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Prologues

Call it Miss Perfect. They often call me Miss Perfect, my real name is Alexa, for them I'm almost perfect. Besides being beautiful, smart and civilized, I am also very active in the organization. Unfortunately with the nickname Miss Perfect that I bear, almost no man dared to express love to me, so until now, until graduating college I remained single.

The worst situation when I graduated I was not accompanied by a man like me, but I was accompanied by Mang Dadang. Mang Dadang is a loyal driver of my family who has served almost as much as my age now, which is 20 years. Yes... I graduated Cumlaude with the highest score majoring in Cultural Arts at a well-known Private University in this city.

Then where are my parents? Mom and Dad are super busy humans, who let alone meet them, news from them even I often do not know where his whereabouts. As an only child, I was often lonely. But, I've been used to being alone since childhood, living in a large, luxurious house and accompanied by several housekeepers, maids and a private driver.

Graduation is done, many come to see me graduation but none of them are special to me. No friends, no lovers, just friends. And maybe their closeness to me is none other than because they need me. More precisely, they need my money and my genius. Well it's not their fault either, because I built a wall so that no one could enter my heart, because I always wanted to be alone with my thoughts and my imagination.

I attended the Department of Cultural Arts, I was a graduate of the highest grades in my class. Because I was popular as Miss Perfect so many came. They often greeted me with a sweet smile, but I know that smile is fake, and I'm tired of being in the middle of it. Then, I went home without taking a photo session with them.

I did not care about their thoughts about me, I continued walking away from the crowd and entered the car that was already at the campus gate. "Finally up" I murmured in fatigue.

"What non? " ask Mang Dadang.

"There's nothing Mang" I replied politely. Then I went down and went straight to my room which was like my life. Because, I always spend time in my room with my paint and my canvas.

Then my phone rang, Dad's name on the screen.

"Yes Dad" I said.

"Honey Congrulation yes!"

"What do you want, baby.... ? as usual if you want something you just choose and take it home, or let it be delivered directly by who has a store, which surely Daddy wants Daddy's children to choose the most expensive and interesting gift of his graduation, which is interesting, and don't forget to ask the store people to make a greeting card from Daddy, yes baby!" Daddy spoke so very proudly.

And I just answered. "Ok Dad, thankyu" I said. Then I turned off the phone call from Daddy.

Five minutes later my phone rang again. And of course I know who it's calling from, who else if not from Mommy. And it turned out to be true, on my phone screen Mom called.

"Hm.., Yes Mom" I said flatly.

"Good Graduation Honey, I'm sorry Mommy called you so late, baby, Mommy was with a client."

Mommy tried to explain the situation and I already knew that for that reason Mommy always used every late in any case for me.

"OK Mom gak Papa, I was accompanied by Mang Dadang kok during graduation. So...., Mom and Dad just calm down, I'm not alone anyway" I said Relax.

Two years have passed, I am not a student anymore, I have become a famous Designer. My efforts are very successful, Yes how not successful??? in addition to my design which is very good and trend, I also have classy customers. I get them not only because of my great marketing soul. But, it is because they are mostly clients of my parents' business. No matter how hard I try to escape their big names, it still will not be able to. Including the Boutique that I opened with my savings and the results of my design salary that I collected so far, still only considered capital from my parents' property.

"Alexa," a man greeted me from behind, then I stopped my steps and turned back slowly.

I didn't recognize her, maybe because it was too far away and still looks faint, but I'm sure she's a woman almost Mommy's age. I saw that woman smiling very sweetly and she was almost like Mommy.

"Hai Al" greeted the woman and then hugged me tightly. "how are you, darling? you forgot about your aunt? " the woman then held both of my hands and looked at my face more closely.

"I'm sorry I forgot, can you know who you are? " my question while raising one eyebrow in my eye.

"Yes dear.., aunt knows that you have forgotten about aunt, because aunt has not been to the city for a long time" explained the woman.

"This is Aunt Sandra, your dear cousin Mommy" replied the woman. Oh yeah I remember she was my aunt, Mommy's youngest cousin, she was pretty and almost Mommy-like, I forgot because it's been almost ten years I haven't seen her.

"Auntie know where I'm from?" my many.

I happen to be in my boutique parking lot right now, it's weird that he's suddenly here.

"Auntie knows from your dear Mommy, did Mommy not tell you that aunt will be here? " ask my aunt. I then shook my head, as usual Mommy must have forgotten, where there are things related to me that Mommy remembers.

Then I took my aunt to my boutique, where it was clearly displayed ALEXA BOUTIQUE, I owned this Boutique and I had four employees, two tailors and two salespeople. My business has only been running for two years. This boutique building is my own, although it only runs two years but is already very crowded.

Daddy asked me to continue the business of the contractor and his property, Mommy also asked me to continue his ornamental plant business. Because I am an only child, I prefer my hobbies from childhood. Painting and coloring and designing various clothes have been used to me before. Maybe because both of my parents have an art soul so I have a high art soul as well.

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