THE ALEXIS
THE HIS TRUE IDENTITY

“Sorry for not telling you this, son. But we had to hide all this" Hutama said with a sad and regretful look. “But believe! This guy is not a bad guy.”

“But for what? And who is he?” Krisna flocked to her father impatiently.

“He is Alex's twin brother, Alexander Smith.”

“Wait! Not Jester Alexander?" sergeant Aditya. Everyone seemed so shocked by Hutama's words.

"Jester Alexander is his current name, while his real name is Alexander Smith" Hutama explained.

"Why did he change his name?" Krisna now expressed her curiosity.

"Dad doesn't know why she changed her name either."

Alexander Sebastian-Sebastian Alexander, Smith Alexander-Alexander Smith. These names can be reversed easily, if there is an error in the placement of surnames, it will be fatal as well as the result. 

Alexander Smith's? I don't know why Khiara feels familiar with the name. But where did he hear it? I don't know, Khiara herself can't remember. But somehow the name was firmly imprinted in his innermost brain shell.

“And one of the reasons Mrs Seran asked for the identity of the orphanage was to protect her from her ex-husband" Hutama continued.

“But I did not find Mrs' divorce papers. Seran. Not even a marriage certificate exists" Khiara said.

“That's because they only do weddings religiously. As you know, there are so many couples out there who are not tied to a wedding.” 

Khiara's forehead wrinkled, still not satisfied with Mr. Hutamas. So does the others. It was as if they were demanding more from this explanation.

“Better Om tell it from start to finish. We do not understand if Om tells it by jumping around like this.” Endra was followed by a nod of everything. 

Hutama sighed, as if resigned to the foresight of his children. Khiara was just waiting. As if he knew that Mr. Hutama did deliberately tell it randomly to make their brains wrinkled and miss something.

“Mrs. Seran is a beautiful woman, soft-smart, affectionate and assertive. She is an independent woman. After graduating from High School he studied at London University. And when he was 20 years old, he was betrothed to a businessman from America." Hutama paused his explanation

"I myself do not know who this businessman is, because Mrs. Seran never let anyone know who her ex-husband was. They are forced to explore each other by living in the businessman's home in London. But Mrs. Seran rejected it.”

“Reject?” Krishna interrupted.

“Yeah, Mrs. Seran refused to stay in one house without any marriage ties. Entrepreneurs cannot get married anytime soon. I don't know what the reason is. Eventually the two sides agreed to marry them religiously without registering them in the country until the time came." They all nodded their heads with Hutama's words.

"And finally Mrs. Seran learned that her husband was not a good person and often received inhumane treatment, so she decided to divorce. So the agreement of both parties was canceled and Mrs Seran returned to the homeland. But unexpectedly, their short marriage turned out to produce two human children in the body of Mrs. Seran.”

“He keeps raising them here?” krisna still asked.

“No, having a child without a husband was such a shame in this country back then. Unlike now who seem to have children outside marriage is common.” 

There was a scornful tone from Hutama's sentence. And here were two people who were insinuated without him knowing. Adit and Khiara. Adit turned to Khiara who turned out to be closing her eyes tightly to hold something inside her chest.

“Hahaha .. sorry, sorry! Om too carried away by feelings. She fled to Moscow during her pregnancy until the birth of her two sons. And it turned out that it was heard by her ex-husband so that one of the children was forced. Finally, with Mrs. Seran handed over one of his children on condition that his son must bear the same name and be allowed to contact his son.”

“What Smith is his father's surname?” Khiara.

“Om don't know. Only the name Alexander was given by Mrs. Seran, then the rest each of them who pin names to each child they bring. It should be like that, but Alex this one actually uses the name Alexander as his last name.”

“Smith.” Khira said it back with a sigh. The name was very disturbing to his mind. His brain seemed to be pounding behind the cranium. 

Suddenly a glass of water was thrust in front of him as he was squeezing his hair. He raised his head, it turned out that it was Endra standing beside him.

“Minum!" He offered while wiping the sweat, and flicked the thin bangs covering Khiara's forehead back. Khiara received the glass and then downed it.

“What's up?” Artha who was now asking worriedly. And Khiara immediately moved her left hand to signal that she was fine while drinking the water greedily.

“Maybe she's exhausted, she hasn't slept since last night, right?” obviously Endra was directly sitting on the armrest of the swivel chair while gently stroking Khiara's head.

“You're really okay, Honey?” Even Hutama was worried about it.

“It's okay Om, go on.”

“Alright, where was it?”

“Until the name," Endra said as he rubbed Khiara's left arm. Khiara turned to Endra who looked straight at Hutama. Endra looked so calm and used to it. “You okay?” Endra had turned to him. 

And Khiara nodded her head. Somehow Endra could tell that Khiara was thinking about something that was bothering him. “Good, we listen again to the story Om Hutama.”

“When returning to the homeland, Mrs. Seran asked for help at an orphanage to create an identity for the child he brought to protect his son from the stamp of illegitimate children. Although he is not a bastard. And most importantly disguise her identity from her ex-husband."

"He continued his studies in the country and began to take over his family's company and often took little Alex to his office. But unfortunately, it turns out that one child has no interest in the business world.”

“Then what is he interested in?” ask Adit.

“Music," reply Krishna.

“True, even he is a genius in the field of music. So he took the art of music in college, then just took management shortly before Mrs. Seran Died. If not wrong age at that time is 20 years," continued Hutama.

“At the same university?” ask Artha.

“Yes. And he had to handle Mrs company. Seran himself with my help beside him. But still at that time he was not ready. His mother's death really hit him until his mind was fucked. Moreover, business is still common to him. He has not understood correctly how to run the company.”

“Why does Om not handle it until he is ready?” Khiara's critical soul began to emerge.

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