It's like, I'm in Love

It's like, I'm in Love
Ch. 43



From afar, Alfian looked at Desi who was telling a story with Nayra and Maria. He felt happy because his lover could quickly get along with his cousin. But what makes Alfian uncomfortable is the existence of Rama among the girls. Even several times Rama looks tempting Desi.


Although Rama is his cousin, Alfian still feels angry if the young man is familiar with Desi. When he saw the misbehaved Desi with a blushing face, Alfian immediately moved closer to them.


"Where are you going?" Suddenly Mother Rara had grabbed Alfian's arm.


He had been observing Alfian. And Rara could tell that her son was getting jealous to see Rama talking to Desi. Rara did not want Alfian to make a fuss that would ruin the atmosphere.


"Eh, Bun ... "


"They were just kidding. Besides, can't you see the way Rama looks at Nayra's friend?" Rara asked while raising her chin towards the young gathering.


"Mother does not forbid you to join them. But change your face first and the way you see Rama. He doesn't want to compete with you, Fian."


Alfian fell silent, he took a deep breath. After feeling quite calm, he took off the hand of the Mother.


"Thank you, Mother."


Alfian walked quickly. As soon as he arrived he immediately embraced Desi's waist possessively. Rara who saw the incident hit her forehead.


"Oohh!!! You jealous bastard." Rutuk Rara saw Alfian's excessive behavior. Desi looks uncomfortable.


Meanwhile, Nayra, Maria and Rama further tempt Desi. Making Desi's face redder like boiled shrimp.


"Cieee, Alfian Mas. I don't think it's the same old leaf." Nayra, satirizing the habit of Alfian who likes to date women who are older than him. Alfian smiled wryly at the words of his cousin's sister.


"Young people are crunchier." Tymphal Maria's.


"Yes, I'm like you." Sahut Rama while glancing seductively Maria.


Maria immediately folded her lips and looked dejectedly at Rama.


"Hmmmmm.the one on falling in love." Nayra ninyir's.


"Eat him, find a girlfriend quickly." Rama mocked Nayra.


Desi laughed, not because of Rama's words, but the expression of Nayra's face that was manyun all the length. He knows Nayra hasn't been able to move on from her ex-boyfriend.


It would remain Alfian glanced sharply as soon as Desi laughed. "Borrow Desi first." Just say it and pull Desi away.


"Mas Al." Desi stumbles in Alfian's footsteps, leading him to a corner of the park, not seen from where the Adhyaksa family is clutching.


Alfian stopped after things were quite quiet. He looked at Desi deeply.


After some time in a relationship with Alfian, Desi becomes more understanding of Alfian's nature. One of them is Alfian's jealous nature. A very excessive jealousy.


"Mas ... "


"You're so happy to joke with Rama."


Desi breathes tired. "Mas, I laughed because I saw Nayra's expression. Not the focus on Mas Rama's words." Desi tries to give understanding.


"Ooo, so now Rama is also called Mas."


"Yes, he is older than me."


"But you're my girlfriend, and I'm her brother."


"And Mas's new girlfriend, not the wife."


"So you don't want to marry me?! That so?!" Alfian's tone was getting higher.


Desi was stunned, while being jealous Alfian became uncontrollable. His words were baseless. A few days ago Alfian was angry just because a security guard gave a package to Desi. Though the package is not for Desi, but for a waiter in the laundry. But Alfian said Desi received a gift from the Security Guard.


"Mas, do you want to marry a woman you don't trust like me?" Desi asked back in a soft voice. Desi was really tired of facing Alfian.


Alfian was astonished, he was surprised by the question that Desi was asking. By the time he realized it, he was starting to overdo it.


"Darling ... "


Desi raised her hand, she stopped Alfian from wanting to speak.


"Not good for guests, Mom." Desi immediately left Alfian.


"Satio." Alfian tried to chase, but from the front he saw Mother Rara looking at him sharply. Alfian stopped chasing.


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"You guys got into a fight?" Maria asked Desi. They've moved into Desi's room. Nayra reasoned to ask Desi to do facial treatment and wanted to know more about Alfian's lover. Unsuspecting, Sultan Adhyaksa allowed.


Desi's eyes glazed over, she bit her lips. "I'm tired of Mas Al's jealous attitude."


Desi took a deep breath. He then began to tell all the events where Alfian was angry with him just because of misunderstanding. Even every painful word Alfian spoke. Every detail, nothing is missed.


Yahhh, there is no denying. Women are the best historical reminders of men.


Nayra looked at Desi with pity, wanting her to tell the reason of Alfian's attitude. But Nayra felt she had no right to do that.


Maria hugged Desi as the girl began to cry. Nayra could not stand it anymore, she also hugged Desi from the other side. They didn't say anything. Letting Desi spill a sense of tightness in her chest.


A few minutes later, Desi calmed down. He wiped his tears and then came down from the mattress and took the water on the dressing table.


"thank you. You guys came at the right time." Desi smiled looking at Maria and Nayra alternately.


"That's what friends are for." Mary with her sweet smile.


Tuk...Tuk...Tuk...


There was a sound from the window of the room that was not far from the door knocked on someone. Desi immediately fluttered the vitras and saw Rama was grimacing behind the window. Desi opens the window.


"Why Mas?"


"You'll see Maria. Move aside." Without waiting for Desi's approval, Rama immediately entered holding the window sill until Desi was forced to retreat. With one jump, Rama was already inside Desi's room.


Desi bobbles head to see the reckless behavior of Rama. He quickly closed the window until he did not pay attention to the wooden structure around the shutters and frames.


"Ahhhh sick!" Desi screeched as a small piece of wood stuck in her nails.


Rama immediately turned around and checked Desi's hand. He pulled the wood. "It's delicious, right?" Ask Rama.


Desi just nodded with a smile.


"Why?" Ask Nayra. He and Mary approached Desi and Rama.


"Piercole wood." Desi answered while revealing the tip of her middle finger that started to bleed from between the nails.


Maria immediately looked for a tissue and covered the blood with the thin object.


"You're not careful." Rama blamed Desi.


"Party Mas Rama, why enter through the window?" Desi does not take the blame Rama.


"Eh .. hehehe." Rama scratched his unscratchy head. While the three girls could only snort in annoyance.


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