Marry The Heir
Familly Nasep

A boutique with aesthethic design was in the presence of Disa. He stared in disbelief at what he saw. A building with large windows surrounds the building. Round lights hang on the terrace as lights. The design is very beautiful with a yellowish lamp flame that makes this boutique feel homy.

“A, let's go in.” Disa pulls Kean's loyal hand along with her.

Today he asked Kean not to come home tonight because he wanted to take him to this place, a place that became a wedding gift for him and Kean.

“Sure.” Kean was impatient.

Arini is proficient in property in the right sense when preparing a special wedding gift for her daughter-in-law.

A fairly spacious room with three smaller rooms in it, like a room. One room is occupied by a desk and a work chair complete with mannequins and file cabinets.

The other two rooms were empty, like waiting for the owner to think about what would fill them with.

Several glass cabinets were lined up, with hangers hanging inside. In one corner there is a special room filled with painting tools and fabrics, such as a special warehouse of materials.

From the back door, Disa could see the field that was covered with green grass. There are several umbrella tents as shelters with four seats each surrounding them. A gazebo made of wood material, looks dominant filling the yard.

True Arini said, the backyard will be very good if it is rearranged and functioned for painting. Being in a green open space, will give you a lot of inspiration.

Letting his wife go around the room, while Kean sat in Disa's work chair. He enjoyed watching his wife's movements run to and fro like a ball of bekel bouncing on the floor, full of happiness energy

“Yeah, I love the lights, beautiful!” snoring Disa from one of the rooms.

“Waw, this room is suitable for nyimpen dress design.” Excited again.

“A, the bathroom is spacious, I can bring personal items here.” His voice sounded again.

Kean only laughed lightly at the words of amazement that were uttered by Disa. Arini is good at pampering her daughter-in-law.

Satisfied to go around, Disa came back to Kean. Standing before him with a happy expression that could not be told.

“This creation paradise a.” lirih Disa while staring in amazement at her husband.

Can cupped Kean's face with anxiety then kissed his lips briefly. Look, his wife is getting brave.

“You like?” timpal Kean's.

“Very, I really like.” Reveal again. Turning in front of Kean while imagining there were many cherry blossoms falling on his head.

“It looks like I should thank you very much for making my wife very happy.” At the pull of Disa's hand which she then holds on her lap. His hands were coiled around Disa's waist.

“Yes, I am also very grateful to you. I hope, I can produce something from this place so mamah not in vain give this boutique gift to me.”

“Sure, why not. My wife is great, with her two hands, you can create many things.”

“Hehehe... You are so sweet sighh a...” Disa pursed her husband's lips with her hands cupping Kean's face. Her reddish lips gathered in the middle, funny he thought.

Who would have thought, Kean pulled Disa's hand so that her body approached. Grabbing the nape of Disa to get closer to him, until their distance begins to close.

“Trivacy.” His whisper was soft, a second later he kissed Disa's lips slowly.

He let go for a moment, looking at Disa's shocked and blushing face at the same time.

There was no protest, Kean repeated what he had done before. Kissed lips this time longer and deeper. A little left a bite that was then countered by Disa who tried to compensate. The kiss is pagutan fruit. Sip each other with passion. Kean's hand began to comb Disa's shoulder and then rub it gently to make the feathers of Disa bristles.

There is a lot of passion felt by both of them to make them pant in a kasmaran wrap. Enjoying every sound from their mouths into a melody that breaks the silence of the room which then echoes the sound as Disa and Kean gasp in the still empty room.

“We go home now?” whispered Kean as he let go of his pagutan.

He knew that everything could not happen here. There will be many pairs of eyes that get a free spectacle from a window that is plainly open without any barrier curtains.

“Iya a.” Disa is still trying to regulate the rhythm of her hunting breath. The attack of passion almost drowned him.

“But I want to eat chicken pecel first.” added Kean with his wide smile. He rubbed his lips gently. The sweetness is hard to leave.

Suddenly his stomach felt hungry and asked to be filled.

“Iya a, we find chicken pecel.”

He laughed at the end of his sentence. Unique way Kean breaks away from the scroll of passion that had shackled them.

He moved from Kean's lap, tidying up his messy hair. For a while they pounced on each other and threw shy smiles at each other. Hah, what kind of feeling is this rumbling inside the chest?

****

Kean started driving his car to the street. An order he gave to Roy to complete the needs of Disa in his boutique. Many lists of items that he has sent through short messages that are actually not short.

“You'll send the goods tomorrow morning to the boutique. The address will be I send.” Kean's voice sounded resolute, the type of superior who gave the order.

“Good sir. Do we need to hire the services of an interior designer?” roy's voice was heard from the music box so Disa could also hear it.

Kean turned to Disa for a moment, asking for Disa's approval. He was only shaking as a gesture of rejection.

“No need, my wife is adept at doing it herself.” Firm Kean.

Disa just smiled hearing Kean's answer. He does like to organize his own room because his attachment will be stronger than arranged by others.

“Okay sir, I will request that the goods be sent tomorrow morning.”

“Hem.” Kean before ending his call.

“A, should ya naro bed in one of the rooms? Do you love the room can be used for naro goods?”

Disa protest, one of his rejection that was not in Kean was to function one of the rooms as a room.

“Hust. If you are tired, you can rest there. Do you want to work rodi?” still do not accept the idea asked by Disa. This is a form of attention to the wife.

“Ya is not so, if you bring a bed later the effect can be smeared. I'll be there to do work.”

“If you think so, just close the door. The room will only be used if I go there.” The answer was given to Kean.

“Ish is what he wants aa.” The faint grunt of Disa heard Kean.

Kean just smiled at his wife's grunts.

