Love Story of Alex And Desi

The Two Couples Debate

Desi recalled the incident this afternoon. He breathed a heavy sigh as he remembered his father's words.

Forgive Papi. Papi promises to take care of everything. Give Papi two days to make the wedding as lively as possible. You and Alex have Papi's blessing. Please don't do anything stupid anymore.

Such are the words that Desi remembered last afternoon when he tried to commit suicide.

Two days?

Why would Papi marry me in two days?

Inner Desi. He remembered the words of his father. Desi could not refuse the father's words. Because if he refuses, his marriage will be void again.

For a moment he picked up his cell phone which he had on the nightstand. It looks like he's sending someone a message.

Aren't I great?

I've made one sacrifice so we can get married.

You should thank me for my sacrifice, my family has finally blessed our relationship.

Desi typed a message via WhatsApp on Alex. He is currently sitting on his bed. Sit cross-legged while holding a pillow. After Wijaya's extended family had returned home, Desi was delivered to the room by her mother. He felt relieved when he and Alex had already pocketed the blessing of both parents, especially the father.

Almost ten minutes he waited for a reply from Alex. But it seems Alex is reluctant to answer a message from Desi. Alex has read it. The two blue ticks have been accepted by Desi. "Well..." Desi breathed his coarse breath into the air. "Didn't he know how to thank you?" Said himself. Scolding Alex who never returned his message. Then he re-typed the message on his future husband.

Where are you now, huh?

Why just read my message?

Don't you intend to repay him?

Don't you know how to properly thank me?

You should have thanked me.

Because the wound in my hand made Papi bless our relationship.

Back messages he sent Alex. The message was also read by the recipient. Desi developed a smile on her face while Alex was typing a message on her. But for a moment the smile on his face disappeared instantly as he read the message Alex had sent him.

Why should I thank you?

Isn't this all your idea, to get me married for a year?

You should be the one to thank me properly.

Because if I hadn't treated your wound, your father wouldn't have approved of this charade.

Desi could not believe the message she had just read. He did not expect the reply to the message he received from Alex. He again breathed a rough breath into the air. Then re-typed the message on Alex.

Is this your true nature?

Why are you so cold?

I can't believe I'm getting married to someone like you.

Message sent. Now Desi tries to contain his anger when Alex replies to messages that do not match his expectations. Desi thought, Alex will thank you or just say words that do not make his emotions peak. But it seems like Alex has really made the emotions of women who are currently sitting on the bed as if they can not control their emotions.

Desi again saw the message sent to Alex but he could only sigh again when again Alex just read the message and did not seem to intend to reply. "Gee... I'm not even his wife yet. But his attitude was completely indifferent to me," Desi was already annoyed with Alex's attitude. So upset he immediately called Alex but he was very surprised when Alex's number was no longer active. "Yes..." Shouting Desi. "I'm really going to kill you..." He said himself in front of his phone screen. Like he was cursing Alex in front of his face.

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At Alex's house. He is also now on his bed. He covered himself to the limit of his chest. After disabling his phone, he was very agitated. Turn her body to the right and to the left. Hopefully, that way he can sleep well. "Yes..." He slowly sat down. He rattled his hair rough. "Why did he say my attitude was so cold? Didn't he see how worried my attitude was when he hurt his hand? You weird woman! He should be the one to thank me, because thanks to my acting his parents gave his blessing." He laid his body hard on the bed. Slowly he closed his eyes. Control your breath to be as calm as possible.

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At the same time in the main room of the Wijaya family. Alika sat on a fur mattress. He's still looking for answers why Alex and Desi are getting married all of a sudden. The hijab had been removed earlier, when he finished changing his clothes with a sky blue pajama suit.

Farel just came out of the bathroom. He also wears a pajama suit in the same color as his wife. He only saw Alika. He did not immediately approach Alika because there is still a more important task now. Last afternoon Bima called if there was company data that he would send to Farel.

Farel walked towards the nightstand. He was looking for his phone but the phone he put usually on the nightstand was not there at this time. "Dear you know where my phone is?" ask Farel who's still looking for his phone in all the drawers of the nightstand. But his search was in vain. He couldn't find where his phone was. "Darling do you know where my phone is?" Farel asked for a second time when he did not hear the answer from his wife. But he was still looking for his phone non-stop. "Darling..." He has given up. The whole room he had explored but his phone seemed to disappear. "Darling you heard me?" Farel asked who was looking towards Alika who was still sitting quietly on the fur mattress. "Why him?" Farel muttered, now realizing that Alika was pensive. "Darling..." Slowly approaching Alika. He sat cross-legged next to his wife. "Darling you're okay?" Farel asked, holding Alika's hand.

