To The Man Who Broke My Heart
47. Fall off

I really did not think that what is meant by “prepain the concept of dikit” an Alex means to bring in a professional photographer complete with his makeup and hair stylist team. I should have guessed all this. I should have been able to level my thinking with that guy; a little bit for an Alexander Rahardjo was most likely to be something excessive for me. Seeing the excitement at the rooftop RS Group Building this morning, a little bit of it makes me upset and sorry. “I should have known you would do something like this. You said little preparation, Lex, but why come a company like this?” I said while grinding my teeth.

Alex who was standing next to me just blinked one eye.

“Befit Bian and Rian work very hard to take care of you, Kay.” Andrew whispered in my ear as he looked me in the mirror. “And ... I mean, wearing this on your friend’s wedding day? You’re totally gonna blow her up. Cruel you, Kay. Kejaaam.” She laughed as she tidied up the hair that was stuck to my forehead from behind.

The comment is again. I'm really considering it now. "You serious, Lex? Too much, huh, wear this dress to Lulu's wedding? Did I change my other clothes? Let him be angry with me because he is not compact than he feels unhappy on a day that should be his happy day," I said. The brain starts working harder. He began to spin around and generate more thoughts and questions and speculations and other negative things.

"Hey." My body suddenly moved to make me and Alex now stand face to face. The man leaned forward so that our eyes met. "Don't start, yeah. I don't like it when you behave like this. Okay, okay. I know you mean well, you don't want to take outshine the Lulu on her wedding day, but there's nothing you can do, Kayra. It's not about the dress. It's you, Baby. It's just .. you."

Baby. He just called me Baby. What on earth is happening?

Alex stood up straight again and fiddled with the hairdo who was deliberately left to frame my face gently. Every now and then his fingertips touched my skin, sending a sensation that gave me goosebumps up to the bone marrow.

We looked at each other, his sparkling blue eyes reflected the morning sunlight of Jakarta City which was definitely busy down there. However, up here, on top of one of these skyscrapers, under the makeshift tent set up for shooting purposes, under his intense gaze, was, I felt that there was nothing busiest about what was inside my body.

The heart is busy running. The lungs are busy breathing in, trying to compensate. Blood is busy flowing while transporting oxytocin in high amounts. The heart is busy enjoying the taste. The brain is busy trying not to think about anything.

Yesterday night he kissed my forehead. This morning she called me baby. Then he did this. After that, what else?

Alex came back to kiss me. On this occasion he did it longer, softer, and more ... I don't know. I feel like this time the touch has become more. It's like he really means it with all of him.

I felt my eyes close automatically. I responded to what I felt without wanting to ruin it by thinking too far, too much, too often. This time I just want to feel loved.

I haven't allowed myself to feel anything like this for a long time. I've been holding back for a long time and trying to close my heart to Alex's charm, and now I realize that it's all creating a tremendous feeling of tiredness. This time I really wanted to relinquish control and fall into what Alexander Rahardjo had given me all along.

Her feelings.

I don't know how long it's been, but it feels so fast that time has passed and Alex has taken his lips off my forehead. He wiped a little spot that had just been left by his lips. "Thank God I didn't make your makeup break. Can be ground me with Mas Yudhi."

I can't believe that's what came out of his mouth after what just happened. However, come to think of it, maybe he intentionally did it because .. let's face it, Folks, he might want to anticipate a response from me. He didn't want to make me overthink at a time like this.

In the middle of her hand, she reached down to my shoulder to turn my body to face the mirror again. He stood behind me. Our height difference made his head still visible even though I was already standing right in front of him. "Look at that. You see what I mean?" He also whispered back.

I did what he told me to do.

My hair has now been fitted with extensions to the length to be waist. With the touch of a professional hand from head to toe, I had changed my form and felt like I was becoming a princess of an imaginary country.

I looked at my reflection in the mirror, not wanting to act as a humble pretender, I would admit that my look now was truly admirable. I immediately looked at Alex. “I can’t believe the one I see in the mirror is me.”

Alex showed off his charming smile after hearing my comment.

I really felt like I was in the seventh heaven.

****

The shooting session has already begun. With the background of the other skyscrapers of the capital around, my picture was taken approximately two hours. I nagged Alex for being embarrassed to be seen by this many people, but Alex kept trying to convince me. “You don't have to pose this. Just do what you like and Mas Yudhi will take the picture. It was also explained by Mas Yudhi to you.”

Previously all this began Mas Yudhi, the photographer, did have time to give an explanation and direction about how the process and how to take pictures. Mas Yudhi also showed some photos of models that I can follow.

After the shooting session was over, Alex drove me to prepare to leave for the office. On the way to the house, I was finally able to spray Alex the right way. I re-emerged the protest. The Alex, who has a lot of reasons, just go with, “Kay, the picture you said to Anneke Zayn, right? Then, you mean, you want to take a photo for a name that big just the same HP camera and editing capital in the photo application? Babe, please, don't embarrass me, deh.”

Okay, that Babe got me. After all, what he said was very true. I better not nag anymore. The atmosphere in the car instantly became silent.

"You look so wonderful, by the way."

God!

To be continued ....