Marry The Heir
Cue ball

A cafe with a modern design is in sight. Disa arrived with Kean while Adam had already arrived at the cafe because he was picked up by the cafe owner named Jesica. When they arrived at the cafe, they were greeted by a waitress who smiled kindly.

“Have a reservation kak?” ask the woman.

It turns out that you have to make a reservation first to enter the cafe which is indeed impressed exclusive. In the parking lot alone lined up luxury cars and almost all the seats were filled.

“We are invited jesica.” Answer Kean briefly.

“Oh please. Sis Jes wait on the 2nd floor kak.” The woman who pointed towards the stairs.

Kean no longer chimed in. He was quite uncomfortable with the waiter's gaze on him. Apparently wearing a hat does not necessarily hide the aura of a Kean.

“Still mba.” He said those two words.

The woman was only fixated, apparently not finished the enchanted feeling on the figure of the young master walking in front of Disa.

They walked up the stairs. The second floor is not as large as the first floor but the impression is very exclusive. There are only a few billiard tables with 4 sets of large sized sofas. In one corner there is a mini bar, with a pair of lovers who are,

Oow... Can immediately turn around when he saw Adam who was engrossed ***** lip of a girl. Maybe it was a woman named Jesica. His hands had even swirled everywhere, as if it didn't matter if people saw them.

“Bro!” call a man who is none other than Reza. He was sitting in one corner of the sofa with model Clara Davina.

Kean walked over to his best friend. But suddenly his steps stopped when he realized that Disa was not behind him. He quickly turned his head and looked Disa who was still on her back while closing her eyes.

“Can!” his calls offset the sound of music that warms the atmosphere of the cafe.

“Yes me!” his reflexes are good. He immediately turned around with both eyes hesitating for him to open.

Kean just shook his head. He approached Disa and grabbed her hand for her to pull.

“You are not a minor right?” asked Kean without letting go of his hand. He knew Disa was not used to what she saw.

“No sir. I already have a KTP.” Answer innocently.

Kean only smiled amusedly at Disa's reply. “Then, open your eyes. Suppose you don't see what adam did.” Kean removed his hand from Disa.

“Good sir.” When he opened his eyes, it turned out that the distance was already far from Adam and Jesica.

In front of him was Reza who smiled at him with Clara beside him. Clara seemed to be sipping smoke from a cigarette. The smell of his menthol really smelled, apparently he was a smoker too.

“Gue guess adam failed to make it the same disa.” Reza said as he raised his hand to invite Kean tos.

“Lo know how adam persuaded people right?” Timpal Kean who welcomed tos Reza then embraced it.

“Hahaha yes, already dear. Hay sa,” Reza reached out her hand at Disa.

“Hay sis.” Replying to Reza's hand and for a while the two looked at each other. This evening Disa does look sweet wearing blue jeans with orange tops.

Kean looked at Disa's hand held tightly by Reza. I don't know why his chest feels a little tight.

“You want to stand?” said Clara who turned off a cigarette and put it in an ashtray.

“Oh, yes sit.” Reza quickly woke up. He took off his hand and pulled out the chair for Disa. “Sit sa.” Its effects.

“Still brother.” Disa sat on the chair that Reza pulled and Reza sat next to her. Meanwhile, Kean sat down with Clara.

“Where, was it jammed?” ask Reza.

“Lumayan. Maybe because of weekend.” The blushing Sahut Disa.

“Pasti really pegel ya on the road if jammed so.”

Kean who heard his best friend's question just clucked.

“Gue the pegel. Do you not want me?” cetusya.

“Hahhaa.. O yes, you who brought the car must be lo who pegel. Want me a pijitin?” ledek Reza on his best friend.

Kean just sniffed his shoulder lazily.

“Lo want to drink what?” ask Clara who is tired of seeing her best friend's stale bases on Disa. “Inget yes, here no orange juice.”

Almost Disa ordered the menu but Clara had reminded her first.

“Es sweet tea maybe?” changed Reza who asked.

“Kalo want sweet iced tea, you take him to warteg.” Timpal Clara throws a match at Reza.

“Hahahha.. Cute lo Claire.” Reza was even broken.

Clara raised her hand to call the servant. A man's servant approached him shortly.

“You want to miss kak?”

“Hem. Recommended non-alcoholic drinks for this little adek.” Clara pointed to Disa. Little sister said. But unfortunately, Disa could not protest. “Lo drink what?” he asked Kean.

“Non alcohol too. The recommended.” Chilled relaxed.

“You who couple kak?” haggling waitress cafe.

“So that's like that too?” Reza asked.

“Iya brother. There is a complete package with snack food, French fries and sausage.” The light of the man.

“Ya already, that's aja.” Timpal Kean without asking for Disa's approval.

Couple food, just think about it. But funny too.

After ordering, the waiter left immediately. Leaving three friends who returned to talk casually.

“Continue we are here just to squirm the hunchback nggeluarin kamasutrinya?” ask Clara who set her sights on Adam who is still engrossed with Jesica.

He did not dare to look at it at all. He could imagine what Adam was doing with his girlfriend.

