To The Man Who Broke My Heart
46. Oh, No. Oh, Yes.

Madam Inah woke me up because she heard someone hit the doorbell a few times. The woman looked worried as I met her in front of the door. “Non Kayra, who the hell is pulling the bell night-night gini? Ma'am so scared.”

I rubbed my eyes as I tried to digest what Mother Inah said in a hurry. "What, Ma'am? What did Mom say just now?"

"There's a man in front, Non. Play the bell home. He ticked many times. I was so scared, Non. I want to be in the middle of the night again."

The words of Madam Inah and the way she said it made me really wake up now. Soon I walked over to pick up the broom in the kitchen before moving back towards the front door. The person behind the door rang the bell once again.

Instead of being as scared as my house assistant felt, I felt really upset. I just fell asleep after a busy day taking care of this and that at the office and campus. Not to mention trying as hard as possible to calm the heart because from yesterday there was no news from Alex.

Everything will be better if it comes that important person, yes. It's half-twelve o'clock at night, hellow! If it was just a prankster, or even a demon who just wanted to kidnap, whoever it was would have the consequences. I don't hesitate to make that demon die a second time.

I walked to the door with a broomstick that was already in a ready position in the right hand. I turned the key and opened the door slowly. I peeked at whoever was behind the door from that little opening. My eyes met with an unusual sight. A person still wearing an expensive work suit with a handsome mixed face who was quite tired was standing at the door.

Alex.

Automatic broomsticks dropped from their positions and I immediately gave them to Mbak Inah. I opened the front door wider so that I could completely catalog the situation of the man who was now standing before me with a smile that was choked up on his haggard face. “Alex?"

He returned my greeting hoarsely. "Hey."

Suddenly my irritated feelings turned into pity. "Go in, Lex. You look so tired. You want to make coffee?”

The man immediately entered and walked towards the living room and he immediately threw himself onto the sofa.

“Mau, Kay. Coffee sounds really good now.” Leaning his body against the back of the sofa, his eyes were then closed.

What exactly has he been through today?

Not wanting to bother Alex, I slowly and carefully got up. I then moved towards the kitchen to make some coffee for Alex. Ma'am Inah apparently had prepared a cup and was heating the water.

“Mas Alex looks really tired huh, Non? More work times, yes.” Ma'am asked while whispering. I just nodded. “You made food also not, Non?”

Hm. The food is good too. Let Alex get his power back. “He is, Ma'am. Make spaghetti, which is simple. The instant pasta sauce is still there, isn't it, Ma'am?" Ma'am Inah is now the one who nodded. "okay, deh. Thanks a lot yes, Ma'am.”

I then brought the ready cup of black coffee back to the living room. The aroma that was airing instantly made Alex wake up and straighten his body.

“Thanks.” Alex di Kalakian welcomed my hand which contained a coffee cup and then inhaled the aroma of coffee deeply. The smell of hot coffee makes his eyes more blocked. He then blew on the surface of the coffee a few times before sipping a little thick black drink from inside the cup. Black coffee typical of our city that brought Mama on a previous visit.

Alex looked at me and smiled, this time the smile was filled with guilt. “Sorry, I didn't reply to your message, yes. I again road to the interior of Maluku for corporate affairs and it turns out there the signal is very difficult. That's why I chose to come straight here after getting off the plane, half nine. And I’m sorry for waking you up. You are the same Mother Inah must be very disturbing the same uninvited arrival I am. Where it's late again.”

I'm shaking. “Don’t be sorry. You should just go home, Lex. You must be tired. You can order me tomorrow. You can reply to my message using the message too, do not have to nyamperin me here too, right?”

I rolled my eyeballs. Again and again trying to hide the true feelings behind the kind of dislike I'm showing. “Fourths are struggling with face so. You are fresh aja sombalannya not mempan, Lex, especially now.” I sneered.

The man then reached out to my head and ruffled my hair with anxiety. “Your base. I like to do anything about me. Uh, by the way, what job did you mention in the chat? The job is halal, right?”

Ah, that. I remember again the request of Aunt Anne. “You know who owns The House of Anne, right?” I started right away. Alex asked about it.

Alex thought for a moment before nodding in somewhat doubt. “I don't know personally, anyway, just like my mom I know. Why then?”

I cleared my throat before giving a long explanation. “Kan, the story of my friend who wants to marry tomorrow we want to wear bridesmaid uniforms. So we are given cloth, told to sew it ourselves. Well, Aunt Meli took me to her place. Be the dress I made so beautiful, Lex. Yesterday brought the same Aunt Meli to the office.” I chuckle embarrassedly. “But, the problem is not that. Aunt Anne, the owner of the House of Anne, said the dress was free. He just wanted me to take a photo of the shirt to upload it to his social media. So.” I deliberately stopped the sentence there, in the hope that Alex could understand the continuation without having to express it verbally. I then put my shoulders down.

“Yes, let me take the picture. When?”

Oh, myh. How I love the quick-witted Alexander Rahardjo. I smiled broadly at her response.

“As of you, Lex. When can you. But, if you ask me when, if you can before Lulu's show, anyway. Can't do it, huh? You later I do not know the clothes are still intact or do not run out it.” I raised my eyebrows while smiling playfully.

Alex chuckled and shook his head. "Bas with you." He ruffled my hair again. It seems like it has become a new habit for him tonight. “OK if that's it. I'll set the schedule first, yeah. You help me send a picture of his shirt so we can prepare the concept of dikit.”

"Thank youuuu!" I suddenly scatter while expanding my arms and end up hugging the man. "Thank you, thank you, thank you!" I peed her cheeks wet.

Instantly the atmosphere became more .... Ih, why does it feel like this house is getting hotter, huh?

I heard Alex got up off the couch and started getting ready. “You have a lot of coffee, Kay. I made the right decision to come here. I know meeting you can make me excited again.”

I again sneered at—hello, acting skills!—while coming up from the seat.

“And please say thank you to me for the spaghetti.”

"Yes, I'll say it." I chimed.

"Bye, Kay. See you soon."

And do you know what happens next? You guys know what? Alex slipped his hand between the strands of my hair before sticking his lips to his forehead. I was so surprised by what he did. So surprised, I just stood there.

This is the first time Alex has done that; kissed my forehead. The thing that managed to make my heart go back inside my chest. However, I never said that I .. dislike how the sensation caused by her lips on my forehead. In fact I really like it.

Oh, no. Oh .. yes.

To be continued ....