slightly awkward atmosphere.

“Gosh, I forgot." rubbed his nape awkwardly.

"What do you want? Honeymoon trip maybe?” reza Goda.

Honestly, he did not have time to think what would give gifts.

“Can I have kak reza play one song for me and aa?” pinta Disa later.

Reza looked at Disa laman, then turned to his friend who refused to release his hand from Disa.

“You what song?”

“So much lo.” thiimpal Kean.

Reza seemed to think, watching Shafira who was just about to finish the song.

Some of the photos were taken and Reza will capture as a form of separation from her feelings for Disa. With this photo he will remind himself that Disa has officially become his best friend.

After the photo, Reza approached Shafira and her band. Sitting at Malvin's place after deciding what song he would sing with Shafira.

From his place, Disa and Kean both looked at the appearance of Reza and Shafira. The clang of the piano with the typical style of Reza is calm and full of charisma has bewitched many pairs of eyes. The lights dimmed slightly and the dominant-looking floodlights illuminated Reza and Shafira.

Christian Bautista and BCL performed a duet by Reza and Shafira.

“If you love me like you tell me, please be careful with my heart.

You can take it, just don't break it or my world will fall apart.

You are my first romance and I'm willing to take a chance.

That 'til life is through, I'll still be loving you.

I will be true to you, just a promise from you will do.

From the very start please be careful with my heart.”

After one stanza, Reza looked at Disa from a distance who was sitting in the den with Kean. He smiled feelingly, consider this the last smile he gave to Disa.

“I love you and you know, I do there'll be no one else for me.

Promise I'll be always true for the world and all to see.

Love has heard some lies softly spoken.

And I have had my heart badly broken.

I've been burned and I've been hurt before.”

The song was sung by Shafira with great emotion. His eyes closed as if enjoying a beautiful verse from his tiny lips.

Temple by verse was sung alternately by Reza and Shafira, as if this stage belonged to both of them. Some people even go up to the dance floor and dance with their partner, very romantic.

“Good fira voice yes a. Said he wanted to be a singer.” said Disa with full haru.

In the past, Shafira could only sing alone in her room without anyone knowing the beautiful voice of Shafira but at this time, this beautiful girl sang in front of many people and made them fall asleep. In one corner, Liana even looked dumbfounded at the appearance of her daughter.

“You know more about him on my appeal.” Kean also looked at the younger sibung who had grown up with his charming appearance.

“Why, aa envy?” ledek Disa, while looking at the man beside her.

Kean just smiled. Maybe he should be envious of the closeness of Disa and Shafira.

“Aa still have plenty of time to get to know fira. As it slowly began to accept my existence, aa can also learn to accept the existence of mama fira and fira at the same time.”

Kean termangu himself heard the speech of Disa. At the link of his fingers in between fingers Disa who then he held tightly. Very soothing.

“Hem, I'll try.” cleanly.

“Now, do you want to dance?”

Feeling hooked by the song Reza next played with Shafira, more romantic than ever.

“No, I don't want to be embarrassed on our special day.” Removing his hand from Kean's.

“Why should I be ashamed? You could dance well before. Now, let's do it again.” Kean kept forcing.

“Yes but slowly yes, my shoes are too high.” Disa shows the rights of her shoes that are as high as 7 cm.

“Sure, come.”

He stood up and walked to the dance floor. They stood face to face and Kean began to wrap his hands around Disa's waist. One hand he linked his fingers with his fingers. He slowly moved to enjoy the music.

Very close, making the two's hearts race fast with a beating that felt shook his chest.

What Kean and Disa did apparently invited the guests to take part. The dance floor is increasingly full of couples who dance to enjoy the rhythm of the song that propagates slowly. It feels so romantic that it cannot be described in words.

“Aa feel not if fira same kak reza kok fit ya?” Disa slightly glanced at Reza and Shafira who were enjoying their duet.

Shafira stands next to Reza's piano and occasionally sits next to him. The slick interaction between the two has its own impact.

“Reza already deket same girl, his time as a lecturer.” kilah Kean.

“Fira also has gebetan, malvin. The teenager whose face was calm.” glanced at Malvin who was sitting in the corner and noticed Shafira.

“But kasian kayaknya he sad to see fira fun duet sama kak reza.”

“Why discuss them? You want to be a dating agency?” anxious also saw Disa who was paying attention to the surrounding environment.

“Hehehe, not really. Just idle. It feels nervous that,” sentence Disa stopped when his two eyes meet the eyes of Kean who is in front of him. Just a few inches.

“What time?” Kean drew his face closer. Poking his forehead on Disa's forehead then closed his eyes. He enjoyed the time he spent with Lisa.

“No pa-pa. Not so.” He did not dare to continue his sentence. It may be true that romance can only happen on stage, once it's over, it's over.

Kean just smiled, slightly touching his nose on Disa's nose. "Just think about me, not the others." whispered Kean with a breath that hit Disa's face, very warm.

“A, people are tickling us.” Disa pulled her face a little.

"No need to care." Kean doesn't care. What he did then was to land a brief kiss on Disa's lips to make Disa jerk without being able to resist. He hugged Disa tightly, like he did not want to give a gap to the others.

Finally, Disa closed her eyes. Unprepared to see the dazzled gazes of eyes at what Kean was doing to her.

Just look at the anxious faces of the invited guests. Ahhh it felt like they had not opened their eyes before they left or at least turned their faces in the other direction. Too shy and thrilling.

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