Sensational Husband
The Seventy Eight
Alexa sat alone in a chair. The sound of music mingling with the sound of laughter adds to the boisterous situation of the discotheque. The aroma of alcoholic beverages is mixed with puff of cigarette smoke.
Alexa stared at the vibrating phone. Azlan.
“What's up, Azlan?” answer Alexa.
“Nona, we're home now. Miss shouldn't be at the discos. Discotheque is not the right place to dispose of the problem,” said Azlan who waited for his nonanya outside the discotheque. Exactly waiting in the car.
“Plis don't bother me first.” Alexa shifts the red button and the connection is disconnected.
Azlan called back, many times, but Alexa did not answer. He does not want to be disturbed. His disappointment has peaked.
“Helo, Jes!” greet Alexa while flanking the phone between shoulder and ear. He answered his best friend's phone.
“Crazy, rame bang. You must be on discotheque, huh?”
“Yes. I sprained my same bokap again. On my birthday like this, I even go out of town to meet his wife. Though he promised to spend the same time I.”
“Going now, Lexs. We celebrate your birthday at lo.”'s house
“Not to bother me, Jes. Here I hepi, kok.”
“Lex.”
“Baay..” Alexa turns off the phone. He wants to let go of his disappointment. By hearing the sound of music, his heart was slightly comforted.
“Drink?” a man in a black hat offered Alexa a drink. He was twenty-nine years old.
“Nggak.” Alexa shakes.
“This can make you calm.” The guy put the glass back in front of Alexa's face.
“Now!” reset Alexa.
“Colah!”
“He did not drink it,” reject someone while pushing back the glass offered to Alexa.
React Alexa and the man in the hat simultaneously turned to the man who blatantly refused the drinks offered to Alexa.
“Azlan?” Alexa looked at the handsome man.
“Go home!” Azlan's Word.
Alexa frowned not understanding. Since when did Azlan act like his brother like this?
“Do not touch him!” pekik Alexa forbids men in hats from touching Azlan. Deliberately, he stood in the middle as the man in the hat was about to pull Azlan's shirt collar.
The man in the hat did not want to stay silent. “What are you?” he looked at Azlan's eyes sharply.
“I'm her future husband!” Azlan.
Alexa turned her head, looking at Azlan who was standing by her side. Husband-to-be? Alexa stunned. But the next second he realized and immediately said, “Come, we go home!” take Alexa to Azlan.
Soon Azlan stepped out of the discotheque followed by Alexa. Azlan's head felt dizzy in the room. He entered the car and drove it close to Alexa.
Alexa got into the car that was approaching her.
“Nona, should miss not enter the discotheque again,” said Azlan sat car already moving on the highway.
“I'm pissed at papa,” chirps Alexa pout.
“That means Mr. Joan cares about you. Proof he sent me to keep an eye on you.”
“Still, Azlan. You take care of me.”
“Sir Joan will fire me if I don't do my job well.”
Arriving at home, Alexa immediately breezed in.
“Nona, discos are not good for women like you,” said Azlan who runs behind Alexa.
Alexa who had reached the front room turned her head, she was stunned and could only silently look at Azlan.
“Do you need to say that to me?” ask Alexa at last.
“I care about you. This is for you,” Azlan said as he handed over a piece of paper he took from the dashboard box.
“Thanks.” Alexa grabbed the paper. “I consider this my birthday gift.”
Azlan smiled faintly. “Please say so. Open it later when going to bed.”
“O yes? So this I save first now.” Alexa picked up the paper. “Okey, as a sign of my gratitude because you already want to give me a gift, then let me make you coffee.”
Azlan raised an eyebrow then nodded.
“Wait here!” alexa said then he walked away.
TB