
At night at Alex's. Marisa is being assisted by several domestic assistants who prepare whatever needs for the day after tomorrow. The day Marisa said was the happiest. Actually everything has been completed in preparation, but Marisa does not want anything to look lacking if she does not check herself.
"Mama..." Call Alex who approaches his beloved mother. The mother who raised him to this day. "Mama looks very busy. Rest up..." Said Alex who was already standing next to Marisa. His hands stretched out to stroke the mother's left cheek which now looks a little wrinkled.
Marisa shook her head slowly. "Mama's fine. You don't have to worry" he replied. Then for a moment he smiled meaningfully. A smile that he rarely takes out of his lips. Slowly he cupped the face of his only son who was now an adult. Not feeling his tears had also come out in his eyes. Kissing Alex's forehead full of haru. "Mama wish you happiness forever..." Said Marisa who couldn't stop her tears.
"Don't cry..." Alex said, wiping his mother's tears. "Isn't this a happy day? So don't cry anymore..." He added, who still wiped the tears of his mother
"The tears are happy..." Marisa said while trying to calm her heart so as not to cry again. "Mama is very happy..." He said again that cupped his favorite son's cheeks. "Thank you dear..." He hugged Alex again.
Alex hugged his mother's body which was only limited to his shoulders. Mother who had been pregnant for nine months. Mother who had raised him for approximately twenty-nine years has become a woman who is already fairly old.
He never thought if the woman who is now in his arms would have a very hard day before he married. The day that he and his family will ask permission to the Darmawan family to edit Desi instead becomes the only day that will be clearly remembered in the mind of Alex. The day Darmawan mentioned that his family is a family that one of them is his father is an inmate. At that time and until this moment, Marisa did not say anything about the Darmawan family but Alex seemed to know how her mother covered up painful feelings when her family was said to be a criminal family. "Ma... Forgive the Desi family..."
"Don't talk about it anymore" replied Marisa who cut Alex's words. As if knowing the continuation of the sentence that Alex would say. Now Marisa even let go of her embrace from the child. "Mama knew that our family was wrong. Mom doesn't want to talk about that anymore. Now the Desi family has accepted our family with open arms. Mama just wants you to be happy forever with Desi," continued Marisa who returned again to Alex's arms.
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While in Sandra's room, she is now standing on the balcony of her room. Fold both hands in front of the chest. His face was already furious when he remembered when his family was humiliated by the Darmawan family, his sister's future in-laws. When the Darmawan family mentioned that his family was a criminal family. Because his father was in prison for a crime that was very fatal, making it difficult to get along with his friends. Luckily, she is now in college with Lala, her cousin. Although not in class with Lala because their different majors. But at least now Sandra still has people who can be talked to on campus.
From the first look at Desi when he had to meet and clash with Desi in the company Wijaya Group, a company currently led by Farel, Sandra is already not like him. Especially now, the day after tomorrow he will officially become his sister-in-law.
Even if Alex's brother has to marry Desi then I will also find a way to get Desi out of Alex's life.
I don't want to if I have to have a sister-in-law like her.
Maki Sandra in heart as she will be home with her sister's wife. Until now he still does not approve of the relationship Alex and Desi. But he will not show dislike with Desi if in front of everyone. He does not want his good name to be tainted if he is found not to like Desi.
"Sister..." Sandra turned to face Alex. "You surprised me" he said again, hitting his older brother's chest softly.
Alex laughed at Sandra's reply. "Partially you, from earlier brother called but you were silent. What are you thinking about again?" He was curious because he had to stand at the door of his sister's room for ten minutes. Knocking and calling her sister's name but there was no telling from within. Because there was no answer Alex finally went straight into Sandra's room and found Sandra standing on the balcony of her room.
"Nothing" he replied, turning his face away. He did not want Alex to know that he was upset at the moment.
Unbelieving Alex holds Sandra's chin and tells Sandra to look at him. "You're upset with someone?"
Aaa why can you always read my mind?
But I tried as quietly as possible so that he did not feel suspicious.
Inner Sandra. From childhood he always thought Alex was like an angel who could read his mind. Whether he's happy or sad, Alex can always read his mind even if Sandra doesn't say a word. Sometimes he felt that Alex had sixth sense ability. "Not me..."
"Are you trying to lie?" Alex cuts off Sandra's words. Both of his hands are on Sandra's shoulders. "Listen brother. If you're really upset with someone, just tell brother. Then brother will..."
"Sister..." Now Sandra's hand is holding Alex's hand which was already on his shoulder. "I'm doing fine. I just feel so happy because soon my sister is getting married. I was just thinking of giving a gift for Alex's brother and sister-in-law" Sandra replied at length. He did not want to until Alex found out about himself who did not like Desi.
"really?" Ask Alex again. "But why do I feel that you and your future sister-in-law..."
"Sister..." Sandra cut out Alex's words that seemed to lead to what she was thinking. "We'd better help Mama. Mama must be very busy..." He said he took Alex's hand to get out of his room. And so Alex doesn't ask about her and her future sister-in-law. Sandra knew exactly how Alex would tell her the truth about something she was thinking about. Urge after insistence will certainly come out of Alex's mouth so that he says whatever made him daydream when Alex called him and he did not hear it at all.
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