To The Man Who Broke My Heart
51. I Think I Love You

Genta was already asleep while on his way back from the restaurant and Uni Cya directly moved him to the bed. In the meantime we regrouped in the living room to continue the conversation. Men are busy exchanging views on the hot issues in Indonesia today, while we, women, are busy discussing the dress I wore at Lulu's wedding yesterday. I did not even forget to show off the photos that Mas Yudhi had taken in advance. Mama and Uni Cya replaced the ooh and aah ria when they saw the photos.

“Kayra really pretty dress that, right, Ma? When I saw her at Lulu's wedding, I thought she was the one getting married. Not his friend.” Bang Ruan suddenly sat down next to Mama.

The comment made me self-conscious and aware of the circumstances around me. When I look around, I'm sure. Papa, Bang Jun and Alex, who were busy discussing politics, were now focusing their attention on me. Again and again, as already happened about one million two hundred and seventy-five thousand four hundred and forty-four times ago, Bang Rian always managed to embarrass me with the things he did.

“Apaan anyway, Brother.” I hit Bang Rian's head with the seat cushion from earlier on. However, that made his laughter even more so.

“Udah ah, Rian! You make your sister shy.” Mama mediates us. “Eh, but," added the woman who had given birth to us again, "your branch is really also loh, Kay. You are so beautiful in this dress.” My mother smiled with pride.

I lowered my face and hugged Mama who was sitting next to me. Some rascals I could hear when I did that.

“Hm, Om, Aunt, can I have a minute?”

Alex's voice brought our attention to Padanga. He cleared his throat and improved his sitting position. He shifted his body to the edge of the sofa and straightened his back. Both of his palms were placed on top of his thighs. He's back to the throat.

“Please, Alex.” Papa replied casually. “Is there anything you want to say?”

Breathing out long breaths slowly. Before long, the nervousness felt by the young man vanished from the look on his face. His calm and collected self is back. He felt confident and confident again. Alex does not feel too tense anymore when viewed from the body now. His back was not as straight and straight as before. “Iya, Om,” said while nodding.

Alex circulated his gaze, but somehow I felt he deliberately surpassed my eyes. His gaze ended back in Papa's eyes. He looked at Mom and Dad in turn.

What in the ever loving fudge? What is he trying to do? What is Alexander Rahardjo doing?

“I apologize in advance, Om, Aunt, if I was presumptuous, but ... I think I love you, Kayra Salim.”

Engg, what? What is he talking about? Did I not hear wrong? Alex said what just now? He's serious or he's kidding, anyway? What did you say, Lex?

To be continued ....