To The Man Who Broke My Heart
50. The Meaning of his Stare

Seeing his mother, Genta instantly became very happy and then chased after her. Uni Cya held her child and intended to bring the child to the room. “Thank you very much, Om Alex Ganteng, already bother taking care of Genta for a while. He's not fussy, is he?"

With a quick Alex nodded. "Gak ah, Uni. She's smart, not fussy at all. Don't bother either."

"Thank God," said Uni Cya. "Yes, if so Genta wants to go to the room first yes, Om. Bye, Aunt Kakay!” Uni Cya moves Genta's hand like a wave. Alex waved back and sat down next to me who still couldn't stop looking at him.

“Like what you see?” Alex blinked one eye at me. Basic Alex. He started again.

I gave him a look of wonder. “How did you do that, Lex?” I finally had a chance to voice the questions that were on my mind.

Alex watched me for a while before giving that smile he was always proud of. “I have four nephews, Kay, son of my brothers.” He finally answered my question. His words were interspersed with smiles of the memories of the four nephews who passed by. “So I can say I used to take care of the kids.”

I nodded slowly, slightly absorbing the information Alex had given me about him.

She began telling how her parents required her to live with her eldest sister, Ashley, while still in college. Ashley gave birth to her first child, Carla, when Alex was in her first year. Two years later, Carla's younger sister, Calvin, was born. After completing S1, Alex decided to continue S2 at the same University. However, this time she had to accompany her second sister, Aubrey, who had just given birth and lived alone because her husband was a pilot and had busy flying hours. While in Indonesia, her older brother, Adrian, lives with their parents. Therefore he has a lot of opportunities to learn to recognize the behavior and how to deal with children.

After all the things Alex said, I suddenly realized one thing; all this time I didn't know anything about him. I never even asked. Everything we do is focused on my needs, my wants. I feel like a bad friend to Andrew. “I’m sorry.” I interrupted Alex who was busy telling stories.

“Sorry for what, Kay?” He then changed his sitting position. Tendinakan next to the foot to the top of the sofa with the position of being broken down so that his right foot is now in the space between our bodies. I'm sure it was one of those efforts so that he could make the atmosphere a little more relaxed and comfortable.

I immediately changed my direction so I could look at Alex.

“I'm sorry for being so selfish with you. It's always you who's there for me, and I can say I don't know anything about you and your family. I never even had it. That's really bad, right?” I looked down and covered my face with both palms.

I heard Alex growling before feeling his touch on my skin. He tried to raise his face and let go of my hand so I could look at him. He's smiling now.

Ah, that smile again. “Don’t be sorry. You can take the whole time to know everything about me.”

I looked at him and saw something in Alex's eyes that I had never seen before so I didn't understand what it meant.

To be continued ....