Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
Why He Looks Like Me

"Where? I'm handsome maximize?" said Mr. Harry while furrowing his eyebrows.

"Still handsome me," replied Alex. He took out his wallet too. Taking photos while in college. Then show it to Harry.

"Look at me more handsome and cool," said Alex.

Seeing the photo, Mr. Harry took it. Putting together both her and Alex's photos.

"What are you old man doing? Can't I be more handsome than you?" said Alex.

Harry was silent. Look at those two photos. A picture of him and Alex in college. Maybe the two are almost the same age in the photo.

"Like, like my copy photo," said Mr. Harry. Look at both photos carefully. Alex looks just like him. Especially seeing those two photos.

Both Alex's netra also looked at the two photos. Just like Mr. Harry. He wondered why his picture was like a copy of Mr. Harry's picture.

"You're copying my picture?" accuse Alex.

"Well, I was born to you first, you're the one who imitates my style," argued Mr. Harry did not accept his popularity rivaled Alex. He is the most handsome widower maco despite being single.

"You saw that was my hairstyle when I was young" Alex said.

"My hair has been like this for a long time, you've been following me" said Mr. Harry.

"Why are you wearing a blue shirt, that's my favorite color" Alex muttered as he and Harry wore light blue shirts in the photo.

"You're the one who always imitated me, I used to love blue" Harry said.

Both have the same favorite color. The two of them went back to arguing until Grandpa David went inside the toilet.

"Alex!" call Grandpa David.

The two men were shocked to hear Grandpa David's voice. They looked at him at the same time.

"Grandfather," said Alex.

"Let's go home!" bring Grandpa David.

"Yes, Kek" replied Alex. He's approaching Grandpa David. Come with him out of the toilet. Harry was still in place. His eyes turned to the photo he had in his hand. Photos of him and Alex.

"Why is Alex so similar to me?" said Mr. Harry.

"Is this a coincidence?" he added.

Than the confusion of alone tar is considered crazy because they want Lebaran have not bought discount clothes and cake nastar kiloan. It is better to put the two photos in his pocket. Walk out of the restaurant.

Harry got into his car. Sit in the back seat while pensive. Looking towards the glass. See the view as the car drove on the highway. Along with other cars. Go to their respective destinations.

"Alex the son of Ferdi and Marisa. Why does his face look like mine? He also likes the colors I like" said Harry. She's curious. As long as he knew Alex as a businessman, he never noticed his face. Just now Mr. Harry was watching him up close.

"Is it because Ferdi and I are brothers, so Alex looks like me? But it should be similar to Ferdi" Harry said.

Something's troubling his mind. A long time ago incident. The night Marisa's mother set her up. Mr. Harry remembered very well, they had slept together.

"What?" Harry hesitated to speculate. He doesn't know what's really going on.

"Marisa, only she knows the answer" said Mr. Harry. She was sure the answer to her curiosity was to Marisa's mother.

***

That night after returning from the mosque tarawih, Alex made pregnant mother's milk for his beloved wife. He brought the warm milk out of the kitchen. Go upstairs. Alex walked into his room, approaching Sophia who was sitting on the bed leaning on the headboard.

"Dear to drink milk first" said Alex.

Sophia smiling. Seeing her husband being so considerate and protective of her.

"Yes," said Sophia.

Alex sat down next to Sophia. Give her milk.

"Drink baby! Let Dede be healthier and stronger" Alex said.

Sophia nodded. Start drinking the milk in her hand. Gulp it slowly until it runs out.

"Alhamdulillah, delicious Mas," said Sophia.

"Yes dong, I make sure delicious, there is prayer in every stirring," said Alex.

Alex nodded while stroking Sophia's stomach.

His hands slowly moved from one part to another.

"Bobo, baby?" ask Alex.

"Yes, maybe a glut. It was when I opened I ate a lot" Sophia replied.

"Pantes is already this hour bobo, usually there is a movement even though it is slow," said Alex who always pay attention to the development of Sophia's pregnancy.

"Mas, this morning so Grandpa's meeting Mr Harry?" ask Sophia.

"So baby, even me and the old man argued for a long time," Alex replied still upset because of fighting to be a handsome gap today.

Sophia smiled slightly. She already knew her husband wouldn't get along with Harry.

"What is my argument?" ask Sophia.

"Discuss who's the most handsome" Alex replied.

Sophia laughed a little. Until it rubs its own stomach.

"Darling it's funny?" ask Alex.

"Can't Mas budge or at least reconcile with Mr Harry? young Om mu Mas" replied Sophia.

"No, he's annoying. I don't want to have Om like him" said Alex scowling. Never mind giving up or making peace, he is lazy to meet or call him Om.

Sophia kissed Alex. Give him a gift so he doesn't pout anymore.

"Sweetly less," complained Alex.

"Then come on!" bring Sophia.

"Yes, it's not in vain to make milk dapet too" said Alex.

Some days Alex reduced the schedule of his country's duties in order to maintain Sophia's health. He was sorry to see his wife who was now growing belly. Alex wants Sophia to get more rest so she and the baby are healthy.

Alex immediately turned on the steering wheel, letting his car ride in an uncontrollable shock, moving freely as he pleased. Until the driver enjoys every ride and descent. And the winding. Tracing every road that passes the rising mountain and the descending valley. Enjoy all the views from every part and direction. All his senses were pampered in aroma and taste. Tasting the sweetness of natural honey produced by beautiful nature. The sound echoed like the wind in the trees. Welcome like birds chirping alternately.

Eventually the two of them rested in a thick blanket that wrapped around the bodies of the two. Lying down rested his body after such a long journey.

"Honey me and Mr. Harry turned out to have similarities," said Alex.

"How do you think Mas is?" ask Sophia.

"Oh, my face is very similar to that of Mr. Harry when I was younger" Alex replied.

"Like?" Sophia surprised.

"Yes, like a photo of his coffee" Alex replied.

"Can't you, Mas? Though Mas is not the son of Ferdi's father, it means not the pounding of Mr. Harry, but ...," said Sophia. There was something strange in his mind.

"But what, baby?" ask Alex.

"But why did Mas donate blood for the father's surgery" Sophia replied.

Alex fell silent. True Sophia said, the results of DNA tests showed he was not the son of Mr. Ferdi but could donate blood to him. Rh-null blood is rare.

"You're right, I'm not a father's son. Means not descended from the Sebastian Family. But why do I look like Mr. Harry, his older brother's father," Alex said.

"Well, did you ask whose mother is your real father?" ask Sophia.

Alex was silent. His mother must know who his real father is. Maybe he'll know the answer. Why he looks like Harry and has the same blood as his grandfather and father.

"Yes, tomorrow I asked my mother" Sophia said.

"Yes, baby" said Alex. He kissed Sophia's forehead. Hugged Sophia in her arms and began to close her eyes.

***

Harry stood on the balcony upstairs. Enjoy a long night alone. It has been a long time in the singles to make him accustomed to making friends with the night wind. Listening to the sound of crickets and silence. Harry had a cell phone in his hand. Like calling someone but hesitating.

"If I call Marisa, will she pick up the phone from me?" said Mr. Harry. He has been selling expensive all this time. Sok cool and don't care about Marisa's mom. It would be strange if suddenly pretentious and pretentious to him. He insulted and cursed her.