It's like, I'm in Love

Ch. 29

"Good morning Young Master." Greet Desi as she saw Alfian enter the kitchen.

Alfian's steps came to a halt, his happy smile fading away instantly. He stood up while holding each other, watching Desi preparing her food.

When Desi turned his head back, he was surprised Alfian was still standing pecking. Even staring hard at him.

Duh, Young Master is angry. What else is wrong?

"Sir, breakfast is sud...." Desi folded her lips inward. He knows where his mistake lies.

"Have you remembered?" Ask Alfian.

Desi grimacing. "Sorry."

"It's not that easy."

Desi immediately held her lower lip and showed a small wound.

"I'm a thrush."

Alfian's eyebrows clutched together, he rushed over to prove Desi's remark.

"Ck." Alfian clucked in annoyance. "Why can?"

"Why can?" Desi repeated Alfian's question. "Can you ask why?"

Alfian scratched his head. "Yes, his name is also hot."

Desi shook her head. Then arrange Alfian breakfast in kitchen island.

"Cock just one serving, hon?"

"I'll just be."

"No, just eat both. I don't accept honey's rejection." Alfian's words were full of emphasis.

If this is the case, Desi can only take a breath. This forcing master doesn't want to be rejected. Finally Desi took a plate, two pieces of fresh bread and chocolate jam. Not to forget he poured juice for himself and brought it all to the dining table.

With a perfectly fluffy smile, Alfian brought his own food and followed Desi to the dining table.

"Honey, later to the pharmacy continue to buy medicine for wounds ya." Alfian said after gulping down his juice.

"No need, I'll heal myself." Sahut Desi then began to enjoy his bread.

Alfian did not respond immediately. He enjoyed the food first.

"Cure long hon. I can't kiss you later."

Desi eyes perfectly rounded.

"No, it doesn't mean that later you are in pain and the wound is getting wider." Error Alfian.

"The first most honest sentence." Sahut Desi then bit his bread with a piece.

Alfian smiled amusedly, he held back his anxiety at Desi's expression. The two continued eating in silence. But occasionally the two stared at each other while throwing a smile.

Owenhhhh...... The world, the world belongs to both. The author and the one who reads are just contracted.

"Hon, make lunch for lunch."

"What do you want?"

"As far as you. Because whatever you cook, it tastes good."

Desi was flattered by Alfian's praise. His heart was blossoming, but his mouth said something else.

"Hmm." Desi Cibir.

"Serious hon."

"Yes, yes."

But Alfian seemed to think of something until he changed his mind.

"Not being hon, I'm going home."

Desi smiled thinly. "Walded or home?"

"home."

"Related?"

Alfian gulped his juice until it ran out. "Related."

"All right then."

Alfian rubbed Desi's hand fondly. "Thank you hon. I'm leaving first." Alfian stood up and leaned his body. He kissed Desi's forehead feelingly.

Desi's breath choked, she felt the sincere affection of Alfian. Making Desi close her eyes enjoying Alfian's kiss.

"Love you." Alfian turned the kiss on Desi's forehead to his lips. Short, without additional movement.

Desi stood up and led Alfian to the door. "Be careful on the road."

"Yes dear." Alfian rubbed Desi's head.

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Alfian smiled as he read the message from Desi. Mommy comes and takes Desi shopping. Just a message like that without romantic words. But able to make the work spirit of Alfian increase.

"Rama. It's home apparently." Greet Alfian as she moves away from her desk.

The two sat on the sofa that was in the middle of Alfian's room.

"How's Nayra doing?"

"It's good, Mas. Actually, I came home yesterday. But because of the bad weather, my head hurt. That's not why I work."

Alfian nodded, he understood. "Oh, it's okay. But today it's ready to work, right?"

"Ready, it's sir." Rama is back in formal fashion.

"Good." Alfian gave his thumbs up and took the file that Rama had brought.

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"Desi, you sure you just need this?" Madam Rara asked as she looked at the shopping cart that Desi was holding.

"Yes Madam. If you follow the original recipe, it still needs many other ingredients. Not even in this store. I have already made an economical version. So we just use the materials that are there, madam." Definitely Desi.

Rara nodded her head. Both of them immediately headed to the cashier to pay for groceries.

