It's like, I'm in Love

Ch. 45

Alfian entered his parents' house with a disheveled face. He knew this morning he was called to trial. But what makes it upset is when in the office Mother defends Desi more than herself.

Alfian entered the middle room. But his legs stopped when he saw that there were already many people there. Fikram Sanjaya with Maria.

"Alfian, sit!" The Sultan's voice dominated the large room.

"Yes Dad." Alfian approached and sat down at the Sultan's designated spot.

After sitting down, his eyes looked at Rama. And his memory of hearing Desi squealing in pain made Alfian come back angry. He looked at his cousin's sister with a hostile face.

"Fian, Bulek tell me what you heard in Desi's room." Mita said calmly.

Alfian took a deep breath before speaking.

"Fian heard Desi yell ehmm!" Alfian cleared his throat relieving any discomfort. " 'Ahh sick'. Not long after, Rama's voice asked, 'already delicious, right?'. So Bulek."

Rama, Nayra and Maria compactly hit their foreheads.

"Mas Rama is." Nayra hit Rama's back hard.

"Kok me?" Rama has an innocent face.

"Who told Brother to come in." Maria chimed.

"You are, ninggalin Abang."

"Enough you three." Mita stopped the prickly shoes between the young girl.

The Sultan scooped his face violently. "So because you heard that voice, you accused Desi and Rama of doing something indecent?"

"Yes Dad."

The Sultan nodded his head. "Rama, it's your turn."

"Yes Mr. De." Rama looked at the old men one by one. "Yesterday, I did enter Desi's room through the window."

Rama's confession made Mita glare at his eldest son.

"The goal is, I'd like to see my girlfriend, Maria."

Mary widened her eyes and looked at Rama. "Devents." He did not accept Rama to announce the status of both of them.

"What??? You guys dating???" Not only glared, this time Mita immediately stood up after hearing the narration of Rama. While Rama looked up and looked at Mama Mita with a face no less surprised.

"Mama." Fikram pulled Mita's hand until the Wife sat back down.

Rama rubbed his chest, it seemed like every sentence that came out of his mouth caused controversy.

"Continue Nak." Pinta Sultan's.

Rama took a deep breath. "So, after I got in, Desi quickly closed the window. That's when the tip of his finger was pierced by a small wood." Rama looked at Alfian. "Yang Mas Fian heard that, Desi was in pain because her finger was punctured by wood. Not broken into me."

Bughhh!!!

"Ouch!" Rama rubbed his face that felt a little pain and heat.

Rama's last words were a gift throwing sofa cushions from Mita and Nayra.

"What the hell?!" Rama looked in annoyance at the Brother.

"Your mouth is Mas." Nayra anxiously pointed at Rama's lips.

"Ja .. so. So .... Desi's finger was punctured by wood?" Alfian asked with a choked voice. "Just .. is that all?"

Nayra nodded quickly. "Yes, Nay and Mia look. The gap between the nails is as much flesh as bloody Desi."

Alfian's body became lackluster, he did not expect that it was just such a trivial thing. And he accused Desi of all sorts.

"Just because of the wooden skewer Desi, you want to hook up with that cheap lady in the office?!" Rara's voice sounded cynical.

"Who?!" Rama, Nayra and Mita asked at the same time.

"Mrsa." Rara still looked at her Son with a mocking look.

"Yes my. That woman again." Rama looked at Alfian while shaking his head.

Alfian immediately stood up, about to leave the middle room. "Where are you going?" Ask Rara again.

"Call Desi. Alfian wants to apologize, Bun."

"The desi is gone."

Rara's words made Alfian stop his steps and look at the Mother in disbelief.

"What?"

"Evening Desi immediately went."

"Where's Bun?"

"don't know. Early in the morning Mother had read the letter from Desi on her bed."

"The security guard went back for coffee. Just look at the CCTV." Reply Rara lightly.

Hearing the Mother's suggestion, Alfian immediately went to the security control room and checked the CCTV.

After Aldian's departure, Rara looked at her sister-in-law meaningfully.

Mita understands. "Even if we knew, I'd shut up. And you can't open your mouth either." Mita appoints Nayra and Maria.

"Yes Aunt."

"Yes, Mama."

Sultan frowning. "What does Mita mean?"

"Even though we know where Desi is. Sorry, we won't tell Alfian Mas." It was Fikram's turn to answer. "I owe Mita's life to Desi." Fikram grabbed his wife's shoulder.

"Agreed." Rama chimed in on his Papa.

"How do you mean?" The Sultan really did not understand.

"When Mita was sick DHF in town Y and needed blood. Desi who donates." Answer Fikram again. "In addition to Nayra's friends, Desi and Maria are considered our own children."

"So you know Desi?" The Sultan looked surprised.

"Yes, it's." Mita is answering.

"Why don't you want to tell me where Desi is if you know her position now?" Ask the Sultan again.

"We have heard from Nayra, how Alfian's excessive jealousy. Poor Desi, Mas. Loved but not trusted. Continually suspected. Who can stand to be treated like that?" Answer Mita.

The Sultan understood, Alfian has indeed gone too far.

The Sultan looked at his wife. "Why aren't you surprised? Mother knows too?" Sultan.

"Shock it, but a little." Rara smiled clumsyly.

"Little how? Which part?" Sultan was upset, he was the only one who knew nothing in this room.

"Part of Desi is Nayra's best friend."

The Sultan looked at Nayra and Maria. "How can you be friends?"

"We ... " Nayra looked at Mama Mita. After getting approval, Nayra continued her words. "We're one faculty Mr. De."

"And one host." Maria added.

"Student desi?" Another surprising new fact. Flabbergasted sultan. But then he looked at Rara who was already tense.

"Mother, how many times did you say. Do not accept ART students. Pity that the college is abandoned."

"Pity Desi Yah." Rara put on a beautiful face, her mainstay style if you want to calm the Sultan's emotions. "He ran away from home, didn't bring any money. He needs money for the same final graduation exam."

"Snow? Why did Desi run away?"

"Because ... " Rara's speech came to a halt when she saw Alfian appear.

"Dad, Mother. Let's go find Desi." Pinta Alfian while sitting in his original place.

They all look at each other. Although annoyed at Alfian, they also wanted to know how Desi was.

The Sultan took a deep breath. "Yes, I'll help."

Alfian smiled happily. "Thank you Dad." Alfian then stood up to Rama. "Mas sorry Ram. I've accused you of not-no."

Rama smiled wryly. "Next time just break the door down." Rama said while standing.

Rama's words were like a scathing insinuation to Alfian. Because he was rash, just trust his ears without finding out the truth. Alfian was not offended at all.

"Yes Ram. You're correct. Again, I'm sorry."

Rama receives Alfian's hand, and the two embrace. "Yes Mas. Rama knows." Rama broke their embrace. "I wouldn't hurt Maria by acting like a playboy."

Mary massaged her temple after listening to Rama's words.

"Are you sure you can take on Mr Daniel Kaize, Ram?" Fikram smiled amusedly.

"What?!" Rama and Alfian looked at Maria.

"Yes, Mariana is Mr. Deni's niece." Mita chiming.

Rama immediately looked at Alfian with begging eyes. "Mas, accelerate the project the same Mr. Deni yes. I'll handle that project."

Alfian glared and returned to his seat. "Help find Desi first."

"That's ... " Rama looked at Mary. And the girl was staring hard at him.

Rama sat back with his body. "Desi...Desi.you went with my blessing too. How can I be close to Deni?" Rama ruffled his hair.

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