It's like, I'm in Love

Ch. 34

The days passed quickly. Desi no longer feels awkward staying at the Adhyaksa residence because he also has a job here. Even so, he several times refused the invitation to eat with the Lord and Lady of the house. Desi chose to eat with other workers. And they did not mind the presence of Desi. Because the current worker-only pavilion was already full. If Desi lives with them, then there will be an uncomfortable sleep because they have to crimp in the room.

Alfian looked at Desi in annoyance. Because he is currently seeing Desi talking to a worker whose age looks the same age as Desi. Even Desi was not awkward to laugh a little and smile. Judging from the clothes worn, the young man was a security guard.

Alfian's two hands clenched, his jaws tightly clenched. He began to be overcome with emotion. With a hasty step Alfian stepped over.

"Good afternoon Young Master." Greet this security guard while bowing.

"Good afternoon ... " Desi was unable to continue with her words as Alfian stared intently at the person who was talking to her.

"Excuse me Young Master." The security guard left and immediately left. He even ignored Desi.

"You're a hobby once spread charm." Alfian said as soon as they only stayed together.

Desi fell silent, she understood Alfian was feeling jealous.

"Why silence?" Ask Alfian again and more curiously.

Desi was confused as to how to deal with Alfian. This was the first time he had seen Alfian completely enraged after the two were in a relationship.

"It's not the first time. A while ago I also saw you talking warmly to another worker. Are you so excited when you talk to the opposite sex? Is this really your true nature? Centile and flirtatious in the opposite sex?" Strike Alfian fiercely.

Netra Desi widened, the accusations made by Alfian hurt her heart. "Is that?"

"Yes so!" Alfian's breath was hunting in annoyance. "Why if you're with me you can't act like that? You know, you were like a cheesy girl who couldn't keep up with your behavior in front of the other lads."

"DORFFIAN!!!" Madam Rara who was originally about to welcome her son who had just returned home was stirred with emotion.

Desi's tears spilled. He can't hold it anymore. Desi quickly walked into the house.

Alfian was roughing his hair. "Aarrgghhh!!!"

The sultan who heard the commotion came out. "What's this about? Why is Desi crying?"

No one answered. The Sultan looked at his wife and son in turn. The breaths of the two were panting with faces full of anger.

The Sultan took a deep breath. "Alphian!" The Sultan's voice sounded full of emphasis. Making Alfian and Rara look up in surprise. "Lake in!"

Without saying anything else the Sultan immediately entered the house. Rara follows in the footsteps of her husband followed by Alfian. If the Sultan had already spoken in such an emphatic tone, no one would dare to refute.

They passed through the spacious living room just like that. Apparently the Sultan took his son and wife to a more closed reading room. There is a comfortable sofa set because the Sultan also functions the room as a family room if there are important problems that they must discuss.

The Sultan was silent, he waited for Rara and Alfian to take their respective places. Rara sat right beside the Sultan while Alfian took a position opposite the Father.

The Sultan took the mineral water in a mini bottle and placed it on the coffee table in front of him.

"Drink first." He asked Rara and Alfian to drink. After they both drank, he drank his own water. The Sultan waited patiently. Waiting for the two people he loved could calm down.

A few minutes passed, the Sultan moved to improve his sitting position to start talking. "Can you please tell me what's going on?" Pinta Sultan with a soft voice. "Mother first. Because Dad was with Mommy screaming so loud." The Imbuhnya again while holding the hand of the Wife.

Rara took a deep breath, then looked at Alfian in disappointment.

"Mother heard Alfian say harsh words to Desi. Fian said that Desi was coquettish, flirtatious and like a cheap girl just because Desi was talking to Bobi, the security guard." Adu Rara's.

"It's not my first time. When they had not been dating, Alfian was angry just because Desi talked to Daffa, the security guard at his apartment."

The Sultan nodded his head. As for Alfian, his head was getting lowered. He knew he had made the same mistake twice.

This time the Sultan looked at Alfian. "Now, I want to hear Alfian's version of the story."

"Come on Dad." Alfie started talking. "Suddenly Alfian felt angry to see Desi could tell the security guard freely."

The way Alfian spoke was like a child being scolded. He looked down, sometimes raised his face and stared timidly. Despite his age of almost entering the heads of three, Alfian was actually a spoiled figure to his parents. Only in public could he be cold and indifferent. But if you are with her parents, Rara is overwhelmed to face Alfian. Strangely, however, the young man insisted on living alone in the apartment.

Weird right?

Alfian took another breath. "With me, he never laughs and rarely smiles." Alfian looked at his father. "I'm jealous Dad. Why can't he be that warm with another young man and can't be with me."

The Sultan sat down by leaning his body forward. "When Desi was taken to the hospital, how long have you been in a relationship?"

"It was only last night, Dad."

"And after that Desi was brought to this house. Then Mommy acts like a border guard soldier every time you come home. That so?" The Sultan looked at Rara meaningfully. Alfian simply nodded in response to the Sultan's question.

"Yes the name also keep girls people Yah." Rara defended herself. He didn't want anything bad to happen to Desi.

"But Mother is overreacting. The conversation time is not up to five minutes. The rest of Mother nimbrung there." Alfian protested.

Rara's gone, not to blame. The Sultan massaged the base of his nose.

"Alfian, apart from Mother who is excessive in limiting you two. You should also be able to understand why Desi can behave like that." The Sultan looked at Alfian gently.

"You're new to relationships and have a living fence right away. How can Desi be romantic with you?" Imbuh Sultan's.

"Dad!" Rara glared, not accepting it was considered a living fence.

The sultan did not care. "Desi is not yet familiar with the transfer of status from domestic assistant to future wife. He's still loath."

Alfian massaged the base of his nose while looking down. He did not understand, there was a great fear when he saw Desi chatting with other young men. It was as if he was afraid that bad events in his past would repeat themselves.

"Alfian, talk to Desi. And I'll make sure no one bothers you both." Said the Sultan while glancing for a moment at his wife.

Rara took a deep breath hearing the Sultan's words. "Sorry, because you're overreacting." Rara looks guilty. He looked at Alfian and the Sultan in turn.

"That means Mother also loves Desi." The Sultan held Rara's hand warmly. The man did not want Rara to feel cornered. Because he realized Rara had good intentions. Rara smiled and leaned her body on the Sultan.

"Alfian to Desi's room first." Alfian said as he stood up.

Rara immediately sat up straight. "What?! Kam ... "

"Mother." Sultan reminded.

Rara sighed and leaned back on the Sultan. Alfian just smiled slightly and walked out of that reading room.

A silent atmosphere enveloped the reading room after Alfian closed the door. Sultan and Rara were immersed in their respective thoughts.

"We need to get Alfian to a psychiatrist, right away." The Sultan suddenly.

Rara looked up, she looked at the Sultan with a face full of question marks.

"Inner child Alfian is sick, he needs help. Don't assume everything's okay, Bun. This time, don't refuse anymore. I know, Mommy already noticed it. Don't lie to yourself, baby."

Rara started crying, Sultan immediately pulled Rara into his arms. He said nothing more, just rubbing Rara's back. Letting the woman he loves pour out all the worries he craves.

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