Marry The Heir
Paradisa doctrine

Like an undead, Shafira walked into the house with her shaky footsteps. There were 2 loyal people waiting for him with anxious faces at the door mouth, Marwan and Kinar. Unfortunately, it wasn't the two people that Shafira wanted to see. They are always there, but they are not what they need.

“Young moon.” Excited Kinar who immediately approached Shafira. “Are you okay?”

This middle-aged woman looked anxious looking at Shafira's messy appearance with her pale face. He grabs Shafira's arm but Shafira brushes over. He prefers to continue his steps towards the steps to the 2nd floor where his room is located.

At the end of the last rung of stairs Shafira stood. He looked at the spacious room with only one set of sofas. On his left side were several rooms adjacent to each other. Liana's room, hers, Kean's room and of course at the other end is Arini's room.

Each of them had locked the door tightly, with no sound that Shafira could hear from outside. It turned out, the two people he expected to care about him did not even wait for him much less have the intention to meet him. His hopes were crushed just like that, there was no place that welcomed him well, everyone was like never expecting his presence. With a weak step Shafira entered her room, then locked the door tightly.

He leaned against the door leaf, cupped his face and then pulled his messy hair.it felt so heavy the day he passed with many unexpected surprises and he never thought. Several times he sighed, still wanting to cry but it felt like his tears were already dry. His throat was sore but the feeling stuck in his chest was still strong.

What happens in this house cannot be digested easily by reason. Trying to understand what is currently happening turned out to be a dead end in his mind. Wanting to ignore it also felt so difficult. Why is everyone so runnyam?

Shafira stepped onto the sofa next to her bedroom window. He laid his body curled up while playing the fine hairs of the pillow he was holding. His mind was re-enlightened even though no clue had appeared in his mind. Maybe for a while he wanted to be like this. Drowning in his own mind without anyone bothering. Let his little brain tired by itself, until finally he can sleep in the embrace of the night.

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A cell phone ringing sounded quietly at the tip of Hisa's ear. Only a moment later did Disa close her eyes and try to sleep. But the voice had already disturbed him first and further removed the drowsiness he had painstakingly accumulated.

Trying not to get involved in the family's personal affairs turned out to be quite difficult. The more he tried to ignore, the further he became interested in the maelstrom of trouble in this family. He tried not to care but, ignoring the situation was not an easy thing to do. The corner of his heart felt and his brain thought.

Maybe it should be, he never entered this house because it turns out, he cannot be indifferent to the circumstances in this house.

The cell phone he put on the table. There was a message coming in and when he saw the sender Can be stunned until he immediately woke up and straightened his body.

“Bring me a warm drink.” Write the message Kean sent.

What time is it, Disa saw the clock on the wall of her room, it was 11 pm and her young master was still awake. Maybe his young master also had insomnia tonight.

“You've slept?” the second message was sent by Kean and made Disa immediately reply to him.

“Please wait a minute sir, I will make.” Reply with quickly.

He immediately tied his hair as neat as possible and then changed his negligent clothes with a waiter uniform. He was so rushed out of his room that his sandal was kicked.

“Haish! So careless!” Is afraid of himself who when in a hurry even there are things that make his work become longer.

He went into the kitchen to make a drink. Some spices and rhizomes in the decoction. Do not forget to add sugar cubes after that in the filter and put it into a glass. He also looked for snacks to accompany the drinks he made. There was not much time and before Kean sent him back a message, he had to hurry away.

“Master, I'm disa.”  Said Disa while in front of Kean's room door.

“Log.”

Disa sighed for a while before making a smile arch on her lips. He must prepare before meeting Kean who may be in a bad mood. “Goodnight sir. I brought you a warm drink.”

Enter Kean's room which looks bright. Kean sat on his bed with his laptop still on next to him.

“Put it there.” Pointing a table near the window.

From his place, Kean still noticed Disa who moved to and fro and then put a warm drink and a snack on the table. The actual drink was only an excuse so that He could meet Disa again.

“Can!”

“Ya Me!” Disa immediately turned around as her young master called out to her. There was a faint smile that Kean tried to hide when he saw the face of Disa who was in front of him. The response was always quick and the answer was always ringing in Kean's ears, making him want to hear it again.  “There's more you need sir?” looking at Kean who was just speechless and just looking at him.

To be honest Kean only wanted to mention the name but it turned out to have a long tail by having to look for a topic of conversation or find a reasonable reason.

He moved from his place, approached Disa then took a glass of warm drink made by Disa. One sip he enjoyed slowly. The smell of ginger combined with other spices makes the airway feel relieved and the throat feels warm.

“It looks like you are pretty close to the kid?” at the end of his gulp Kean started the question.

“The child?” Can repeat a piece of Kean's sentence while scrunched his forehead.

“Your young lady. You call him.” Kean clarified the question. Since at the cafe, he really wanted to ask this question to Disa and the one asked smiled.

“Non fira's. As soon as I call him mister.” Review Disa with a smile.

