It's like, I'm in Love

Ch. 3

Alfian occupied apartment has two rooms.1 main room and 1 guest room, all equipped with bathroom facilities inside. Then there is a room right next to the guest room. Alfian used that as his study.

Desi was astonished because the kitchen and public bathroom and laundry room were in the front, the right door after the entrance. The guest room is directly across from the kitchen.

And what makes Desi feel a little depressed is, the dining table merges with the kitchen. That means, every activity can be under the supervision of the employer who is eating.

Mmhhh, that's it. How else if the design of the apartment is like this. Then I have to work as well as possible so that the employer is happy and I am not fired.

After walking around to see all the rooms, Desi went into the guest room which is now her room to put the bag as advised by Mrs Rara. Desi smiled looking at the rest of her new room. He lay down for a moment and sat down immediately.

"Can you wake up in the morning? The mattress is so soft. I could sleep. Hihih." Desi chuckles to herself after feeling the comfort of her resting place.

He walked over to the mirror on the dresser. Both of his hands were outstretched cupping his own cheeks, his eyes were already glazed over.

"Thank God." She sagged again, then dried the tears that began to pool using the backs of her hands.

Once felt enough, Desi immediately walked out and re-joined Mrs Rara and Mbak Pratiwi in the living room.

"I'm going home. Happy work, Desi." Pratiwi said as soon as he saw Desi.

Desi nodded and smiled. "Thank you very much Ma'am."

"Save your number, right?"

"Yes, I have."

Pratiwi pulls Desi and hugs the girl.

"You're patient. Hard work." Pratiwi.

Desi nodded faintly so as not to arouse suspicion towards Madam Rara.

Desi and Mrs Rara drove Pratiwi to the door. Then Madam Rara again explained some details of Alfian's habits.

"You don't worry about forgetting. I've recorded everything in the little orange book on the table by the fridge."

Desi smiles with relief. "Thank you, Madam."

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The sound of the bell rang, Rara immediately headed to the door and opened it.

"Home home?" Rara asked Alfian and only answered with a nod of her head.

"Good, come with you to the kitchen." Without saying a word, Alfian followed in his mother's footsteps.

When she turned and entered the kitchen door, Alfian was surprised by the figure of the girl who was sideways near the big window while arranging flowers in a glass vase. The afternoon sunlight that entered through the window made the girl appear radiant.

Alfian frowned, thinking that Mother had reintroduced her friends' children to Alfian. The girl was rather tall, although Alfian was much taller. His body is totally proportional. With slightly wavy and long black hair passing through the shoulders.

Rara approached the girl and said something Alfian could not hear. The girl looked a little surprised and put down her flowers then walked down following Mother Rara who approached Alfian.

"Fian, this is your new servant, his name is Desi." Said Bunda Rara while swinging his hands pointing towards the back.

"Good afternoon Young Master." Desi bowed respectfully then again raised her face. But he did not dare to look at Alfian's face.

Alfian only nodded, but it was useless because all Desi saw was the tie of the Young Master in navy blue. So he didn't know how Alfian was expression.

Desi lowered her head again with both hands clutched in front. He was ready to wait for the next command.

"You make two cups of tea. Take it to the balcony next door." Tell Mrs Rara.

"Good Mistress."

The next balcony that Rara means is a balcony that extends from the living room to the kitchen. The apartment has three balconies. The first is a long balcony called Mrs Rara. Then the balcony that extends from the living room to the workspace. And the last is a small balcony in the master bedroom.

Rara came home after it was night. And all afternoon since his first meeting with Alfian, Desi had not heard a word from the Young Master's mouth. But he didn't think too much about it. Desi focused on doing her job as written in the book.

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Desi kept some new numbers listed in the book. That is the main house phone number, Madam Rara's mobile number and also Young Master Alfian's number. Although Desi did not understand whether it was important, but he still followed the instructions given by Mrs Rara.

Desi put her book and smartphone on the dressing table then lay down. But he did not fall asleep immediately, his eyes glaring at the ceiling of the room.

The Flashback

Desi who had finished wearing clothes jumped back when the door of her room was opened by a young man who was none other than her half-sister.

"Can't you do it first?!" Desi did not like her half-brother very much.

The young man tried to harass her several times when Desi came home for a vacation. Therefore, during the semester break, Desi very rarely returned home and chose to find a part-time job.

"The more days, the more beautiful you are, Des." Said the young man while leaning against the doorway. Shamelessly he blatantly scanned Desi's body.

Desi approached the door and was about to close it. But the young man held back with both hands.

"Mas Bagas what the hell?!" Hardik Desi is upset. "Side, I'm gonna close the door!"

"Don't be angry that dong is beautiful." Bagas reached out his hand to menoel Desi's chin. But quickly Desi dodged.

Bagas chuckled, he left after grinding mischievously at Desi. Leaving behind Desi who continued to nag without a sound.

Desi immediately closed the door and locked it. He then resumed his activity of rearranging his clothes and valuables. He had been home for a week, but for a week Desi felt like he was living in hell. So he decided to return to the city of Y.

