Love Story of Alex And Desi

Nightmare

Desi stood on a high cliff. His hands gently caressed his bulging stomach. It's a dark and foggy day. No lighting at all. Fearful. Right now, he is scared. He's never seen this place before. He looked down. Towards a very steep ravine. The horror made his heart race quickly. But on the other side he saw a path. He carefully stepped onto the path he had seen. Lots of sharp pebbles that hit his feet because he was not wearing footwear. "Let's..." Pekiknya while looking at his feet that have been bleeding due to pebbles. But he tried to endure the pain in his leg. He must leave this place. A very foreign place to him. "Fire... Mommy..." Call Desi half yelling. He had trouble walking because of his injured leg. Asking for help from those closest to him is the only way he can get out of this place. "Fire... Mommy..." Shouted Desi again. His breathing had gone up and down when there was no help from his two parents.

Desi walked back slowly. His right hand he used to hold his injured leg while his left hand he used to hold his lower abdomen. "Alexes..." Call Desi again. His eyes were already glazed as the people closest to him did not help him. "Alexes... You where?" He shouted again, stopping his steps. She cried. Crying because he couldn't find someone he asked for help. He had walked more than four meters but he could not see the end of the road from the path he passed. "Alexes..." Shouts again. "Where are you?" She has repeatedly shouted the name of her husband. Alex did not appear in front of him.

His cry grew even more broken as the cold suddenly came. The sky that was already overcast now dripped rainwater. The foggy surrounding area made him again terrified. He forced his body to stand up. Rubbing away her tears flowing down her cheeks violently. The torrential drizzle of rain added to the burden Desi felt. He must speed up his steps. I don't know where he is now. But he had to get off this path. With a half-running step he continued to look towards the front.

But suddenly her steps stopped when she saw someone she used to see in front of the gate of her husband's house when night fell. A person who always wore all black clothes was standing in front of him while bowing his head. In view of his appearance he had guessed that the person standing in front of him was a man. "Who are you?" Desi asked in a loud voice. Actually he was very afraid, but for his safety he had to face the person who was still flinching before him. The increasingly heavy rain made him unable to see clearly who the person standing before him was. "You're the same person that almost every night stands in front of my husband's gate, right?"

Desi's second question made the person in front of her let out a sneaky laugh. Slowly someone who had lowered his head was now looking towards Desi.

Either maybe because of the rain at this time Desi's vision is a little blurry. He rubbed his face with rain water. But he still could not see clearly who the person standing before him was. "Who are you?" Asked Desi again in a loud voice. But the question is still not answered by the man who is still standing in front of him. "I asked who are you?" Another question answered loud laughter by the man in front of him. The fear overtook him as the man in front of him pulled out a knife from behind his shirt. "No..." Desi shook her head slowly while walking backward step by step as the man before her stepped closer to her. "Stop there!" Desi's orders in a half-calling tone. "Alexes..." Call Desi when she knows her life is threatened. "Alexes..." Call again. His feet did not even stop walking backwards when the man carrying the knife in front of him still did not stop his steps.

A moment of Desi's steps stopped when he knew that three more steps were on the brink of the abyss. "What do you really want, huh?" Desi's voice was already trembling as his life was already at the tip of the horn.

"I want you dead!" The loud voice of the man who was in front of Desi was so shrill in the ears. At that moment, the knife in his hand was lifted into the air. He was ready to take Desi's life. With quick steps he walked forward and raised his knife towards Desi.

"Yes..." Shouting Desi.

*

Desi's screams managed to wake herself who was sound asleep. The sound of his cell phone ringing also no less woke him up during a nightmare.

Desi's breath gasped as she regained consciousness and sat on her bed. He glanced at the cell phone on the nightstand. Instantly he grabbed his phone as he found out who had called him in the middle of the night. Her husband's name is clearly on the screen. "Assynoltom..." Desi said after successfully sliding the green icon on her phone screen.

Wa'alaikum...

The voice across there was stifled upon hearing clearly as Desi struggled to breathe.

Dear... You all right?

Dear...

Alex's anxious voice could be captured clearly by Desi's ears. After managing to catch his breath, he put his phone back in his ear. "I'm fine, baby..." Answer Desi for sure. "Wait a minute..." Desi looked at the wall clock when she knew it was still night. He could see the still dark sky as his gaze turned towards the balcony of his room. The sky is crying tonight. It seems clear outside is drizzling but a little heavy. He did not close the balcony door because it is still eight o'clock at night. After dinner last night, he fell asleep. "Are you not busy?"

Right now I am busy. I'm busy missing you.

Alex's answer made Desi smile to herself. He had even forgotten about the nightmare he had just experienced. "Based by a mongrel," Desi chirped as she walked toward the balcony of the room. Intend to close the balcony door of the room made of glass so that rainwater does not enter the room.

What did you say? I'm a molly? I really miss you, baby...

Alex's statement made Desi hold his right hand which was already holding the handle of the balcony door of the room. The smile that had puffed up on her lips instantly disappeared as she looked at the person standing in front of the gate of her husband's house. The exact same person he saw in his dream. He took his foot out of the glass door. He did not even care when his body was exposed to rain water. He tried to clearly see the person still standing in front of the gate.

Dear...

"Alex says this isn't a dream?"

Whahuh? What did you say? The dreams? This is not a dream, baby. I was really calling you.

Alex's statement again makes Desi sculpt. His two eyes instantly glazed over as he saw a person standing in front of the gate was pulling out a knife behind his shirt and was looking at him. "No..." Mumbled wailing. His hand covered his mouth in disbelief.

Dear... Baby why are you? You're all right, right? Dear...

"No..." Said Desi again. Unknowingly he walked backwards and without knowing his feet slipped on the balcony floor of his room wet from the rain. Desi fell and hit her head against the glass door, which knocked her unconscious. The phone he was holding also fell on the floor next to him.

Dear... Dear... Anwser me... Dear... Don't scare me like this... Dear...

Seriate