Why is it so easy to smile when not everything is fun?

“Terusslah. I don't care what call you use on that crybaby.” Kean sat his body on the sofa once then gulped down a drink that felt comfortable in his throat.

“Unfortunately he always felt lonely sir.” Replying to Kean's gaze with his heart-changing look. Like there was a message he was trying to convey to Kean.

For a while Kean stared at Disa before then throwing his gaze in the other direction.

“No business with me.” Kean clucked in his heart. It turned out that his intention to speak stale even became long. Happy and upset at the same time.pleased because Disa was longer nearby and upset because it seems he chose the topic wrong.

“Of course there is a master.” Disa said with certainty. He looked at Kean who chose to play the glass in his hand. “Any time young lady always tries to get closer to the people around her. On the great mistress, the great lord, on us the servants and of course on you.”

“Only, not everyone saw his earnest efforts especially give him a chance.” Disa seemed a little dreamy when she remembered Shafira's efforts to get close to her family but never came to fruition. Everything is always in its place and cannot be achieved.

“Do not joke there, there is no such thing in our family.” Kean started to get hooked. Her thin lips revealed a sarcastic smile. He felt that Disa was mocking him.

“Why is it so hard for you to admit that you care sir?”

“Don't having a family and getting to know more closely who our family is a fortune? Not everyone has that chance.” It sounds more excited.

“Quite disa!” Kean put his glass down violently making Disa stunned in place.

The man moved out of his place and stared at Disa sharply.

“Never infer from just what you see. You don't know anything about this family.” Kean with the intonation of his voice that began to rise. Maybe for him Disa started crossing the line.

“Ma-forgive my sass sir.” Disa looked nervous and chose to look down avoiding Kean's gaze. “I don't mean to offend you, just, please accept non fira's good intentions to get close to you. Only once. Because I know actually you also care about non fira.” His voice sounded trembling with the hand that twisted the apron. He should not start this sensitive conversation because if it continues it will make uncomfortable but if it ends it will further make misunderstandings.

“CK!” Kean squealed. It was like telling him to do the impossible. Let Shafira get close? Where possible.

“You don't know anything about this family. After all, on what basis do you think I care about that child? If your reason is because I want to pick up the child, do not be too confident, I can do that to anyone.” Said Kean cynically. He wanted to end the thought of Disa who was too good to think and introduce it to the reality. Yeah, that's how his family is.

Disa seemed to shake her head and looked back at Kean. He has not given up on arguing. With the rest of his courage he looked at the pair of eyes that were barking at him.

“Master did not say anything bad you could have said to hurt non fira. But that's how strong the master held him. If not for caring, I'm sure master wouldn't have done it. And you know, if all this is not a non fira.” error

“DIAMEN YOU!” snapping Kean until Disa was aghast.

He was very upset by what Disa had said from the beginning. He always tries to convince Kean that Kean cares about Shafira. And his anger this time, not because Disa was heard to continue defending Shafira but because what Disa said might be true. And he hated to admit it.

“Sa-I'm sorry sir for my sassness.” sound Can be stammered with a very noticeable nervous feeling. He did not expect that his young master would be this angry.

Kean did not stop. He walked over to Disa and made the girl take a few steps back until her back touched the wall. His steps stopped but Kean got closer. They stood facing a very close distance. With her teary eyes, Disa returned Kean's sharp gaze to her.

Kean brought his face closer, making Disa close her eyes while throwing a look in the other direction. He pursed his lips tightly with bated breath.

“Never ask me to let that little boy into my life. Or, you must be responsible if something bad happens to the child kecl it.” Whisper Kean with great emphasis.

Nodding quickly, “Ba-good sir.” Disabled with bated breath. It seemed like he was very afraid of Kean's anger.

While Kean was still in his position looking at Disa's face with a very close distance. He could smell the scent of Disa's hair that he liked so much, he could see the movement of Disa's chest that rose and fell faster because of fear. His breath sounded roaring. Somehow there was an unusual feeling that Kean felt when their distance was too close.

“Shit!” kean snorted while pulling his body away from Disa. Although he refused but his brain even continued to think about the sentence Disa a moment ago.

Looking at Kean who was away, Disa was finally able to sigh in relief. He rubbed his chest that was pounding very fast while swallowing his saliva violently. When kean was nearby, he did not even dare to breathe and tightened his throat to swallow the saliva. He was so afraid because he knew he had made the lion angry.

“Out!” exclaim Kean without looking at Disa. The longer Disa was around him the more thoughts and feelings fluttered in his chest.

“Good sir. I'm a filler.” He said as he left Kean who was still arguing between his thoughts and feelings.

After his death, Kean again dropped his body on the sofa. He rubbed his head that felt dizzy. The longer, the more his life principles began to be shifted by Disa just because of the plain sentences that were thrown from his mouth.

Why is this girl so easy to doctrine her mind? Why did he make Kean have to think about his simple sentence but make his mind complicated?

Arrgghhhhh! I think he's very upset.

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