Desi came out of the room when it was late afternoon. He stared at the wall clock in the living room.

"It's half five, but I haven't come home yet." He murmured while looking towards the yard.

Desi decided to go to the kitchen and cook dinner. While at work, he did not realize that Bagas was observing him from the connecting door of the kitchen and dining room.

Suddenly Desi felt her throat slightly itchy. He put down a knife and wanted to get some water. Desi was suffocated in shock with the figure of Bagas standing in silence and looking at her with a hard-to-understand look.

Yet just a step past the young man, Bagas had already caught Desi's waist.

"Aaakkhhh Mas, pelein, and desi!" Desi thrashing. But Bagas did not pierce the cry of his half-brother.

Desi managed to escape, crying she ran towards the room. But Bagas again caught him and hugged Desi's waist. His embrace grew tighter, no matter how Desi rampaged.

Because Desi did not stop rebelling, Bagas lost his balance until the two fell on the floor with the position of Bagas who still hugged Desi.

"Aackh!" Desi was in pain as her head hit the floor. "PLEASE! HELP U! HELP!" Desi shouted with all her might. Finally Bagas smothers Desi's mouth, flips her body and overlaps the girl from behind.

Soon some neighbors and Mr. RT came. Surprised by the arrival of the men, Bagas immediately let go of Desi.

"What is this?!" Ask Mr. RT with an angry face.

Desi looked at the people who came with tears in her eyes. "Sir, please Desi sir."

The men immediately entered, Mr. RT helped Desi to stand up.

"Mas.Mas Bagas wants me.. harassed me Sir." Desi said while crying bitterly.

He closed his own mouth to suppress his voice.

"Lied!!!" Bagas. "He was the one who teased me first sir."

Desi's head spun rapidly, he stared at Bagas in disbelief.

"I rejected him, so he shouted and performed as if he were the victim."

"Lied Sir!" Desi looked at Bagas with guts. "He's the guilty one."

Bagas quickly headed to the dining table and picked up his smartphone.

"This sir, I have proof. He often sends indecent messages to tease me."

Mata Desi bought, he was about to seize the smartphone Bagas, but too late. Mr. RT took it first. Mr. RT's face flushed red after reading the contents of the messages. He looked at Desi with disappointment.

The man immediately took his own smartphone. Then match the number listed on the sender of the message with the Desi number that he stored.

"I. This is Nak Desi's number." Said Mr. RT again.

Desi shook her head. "No sir, it's slander. I never send a teasing message." Desi hysterical. "Let me see the message, sir."

"Don't sir, he'll erase the evidence." Said one of the citizens.

"But…."

"Here you go, just get him out of this village!" Another person cut off Desi's speech.

Desi panicked, the people who came started shouting the same thing.

Soon, Santi and her husband, Wiji, arrive. They were shocked by the commotion that was going on inside their house.

"Who? What's the matter?" Ask Santi. He was surprised to see Desi crying hysterically.

Mr. RT immediately told me what happened to Santi and Wiji. He even told what decisions were made by citizens.

"No way." Santi nodded in disbelief.

"Desi is not wrong, ma'am, please Desi." Wail Desi again.

"It must be a misunderstanding." Wiji.

"Misunderstand what?! The evidence is clear! If he doesn't leave, then we'll burn your house down!" Called a citizen and supported by other citizens.

The situation is getting hotter, Desi can not stand it anymore. He immediately entered the room and picked up the bag and left immediately.

Santi is shocked and holds Desi. "Dear, you can't go!" Santi looks panicked.

"Let Desi go, Mom. Than he teased me again." Sahut Bagas's.

Santi shook his head and started crying, he hugged Desi tightly. But one citizen separated them violently. Shouts of harsh words filled Desi's ears.

Not wanting the situation to get worse, Desi finally left, she walked over with tears still pouring out.

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The day had begun at night, Desi was still walking while waiting for public transportation. His house at the end of the village made Desi able to leave without causing more crowds.

Desi stopped under the power pole, she leaned over there. His eyes were glaring, his mind was in chaos. Until finally a black car stopped right in front of him.

Desi stood up straight and gripped her bag firmly. When he heard the sound of the door opening and closing, Desi's chest pounded even more.

"Well, Desi?" Saya The Driver.

"Mbak Pratiwi?" Desi was relieved to know who had gotten out of the car.

"Why are you here? And, my goodness. You're such a mess. Come on, let's go up. We'll just sit in the car."

Pratiwi helps Desi up and puts the girl's bag in the trunk. After Desi sat down comfortably, Pratiwi handed him a bottle of mineral water for Desi to drink.

Once calm, Desi recounted the events he had just experienced in Pratiwi.

Pratiwi was silent for a while, then he held Desi's hand. "You want to come with me? I'm going back to J."

Desi nodded, he did not know how to. Clearly, he could not return to the city of Y. Desi was afraid Bagas would look for her there.

Flashback Off

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