Love Story of Alex And Desi

Many Similarities

Desi and Alex are currently walking up the stairs to Desi's room. After a long time chatting with his parents, now Desi intends to clean up after fatigue approached his entire body. While Alex just tailed behind Desi. "This is my room..." Desi said after opening the door of her room which was on the second floor.

Alex in. Pay attention to every corner of the room in the room women who seem to like the color red. The layout of the goods in the room Desi looks not much different from the layout of the goods in his room. In the middle of the room is a king size bed. On the right and left of the bed there are also two nightstands made of wood. To the left of the bed was a bathroom and next to the bathroom was a clothes room. "Didn't your room look very similar to mine?" Alex asked who was still researching Desi's room.

"really?" Desi looked at her room once more. He didn't even realize that his room was exactly the same as Alex's. After researching for a while now he realized if indeed the room was really the same as Alex's room. "Gee... I didn't even realize our room was the same."

"You wouldn't even believe that we had much in common" said Alex, who then sat at Desi's dresser.

"really? What's?" Ask Desi curiously. Now he sits on his bed. Right in front of the chair Alex was sitting in.

"Like color. We both love the color red," said Alex who researches various kinds of make-up tools belonging to Desi.

"really? Don't you like the color blue?" Ask Desi later. He even knows the color of the wall paint in Alex's room.

Alex laughs. "Where do you know that I like blue?" Ask Alex who is now sitting facing Desi.

"From the color of your room's wall paint. Your bathroom is also blue. You didn't say I knew, either" Desi said, indicating that she was smart. Like saying he was a genius.

Alex laughed again. "You think by looking at the color of the paint on my room's walls can you make sure that I like the color blue?" Alex asked with a laugh.

Desi was speechless with Alex's statement. His face that had previously displayed his intelligence was now even frowning. "Am I wrong?" Ask ensures.

"Of course you're wrong" replied Alex, who crossed his right leg over his left. Now her gaze again noticed the Desi make-up tool that had her on the dresser. His hands were also holding one by one Desi's perfume. "I painted the walls of my room in blue because Sandra loved the color blue" explains Alex later. Her eyes are still on the dresser.

"Right," Alex said as he stared at Desi's face expressing shock that could not be expressed in words. "I love him very much" he said, folding his hands together in front of his chest. "Whatever he wants, I will do it" Alex said. He loved Sandra more than anything.

"Well..." Desi breathed a rough breath into the air. "It turns out I was wrong" he said, then put himself to bed. "If only I had one brother. I'll be happy. I will no longer be lonely" said Desi, picturing herself with a brother staring at the ceiling of her room. "You know? Sometimes I'm so jealous of Sandra because she has a sibling like you" said Desi, who was still lying on the bed.

Alex was silent to Desi's words. He never told Desi the truth if he and Sandra were not siblings. Almost no one knows about this. Only his cousin's family, the Farel family, knew about this problem. Maya, her secretary also only found out two years ago about this issue. Alex already thinks of Sandra as his own brother. Even whatever Sandra asks Alex to give her. As well as the color of the walls of his room. Unfortunately he was on Sandra, even he was willing to paint the walls of his room with Sandra's favorite color.

Desi was silent for quite a long time staring at the ceiling of her room. For about ten minutes he could hear no sound from Alex, who was still sitting on his desk chair. For a moment he sat down, looking at Alex who seemed to be thinking about something. "Now tell me, let alone our similarities? Didn't you just say that we both love red. Then..."

"We are both single children" said Alex, who cut off Desi's words.

Desi was shocked by Alex's words. His lips were so faint that he could not get a single word out of his mouth. Alex's words really surprised him. "W-what do you mean?" Asked Desi in a stammering tone.

Slowly Alex raised his head, looking at Desi's ayu face. He was still silent, not answering questions from the woman who must now have many questions in her head. This was the first time she had ever told Sandra about someone she had just met. Usually he will find out first who the people who deserve to know about Sandra actually. But for some reason without consideration, Alex immediately told me who the sister he loved so much now. "Sandra..." Alex hangs up his sentence. It seems he's still hesitant to tell her who Sandra really is. "Sandra is my half-sister" explained Alex, who had intended to explain to Desi.

Desi covered her mouth with her gaping hands in disbelief at what Alex had said. She doesn't even think Sandra isn't Alex's sister.

"You must be surprised, right?" Ask Alex. "He was the son of my biological father and his mistress" explains Alex, who made Desi even more distrustful. Her hand returned to playing the Desi perfume that was on the dressing table. The same perfume as his. Kiehl Original Musk perfume is also one of his favorite perfumes. "You've been working at Farel company a long time. And surely you know my father like what, don't you?" Ask Alex. "He even had the heart to get rid of Farel from a company that was clearly not his own," said Alex again whose memory now drifted back a few years ago when he was made a scapegoat by his own father to launch the action of the father who wants to control the company owned by Farel's father. But lucky now the father has entered the holding cell. Now he does not even want to remember the bitter events he once felt. Alex closed both of his eyes. Exhaling his heavy breath. And without feeling her tears dripping down her cheeks. And at that moment he felt his right hand being held by someone. Alex opened his eyes and saw his hand held by Desi. Then he looked at Desi's face with meaning.

Desi giving a touch to Alex's hand is not without cause. He just wanted to channel the rest of his energy to Alex who seemed to be sad at the moment. Just like before when Alex suddenly came and became a hero for him when he was scared when watching a movie in the cinema. At the moment he wants to do the same with Alex, not be a hero but he will be ready to give his shoulder when Alex needs a place to lean on.

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