Love Story of Alex And Desi

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Alex is home. Now he is in his room. He sat cross-legged on the bed. Then take the laptop that is on the nightstand. Opening the laptop in his lap. Taking the business card that Desi had given him. Soon he was looking for a name in the google search engine with the name Paulina Desi Darmawan but no name. Then he tried under the name Darmawan. "Meet..." Alex Iirih. He scroll down to look for news about Desi and his family but there is only a photo of import export businessman Darmawan alone and his wife. There's not a single photo of Desi attached there. "Why is there no news about him? Isn't she the daughter of a famous businessman?" Mumbled Alex again. His fingers were still busy looking for news about Desi. He thought of something for a moment. His fingers stopped not holding the touchpad when he was thinking about something. Then he opened an article about the Darmawan family. He read the article. It was explained that the Darmawan family did have a single daughter but their daughter did not want to be exposed in cyberspace because their only daughter did not really like the news that would discuss her personality. Their only daughter needs extensive privacy so that the media does not reveal any obscure news. "So that's how it looks..." Alex muttered again while nodding his head slowly.

Until a knock on the door of his room managed to make him stop his activities. Slowly the door opened. Behind the door he saw his beloved mother holding a tray containing a glass of warm milk. Alex smiled meaningfully at her mother. "Mama hasn't slept?" Alex asked who was still in bed.

"Where might Mama sleep if you haven't seen you drink this milk?" Marisa said as she walked into her son's room. Then he sat her on the bed in front of his favorite son. "Drink first" Marisa said again, giving Alex a glass of warm milk. It has become a habit of Alex, before going to bed he was always given warm milk by his mother.

While Alex immediately received warm milk from his mother after that he immediately drank it.

Marisa glanced at the laptop that was in Alex's lap. "Are you busy?" Ask Marisa.

"Hum..." Alex stopped drinking the milk given by his mother. The milk is still half. Then he saw the mother who was glancing at the laptop on her lap. "No..." Alex answered, shaking his head slowly. "What's wrong?" Ask curiously.

"Ehm..." Marisa hung up her sentence.

Alex seemed to know what made his mother nervous. He smiled a little. Then put the glass that still contains warm milk on the nightstand. "Tomorrow I will introduce someone to Mama" said Alex who once again glanced at the article discussing the Desi family.

"Who?" Marisa is very curious about what Alex says about the person she's meeting tomorrow.

"Who else is it?" Alex said while focusing on his laptop again. He went back to looking for articles about the Darmawan family.

For a moment Marisa frowned. Looking for answers in his own heart when Alex doesn't tell him who he's going to bring home. But for a moment he looked happy as he looked at Alex and Alex nodded his head with a smile. He was in disbelief. His mouth was covered with his palm. "really? You're gonna bring your future wife?" Ask Marisa who was impatient when Alex was getting married.

Alex nodded his head again and did not stop smiling.

"Ahh Mama is very happy," said Marisa slightly shouting. "Mama will tell Sandra. He will be happy too" Marisa said as she stepped out of Alex's room.

"Well, was Mama happy when she found out her son was getting married?" Muttered Alex. Then he took the warm milk that had been delivered by his mother. And drink it until the toilet is not left.

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In Desi's room. He was also sitting on his bed. Sitting cross-legged with a pillow on his feet. His face cannot be expressed in words. Between happy, sad or angry. He just sat quietly. His face expresses nothing.

"But ask again. How did you meet Alex?" Ask Darmawan but again Desi silent a thousand languages.

Desi's mother Siska finally approached their daughter who was still faithful sitting on the bed. "Darling..." Desi's mother said as she stroked the head of her beloved daughter. "Whoever the candidate is Mami and Papi will bless you. But you don't even seem to know ..."

"Actually..." Desi cuts off the mother's words. "Actually I've been in a relationship with Alex for a long time" she said, occasionally seeing the faces of her parents.

"What?" Said Papi and Mami Desi simultaneously. They were surprised by the words Desi gave him.

"Alex is a good guy Pi-Mi..." Desi tried to convince the two men who had raised him until he was twenty-seven years old. "Actually she is the husband's cousin of Alika. My boss."

"What?" Desi's parents say the same for the second time when they know who Alex really is.

"Actually..." Desi again hung up her sentence. "Actually before Alex moved to Jakarta he was in America. And his efforts there have been really successful. But because of me..." Desi again hung up her sentence while bowing her head deeply. He has expressed as much as possible. Hopefully, his parents will believe his words.

"Ah dear..." Siska hugged her son's body tightly. "So Alex moved here because he loved you so much," he thought that Alex moved to Jakarta because his future son-in-law was willing to leave his business there only to be closer to Desi.

Why can Mom read my mind? Oh Allah forgive me. I'm so lying. The inner Desi who is still in the arms of the mother.

"Certainly so?" Tanya Darmawan tried to be sure of the words of the wife. He is now sitting on Desi's bed.

"If Papi doesn't believe. Papi can find an article about Alex," Desi said, reassuring his parents. "Mi-PiU... Desi loves Alex very much. Desi please bless us both yes..." Desi said while holding the hands of her parents. "The reason Desi never received the arranged marriage that Papi and Mami planned was because Desi already had a prospective life partner of Desi's own choice," continued Desi again. His eyes showed a bright look so that his parents could bless him and Alex.

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Moments later Darmawan and Siska went out of Desi's room. Desi was still sitting on the bed. He breathed a deep breath as he had escaped the various questions his parents had launched on him. Then he opened the pillow beside her. Under the pillow is his laptop. He reopened the laptop. In the google search engine he has been doing a search on behalf of Alex. "It's a good thing I'm doing a quick search on Alex. If not..." Desi seemed to think of something. Then he put his laptop on his bed. "God..." He rolled over on his bed. Turn her body to the right and to the left. "I'd go crazy like this..."

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