Love Story of Alex And Desi

Working Room

It was a cold morning. Outside the weather, there is absolutely no sunlight. A cloudy mist enveloped the sky this morning. At this time drizzle also wet the old soil does not get water from the creator. If other people who do not have a job are lazing around and they could pull the blanket back to sleep, but not with Desi. Almost all night he did not put his head on the pillow because the file he was working on had to be finished this morning.

After bathing earlier, Desi tidied again the table in his room that he had used to do work. Just one more step, he had to print the file he had been working on all night. Desi walked over to the window of her room. Open the curtains that are still tightly closed. Outside there is still a drizzle that is getting louder. After a long time staring at the falling rain, Desi again stepped towards her laptop. Revoke the flash that already contains all the files of the Wijaya Group company's end of month report.

Before exiting the room, he saw a wall clock that still showed at half-seven in the morning. Usually he would leave the house at half-eight in the morning, but it seemed like he was leaving early today. Desi picked up her beloved bag made of leather. Shoulder bag is maroon red that is a bag that he usually carries work. The rather large bag was indeed very liked Desi because he could carry anything he needed.

Desi exited the room and walked down the stairs. Below he could see Ms. Dina, the head of the Alex family's domestic assistant who was researching the workers in this house. "Mom Dina..." Call Desi while walking towards Bu Dina.

"Yes, miss..." Ms. Dina had already turned to face Desi, she had already bowed to the wife of her master. "Can I help you?" Ask Bu Dina later.

"Does this house have a printer?" Desi asked who would indeed copy all the files she was working on last night into a file sheet.

"Printer machine is in the workspace of young master Alex, miss. If you want, I can help you." Said Bu Dina who volunteered to help Desi.

"No need..." Desi replied while shaking her head quickly. "I can be alone" Desi said again. Then she walked towards her husband's office. He opened Alex's office door. Put his head in. Find out if there is no one there. Slowly he went inside and closed the door again. He walked over to Alex's desk.

It's been two days and three nights Alex's not here. But her husband's office did not look dirty. He sat in Alex's office chair. Turn on her husband's laptop and insert his flash. Insert some blank paper on the printer machine. He will copy any file he will print.

While waiting for the file he printed, Desi rested her head on the cushion of Alex's work chair. He again remembered the words of Alika yesterday afternoon when he was still in the company Wijaya Group. A moment Desi let out a heavy sigh. For two days now he tried to contact Alex but until now the man's cell phone that had filled his heart was still inactive. Either because he was tired or was sleepy because all night he could not sleep now Desi closed his eyes. He sat there sleeping on Alex's desk.

Fifteen minutes later Desi was shocked by the sound of the printer machine that finished copying all his files. Desi breathes slowly. He's massaging his forehead. He fell asleep, until now his head was a little dizzy because he had to sleep for fifteen minutes.

Almost five minutes he was silent while unceasingly massaging his forehead. Then he stood up and took all the finished files in the print. Checking one by one the files he printed earlier. Occasionally straining his eyes. Everything's true. Now it has to unify all the files using a stapler. He searched on Alex's desk but he couldn't find it. He put all the paper he had printed on the table. Then he started looking for staplers in all of Alex's desk drawers.

There are several drawers, Desi tried to open the drawers one by one but did not meet. Then he opened the last drawer to the right of Alex's work chair. Be met. There Desi found the stapler along with the contents. Desi took a tool to put together some papers there. He immediately used the tool. Finished using it and Desi returned the tool in the drawer earlier.

Desi's attention is now on an envelope where she found a stapler. I don't know why he wanted to open the white envelope. He glanced at the photo he had held on Alex's desk. "I'm sorry... I just want to know what it is..." Said lirih. It is like asking for permission on a photo that shows a picture of her husband. He immediately took the envelope and opened it.

Desi froze in place as she stood looking at the contents of the white envelope. A photograph. (Readers... Do you remember this envelope? This is the envelope that Marisa, Alex's mother, gave her. The envelope that used to contain a photo of the woman who will be paired with Alex. The woman Marisa knew. Even the mother of this woman is a friend of Marisa. If you forget, read my first novel Alika Bidadari Surgaku in chapter 137).

Desi still could not believe what he saw. In the white envelope. There is a picture of Maya in it. "Why is Maya's photo here?" Ask yourself again. Both of his eyes were already glazed. Now he knows very well why Alex did not ask him permission when he went to America. And he must know exactly why Alex's phone hasn't been active for two days. He also knows exactly what Alex and Maya did there. A flash of negative thoughts was directly in his brain. Whether this is good or bad news. But Desi should not care about the private life of a man who has been legally her husband for about three months. He sobbed until he cried. Desi covered her mouth with both hands. So that the sound of crying is not heard coming out. He sat in Alex's office chair. Crying, that's all he can do now.

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