“Sa, you do work at the boutique but remember, you are not obliged to make a lot of money. Just enjoy the important process you seneng.” Kean tried to give his wife an understanding. He did not want Disa to feel burdened by having to make a lot of money from his boutique.

His habit of continuing to work and work like he could not relax with himself.

“Iya I understand but if the boutique can make money is more fun."

"It's also more senile and vibrant.” It could have chimed in.

It seems the myth that women are never wrong is true.

For Disa who is accustomed to getting something by trying, her spirit will increase when she gets a challenge to prove something even if she gets a brilliant result.

“Iya okay, please if you want to make money from the boutique. But, don't be too tired.” Kean remained with the reason not wanting Disa to be too tired.

“A, the work is tired let alone the shampoo is ringing, the pleasure is amazing let alone the right we get the result, it feels how it is. After all, the work of the dripping sampe kennet kanya in counting worship, so I do not want to miss my chance to try.”

Still tickle with his rhetoric.

“Should be smart work also so our energy is not wasted.”

“Yes, aa really. Must use strategy yes.”

“Yups! Pinter my wife!” Kean rubbed the tip of Disa's head proudly making the two smile happily.

Kean's phone rang again and this time the name that appeared was Nasep. “Iya bang!” the answer.

“Woy where you go! Kirain jam is so bad. Hahaha..” ledek Nasep from there.

The last time we met was when the reception was only briefly because of the many guests who queued to congratulate us.

“Ngamar! Still this afternoon.” Sahut Kean relax.

He glanced at the smiling Disa beside him. Maybe his wife would be surprised if she knew Kean had a friend like Nasep.

“Ya has played here. Arrogant you already have a bini. Yummy right?!”

“Ish lo whatan. Tar first, I'm outside again, nyari chicken pecel.”

“Laper lo sports malem mulu?!"

"Eat here, there's a chicken pecel bang whiskers here."

"You guys bring your bini let him know the world of black lo kayak how.”

“Bini I also want acquaintances he said.”

“Yes, put me there. Noisy lo!” sahut Kean once then disconnected his call.

Kean still laughed lightly after ending his call.

“Who a?” hearing the way the man spoke to Kean, it seemed to be very relaxed.

“Bang nasep, down at the gym."

"We'll go there for a while, you'll see, the guy's a bit clumsy. Frequently seduces. But the guy is good.”

“She said there was a chicken pecel there but I never saw ya?”

“Yes maybe aa not nyari pecel there, so do not see.”

“Em yes also yes.”

The rest of the exhaust smoke is left far away by a car that speeds to the gym. After a long time, it is only now that Kean plays to Nasep's place. Hope that Disa can stand with the pressure of this one friend.

*****

A burly man with a bewok face was apparently called bang nasep by Kean. He was wearing only color pants with a singlet shirt and was holding a four-year-old girl.

His wife Dewi, greeted Disa kindly.

“Finally, can see the instant from the deck. How are you?” The Goddess embraced Disa warmly. A very friendly welcome to Disa.

“Alhamdulillah good news.” Saut Disa with a sweet smile.

“Eh brother, here salim used to be the same ateu and om kean.” The goddess called her son who was about seven years old. He was a kid but his hobby was boxing.

The boy approached Disa and Kean then regretted it.

“Good class not lo kemaren?” ask Kean suddenly.

“Good dong om. If you do not go up to class can-can his teacher in search of babeh.” The boy was cold.

“Good, pinter lo. Make a snack.” Kean immediately gave some money to Nasep's eldest son. Like this apparently forms Kean's attention to the Nasep family.

“Still om.” Dashing legumes. He even invites Kean to the tos and kisses the money in his hand with pride.

“Heh, beware if you use for PS maen yes! Buy food only there.” The cry of the Goddess reminded her son.

“Iyaa deh ah bothered!” the boy passed away indifferently.

“Come in, already bought in tuh pecel chicken."

"Gue is also already very much rice masakin.”

The goddess pulled Disa's hand in order to enter. It turns out that the nature of this family is very relaxed, not only in its family but also in new people.

“Iye women enter aja sono, berent again kite nyulus."

"Down neng, tar babeh nyulus.” Nasep's youngest son followed.

Dewi and Disa enter the house, preparing their dinner, while Kean and Nasep are still chatting outside.

“How do you feel you're married now? Nyesel kan lo!” ledek Nasep with a whimper while elbowing Kean.

They sat on the porch waiting for the women to finish their work.

“Nyesel how do you mean lo?”

Kean was just a whimper, there had been no experience whatsoever he could but find there was a woman sleeping beside him.

“Akh t*ik lo, use pretend again."

"Your money is again his spirit, you may not understand. Especially having lived outside, uuhhh your reference must be a lot."

"It's cute, noh let's have two boys like me.”

Apparently this is the question Kean will get exactly what other newly married couples get.

Kean just smiled crazily at Nasep. Hearing what Nasep said, Kean noticed Disa in the house.

“Mau ateu bukain bungkus?” nasep's son immediately wanted to be spoken to by Disa. Though usually when meeting new people he will wrinkle.

“Maauu.. But the coklaatt..” little boy was spoiled, as comfortable on Disa.

“Okey, after eating chocolate later brush your teeth, so not toothless.”

“Iya ateu.”

“Child pinter.” Can rub with the child's cheeks pity.

Seeing what Disa was doing, Kean's face turned cold. There was a sense of guilt that then lingered in his heart.

“Why lo?” asked Nasep who saw Kean's expression change drastically.

Kean simply shook his head and turned his face away from Disa. He was not trying to answer, just wanting to be silent like this and think of something that was blocking him with Disa. Will he have the heart to make Disa lose her grumpy smile on her children later?

Is it really possible that he was wrong to ask Disa to marry him?

*****