And then Alika woke up from her daydream. He looked at Farel. "What's wrong? Is there something you want?" Alika asked who spontaneously let out the question from her mouth.

Farel was silent for a moment. "Are you sick?" He asked while holding his wife's forehead.

"Ahh I'm fine. I'm not sick" Alika replied as she grabbed Farel's hand which was still on his forehead. "I'm just worried about Desi" Alika said with a look of worry.

Farel could not believe what his wife said. "Why worry about Desi who soon has achieved happiness with Alex?"

"But..."

"That's it. Don't worry about Desi. She must be okay. Besides shouldn't you now focus on the wedding dress that Desi will wear in two days?" ask Farel again. He did not even think that Alika's friend would torture the wife by giving her a job to make a wedding dress that would be completed for two days. "I don't think he's a good friend" Farel said with a sullen face. "Where is anyone who tortures his friend by giving him a finished job within two days?" Now the look on his face had turned irritated.

What else is this? Why does he seem to be so upset? Inner Alika

"Darling..." Alika held Farel's hands. Carrying those two hands was within his grasp. "Don't say that. Her friend. Is it natural that she wants to wear my wedding dress?" He said he was trying to convince Farel not to blame Desi too much.

"Yes but right..." Farel fell silent as his mouth was tightly shut by Alika's lips.

A moment Alika let go of her kiss. "Don't talk about Desi again. Now tell me what pisses you off like this?"

"Ahh right. You see my phone? I was looking for him but until now I didn't find him" Farel said as he spread his gaze throughout his room.

"Let me call your phone. If you are still active, your phone will sound, right?" Alika said he was providing a solution. Then he grabbed his phone which he had put next to his pillow.

"What did you give my name to in your cell phone contact?" Farel asked who was slightly looking at Alika's phone when Alika was fiddling with her phone.

Alika smiles. "Why are you so curious? In your mind, what's your name on my phone?" Ask Alika.

"I don't want to answer. Where do I want to see" said Farel, reaching for his wife's cell phone.

"Yes I will look for him" said Alika who again grabbed her phone from Farel's hand. He searched my priest's name on his cell phone. "Look at your name on my phone contact" Alika said, bringing her screen closer to Farel's face.

Farel was silent when he found out that Alika named him after my imam in Alika's cell phone contact.

"Why silence?" Alika asked while keeping her phone away from Farel's face. "Are you moved when you found out I named you after my priest on my phone?" Alika asked, but Farel answered the residence. "Hum..." Alika breathed out slowly. "I got curious about the name you're using on your phone, baby" and she immediately pressed the green button to make a call on her husband's phone.

Didn't wait long. When the first ringing there was a ringtone coming in on Farel's phone. There's vibration under the pillow. Alika then opened the pillow. He fell silent when he found out the name Farel used for his mobile number.

"Why? Are you touched by the name I use on my phone?" Farel asked who repeated Alika's question to him. He laughed when Alika did not answer his question. "What do you think I'm using to name you on my phone, huh?"

Slowly Alika looked at Farel. I don't feel her tears just melt. I don't know why he's so emotional right now. She put her cell phone still calling on her husband's phone. For a moment he slammed into Farel's arms. He cried until something. He could not believe that Farel would give the name to his cell phone. "When do you put that name on your phone?" Alika asked who was still hugging Farel tightly.

"From the first time you became my secretary," Farel replied as he rubbed Alika's back.

Hearing Farel's reply, Alika immediately let go of his embrace. "really?"

"Do you think I'm a liar?"

Alika rushed into her husband's arms again. He did not think that Farel loved him so much. "Thank you..."

"Don't I tell you you have to thank me properly."

Alika hit her husband's back a little hard. And a laugh was answered by Farel. Farel still rubbed the meaning of Alika's back. Trying to calm Alika's cries.

While Alika's phone is still in a state of calling Farel's phone. Alika was really moved when she found out that Farel named herself with the name Bidadari Surgaku on her husband's cell phone.

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