“No, while waiting for food couple lo, play yuk!” take Reza to Kean.

“Who is afraid. Are you ready to cry?” timpal Kean is out of place.

“Gue ready to slaughter lo!” sahut while taking billiard sticks that he mashed the ends with chalk.

They picked the nearest billiard table. Within a few moments the game began.

“Lo seems to be getting more familiar with the same. How's his son?” Reza who asked first when he had done the first sodokan to disperse the cue ball that was originally gathered in the middle of the table.

“What do you mean what?” Kean was still waiting for his turn as one ball went into his hole.

“Yes I mean the nature of his son. I want to know more about him.” Reza made a frank point.

For Kean it sucks to talk about a girl he knows with the Casanova.

“Why, you like her?” Kean took his turn to poke the ball.

Reza seemed to be smiling to himself. “Kalo lo yourself?” he asked back.

“CTAK!!” one direct hit made three balls into the hole. He had no interest in answering Reza's question. After all, he had not thought about what he felt like to Disa.

“Kalo you like, lo deketin lah. Do not make a baper already so you are busy the same laen.” That's Kean's answer.

Reza chuckled at the answer of his best friend.

“Nyokap continues the development of my relationship is the same in. I think he expects more.” Reza's words sounded serious enough to make Kean pause his focus on cue ball.

It felt uncomfortable when he heard Reza's words.

As long as Kean thought, Reza leaned against the billiard table. He looked at Disa who was talking to Clara and seemed a little uncomfortable.

“What do you think if I seriously disa?” the question slid perfectly from the mouth of Reza and made Kean's mood to play disappear just like that.

“Gue dare not bet anything. I know lo.” The ideal while shooting the white ball right to push another ball into the hole.

Reza just smiled faintly. *Track record-*nya in approaching women is not too good. Many girls are heartbroken because they cannot be serious. But when he saw Disa\, was he really able to get serious with this young girl who was almost 9 years old?

Reza turned around and continued his game. Only a few balls left by Kean.

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“Lo making?” Clara puts her cigarette on Disa.

“Em no mba, thanks.” Then memilik memukuyah fries in his hand. He said it was a French fries couple, but only he enjoyed it.

Disa turned to look Kean who seemed fun playing with Reza. Several times Reza snorted in annoyance at running out of opportunities to subvert his best friend. But Reza's annoyance actually made Disa smile to herself, anxious to see Reza's expression.

“Udah how long do you work at home kean?” Clara continued her curiosity. Like a detective who interrogates a criminal he looks at cynically.

Disa immediately shifted her gaze and focused on Clara.

“Em, almost 4 months mba.” Timpal Disa is still trying to remember.

“Gue don't like to call me mba, I'm not mba lo. Mending you call me Claire or clara.” His protest that returned lit a cigarette in his hand.

Apparently this beautiful model is addicted to smoking.

“Oh sorry mba. Uh I mean Claire.” Fearfully speaking the name of Clara.

Clara just clucked in annoyance. He was not very comfortable interacting with Disa. He remembered who Disa was and who she was. Their distance is too far. But when Disa called him mba, it seemed to remind Clara of the servant who also worked at her home. Every morning he screamed for the waiter with the call.

A phone call paused Clara and Disa's conversation.

“Iya mih?” he said after answering his phone. “I'm still outside, why?”

“Hem, I'm home now.” His impulse once then disconnected his call.

“Gue go home first. Lo abisin food.” Cetus beautiful woman while taking her handbag and then move.

“I-iya Claire, be careful on the road.” Sahut Disa's.

Clara only smiled faintly and continued her footsteps.

“Where's Claire?” reza asked when she saw Clara approaching him.

“Bokap tell go home. Something important he said.”

“You want me anter?”

“Iya! It was you who brought me here.” Fiercely fierce.

“That's a hell of a lot like me!” Reza chuckles amusedly while rubbing Clara's head.

Disa, who was looking at her place, rubbed her hair. It seemed, the rubbing on his head by Reza, was no longer special because the man did not just do it to him. Perhaps Clara who more often gets that gentle swab. I don't know why the heart of Disa melos when imagining this. Like disappointed but don't know for what reason.

“Sa, first yes!” reza from a distance.

The surprised one just nodded. Before long, Reza left while embracing Clara's shoulder beside him. Why was there such a disappointment appearing on his chest?

“Can!” call Kean who is already beside Disa. Since then Disa daydreamed, looking at the direction of the passing of Reza who went with Clara until she did not realize that her young master was already beside her.

“Yes me!” he said with round eyes in shock.

Kean could see the look on Disa's face, disappointed to see Reza leaving with Clara.

“They've been good friends since childhood. Clara is already like a sister to reza.” Bright Kean without asking. He was like being able to read the thought of Disa who was laughing without any direction.

“Kak reza so protect clara.” He muttered with a smile. But Kean was sure it wasn't a smile of happiness.

“All girls for him are a sister.” Mumbled Kean who can still be heard by Disa.

“Iya?” Disa wanted to clarify her hearing.