After Desi finished cooking for lunch, Rara came to visit and took her away. Because today Rara wants to eat a cake and she asks Desi to make it.

Rara accidentally brings Desi to shop outside the apartment environment so that the girl is not saturated.

Pak Jaya approached the two as soon as she saw Madam Rara and Desi coming out of the store. Quickly, the driver of the Adhyaksa family took all the bags held by the two women of different ages.

"Thank you sir." Desi.

"Yes, miss, you're the same." Pak Jaya slightly lowered her head. Makes Desi feel uncomfortable because she feels on the same level. The man walked quickly to the car to arrange the shopping bags he was holding.

Far behind him, Madam Rara and Desi walked over while chatting lightly. Suddenly from the side came a man who was walking quickly towards Madam Rara. After getting close, he quickly pulled the handbag that Rara was holding.

Madam Rara was surprised and unprepared to make the bag easily come off.

"Akh!!!" Madam Rara shrieked feeling pain in her wrist.

When the young man was about to run away, Desi managed to hold one of the young man's hands. Pulling happens too.

"Please! Help me!" Desi shouted with all her might. He had managed to grab Madam Rara's bag.

Pak Jaya turned around and immediately ran over, as did some people who were in the area. Seeing the arrival of several people, the young man jerked his hands and took off the bag he was holding then fled.

Desi is in an interesting position, unprepared. His body staggered backwards. Desi fell very hard.

"Ouch!!!"

Desi's eyes were twitching. He felt pain in his head due to a very strong impact with the paving block of the shop yard.

"Dessiii!!!" Madam Rara rushed over. "Where is sick? Mr. Jayaaa.... Mr. Jayaaa."

Pak Jaya who was about to pursue the young man had also abandoned his intentions and returned to Rara.

"I'm Madam."

"Let's help get Desi to the car, we're going to the hospital."

Pak Jaya and Rara immediately helped Desi stand up. Desi bit her lips, her eyebrows twitched together, she endured the excruciating pain at the back of the head.

"Hold it Desi." Rara said to make Desi feel better. He knew his words would not help much.

As soon as the car moves to the hospital. Rara immediately called Doctor Haryadi and told him about Desi's condition. Immediately after hanging up the phone, the doctor called the emergency department to prepare.

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Meanwhile in the office, Alfian held back from seeing Sima in his room. Alfian just signed a cooperation with a businessman in city B for the construction of a type 54 housing, for the middle economy.

Mr. Prasetyo, an old man of almost 60 years old, has only been Sima's husband for two days. With the reason of wanting to get to know the business of the Husband, Sima forced to participate in the meeting Prasetyo and Alfian.

Not knowing his embarrassment, Sima glanced mischievously several times while flirting with Alfian while Prasetyo was busy reading the file. Actually Alfian did not want to look at Sima at all. However, she pretended to ask about work. So Alfian answered and looked at her.

"Darling, how? Are you starting to understand this job?" Prasetyo asked Sima.

"Yes, I've already." Sima replied with a voice made as bright as possible.

"Sir Alfian, if I am watching in town B, please contact my wife if there is any need regarding work."

Prasetyo's offer makes Sima's netra shiny. He has access to the incredible world to go back to chasing Alfian.

"This project will be handled by Brother Dwi. If Madam Prasetyo or we have something to talk about, then we can communicate through Brother Dwi." Rama represents Alfian.

Prasetyo nodded his head. Sima swallowed his disappointment because Alfian did not handle the job directly. Sima will not give up. At least he has an access card to be able to visit Alfian at the office.

Alfian stood up, he felt he had enough and would hand the rest of the meeting to Rama and Dwi.

"It's nice to work with you, sir." Alfian said as he shook hands with Prasetyo.

"I feel the same way too, Mr. Alfian. You're wonderful young people." Puji Prasetyo's.

"thank you. Next will be taken care of by Brother Rama and Brother Dwi. Excuse me for continuing with other work." Pamit Alfian, he lowered his head slightly.

"Please sir."

Sima put on her best smile, even hoping that Alfian would shake her hand as well. Unfortunately Alfian did not stare at him in the slightest, let alone shake hands. Rama silently smiled in satisfaction when he saw Sima's disappointed face.

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