“Hah?” changing Kean who was shocked because it turned out Disa heard his mutter. “I mean, do you want to play billiard?” he tried to shift Disa's focus by showing Billiard sticks to Disa.

Disa smiled thinly. The man in the hat tried to divert the conversation.

“Good. Let's just say I didn't hear the master say.” Inner Disa while smiling at Kean.

“I can't play billiard sir.” I'm actually Disa.

“Try it first.” He said while attracting the tanan Disa. I don't know since when he began to often pull the hand of Disa and Disa did not reject it.

They're at the billiard table. Cue ball has been tidied by Kean using a billiard rack. The balls are neatly arranged to form a triangle with each other firmly attached to each other.

“Try!” Kean gave the stick he held to Disa.

With doubt Disa took it. There was no harm in trying. After all this was not a match and there was no one else on this floor other than him and Kean. And Adam? I don't know where the love-drunk couple went.

“Hold the stick using the dominant hand. If your dominant hand is right, then hold the stick with your right hand.” Kean began to give instructions to Disa while approaching her. He was following what Kean instructed and grasped his stick tightly.

“Hand the stick with the thumb and the other four fingers as the support. Remember that shot control depends a lot on the position of your hand.” Kean positioned the stick between the thumb and index finger stacked with the middle finger.

“Hold the stick casually. Don't strain.“ Kean patted the shoulder of Disa who looked tense, making Disa reflex exhale her breath slowly.

“Hold the stick right next to the hip.” Pull out Disa's right hand and place it on the right flank.

This time Kean moved behind Disa's body, slightly bending Disa's shoulders until her tall body curved over Disa's body. “Position the hand about 10 to 12 cm from the end of the stick so that the grip is strong perfectly.” His scales were unknowingly Kean's head was already above his right shoulder. He clearly heard Kean's voice in his ears following his warm breath brushing his unraveling hair.

“Open the other hand and place it on the end of the stick on the table. Make the bridge open by stretching the fingers. Form the letter V with the thumb and the other four fingers. Pinch the tip of the stick between your thumb and index finger. Make sure the stick tip position remains strong.” Kean was the one who moved the position of the stick and the finger of Disa painstakingly. The longer it felt like Kean's body was curling over his body.

“Customize the height of the stick by raising and lowering the tip of the stick grasped by the right hand.” He also grasped Disa's right hand so that the stick stuck perfectly.

“Note the angle of the ball to be shot with a slight bending of the body.” Looking at Disa, he looked at her.

Can be seen Disa's face flushed with sweat points on her forehead and cheeks. Smelled the scent of Disa's hair that almost stuck to the tip of her nose. I don't know, Kean really likes the smell of Disa's hair.

“Make sure the hand is not tense when holding the stick, especially when going to shoot because it will make the angle of the shot so miss.” Kean was still talking while looking at Disa's face up close. He looked at Disa's pinched lips, it seemed like this girl was very tense.

When viewed from behind, the figure of Disa covered entirely by Kean's body. The people who saw would not have expected that there was a girl in Kean's kungkung.

“When the ball has been hit, do not stretch your hand. Stay relaxed hand holding the stick while staying focused on seeing the ball.” This is the last instruction Kean who still enjoys the fragrance of Disa's hair. If heard more carefully, his voice is getting hoarse and sounds sexy until the feathers I sit Disa bristling at the same time.

“Do!” exclaim Kean.

Disa's reflex poked the ball in front of her because it was like there was a bang from Kean's voice that made her push the stick quite strongly.

“CTAK!” white ball rolling, hit the yellow ball, then they split and “Trang!” one purple color ball went into the outlet hole.

“YES!!” exclaiming Disa while soaring.

“Awwhh!!” Kean complained because unknowingly Disa had elbowed his stomach.

“Hah, sorry my master accidentally.” Said Disa who immediately turned around.

But without him knowing, Kean and himself were too close. Until when turning around the face of the two were only a few cents away. It was also because of the height of Disa's body which was under Kean. If only their height was the same, perhaps the noses of both would intersect.

“My stomach hurts.” Kean complained while pulling Disa's hand and placing it on his flat stomach.

“Sa-I'm sorry sir.” Said Disa with stammering. For the first time he felt very nervous to see Kean's dense netra that seemed to lock his gaze.

Kean only fell silent and still held onto Disa's hand. The atmosphere of the room feels so hot with the heart that is jumping like it will be separated from its place. He could feel the breath of Disa that hit his face. Within a few moments the two fell silent to each other. The longer the distance between the two faces the closer.  There is a desire in Kean's heart to kiss the lips of Disa who is pink.

“Why is it so tempting?” inner Kean with a passion that he could barely bear.

Disa closed her eyes timidly. His breathing seemed to stop blowing because Kean was getting closer.

However, something whispered in Kean's heart. “Remember, you respect it.” The angel whisper next to Kean.

“Shit!” swearing Kean in the heart. He immediately turned his face away and pulled his body from Disa. He also let go of the hands of Disa who was originally very tight.

No, this has to end. Yeah, it has to end.

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