ALBRA
10. Night Together

After shopping, now their job is to pay for groceries to the cashier. There was one moment that made Qyen so awkward, how could it not be? Albra insisted on paying for all of Qyen's groceries, which were filled with a trolley full of Alan, who put almost all of the food into Qyen's trolley. Qyen intended to return the food to its place after they separated later, but in fact, until now, Albra, Qyen and Alan are still together.

Just like Qyen, Albra also has a full trolley there.

“Let me pay, you don't bother, sir,” said Qyen who was about to open her wallet but was restrained by Albra's remarks. Qyen began to try to speak in casual language to Albra, so that she would not feel too awkward here.

“I can still afford to pay. Let it be, or Alan knows and protests to me,” Albra replied a little scathingly while giving his card to the cashier.

Hearing that, Qyen's breath hunted down, how could Albra speak like that to himself, fortunately Alan did not see because the boy was engrossed in watching the doll that was swaying in front of the door of the super market, which he was waiting for, not to forget his little hand always held Qyen's hand.

Finished with the pay event, Qyen who was about to bring his groceries was not allowed by Alan. “Oh no, you can not bring a lot of groceries, let Papaku bring. He is strong,” said Alan casually and took Qyen the way first, leaving Albra behind them.

Albra who saw the cuteness of his son smiled slightly. He had never felt comfortable and awake when he was with another woman like this. Likewise with Alan, Albra could see if Alan seemed to have a strong inner bond with Qyen, just look at the boy feel comfortable when near Qyen. Qyen was a person they had just met.

“Why would I want to be told like this,” muttered Albra while pushing two of their grocery trolleys towards the parking lot. Though usually he will tell an officer to bring his groceries, but this time it is different, Albra himself who brought it.

“You know, Qyen?” Alan opened the conversation again.

“Tau what, Alan?” qyen asked in the soft tone he always used.

“Ian said, this morning to your house, is it right?”

“Emm ... why?”

“No, I just want to know. If Ian dares to play at your house without my permission, look at it later. After he was in my hands,” he said with hunting breath.

Feeling anxious about Alan's words, Qyen rubbed the little boy's head gently. “It doesn't need to be like that. Ian came to my house just for work,” replied Qyen.

When the three arrive in front of the car, Qyen opens the car door for Alan, he backs off to take his groceries and intends to go home. But, when Qyen wanted to take his groceries, it turned out that his big grocery bag had been put in the trunk of his car.

“Loh, Sir? Knock my groceries,” said Qyen speaking reflexively.

Albra did not reply, but Alan's voice was heard. “Qyen, let's get in the car. You should come to my house now,” he said.

After hearing that, Qyen immediately looked at Albra for an explanation. How could he go on nights like this towards the house of one's widower, what if someone else was gossiping? Moreover, Albra was not an arbitrary person.

“Listen? It's not me talking,” said Albra casually, then walked into her car.

Qyen was so upset to see that, he stomped his feet. No son no father, it can always make people upset.

The car was on, and Qyen was still outside. I want to feel sad but I can't. He got into the car and sat down next to Alan who was comfortable leaning against his car.

“You didn't sit with my Papa in front?” ask Alan casually.

“No need, with you alone,” said Qyen who now wears her seat belt.

“Yes! Hahaha ... Papa see? Qyen chose me,” Alan said with pride.

“Ya please, Alan ..” replied Albra casually.

The luxury car driven by Albra also drove smoothly. Qyen felt this moment repeat itself, not even the slightest thought of Qyen meeting Albra and her son. Now his feelings are getting awkward. Hopefully in the middle of the road he will be allowed to go home by Alan.

“Qyen, have you had dinner? I'm so hungry,” muttered Alan heard by his papa.

“You hungry? Want to go find food first?” tawar Albra's.

Alan shook his head. “No, I want to eat food made by Qyen. Can you?” tanyakanya.

“Ha? Em ...” Qyen could not answer because it did not know what to answer.

“You can cook?” now Albra asked Qyen.

“I used to cook at home, but not with complicated food,” said Qyen replied.

“Just follow Alan, I don't want my son to be disappointed,” says Albra quietly.

Qyen took in his breath and took it out slowly. If it wasn't for Alan, the little boy he had saved yesterday, Qyen wouldn't want to be here with such an annoying person like Albra.

“Good, Sir.” It seemed that right now all Qyen had to do was surrender, there was no longer a good time for her to escape from here.

It only took 15 minutes, finally they arrived at the apartment building owned by Albra which was on the 13th floor. There are no doors other than Albra's apartment here.

As he walked into the elevator, many of the officers' eyes looked at Albra, Qyen and Alan. Perhaps they thought it was a new sight, where Alan was put on a bench by Qyen and walked side by side with Albra carrying two huge bags of groceries. Just imagine it is like a harmonious and happy family.

Now, when Albra had entered the apartment, Alan came down from Qyen's lap, staggering to his room. “Qyen, you wait a minute, I will change clothes,” Alan said and went into his room.

Qyen nodded, and walked into this extremely luxurious room. Albra who saw Qyen's movements, he felt sorry for it as if Qyen was uncomfortable here.

“Sorry, Alan is always a hassle,” said Albra who is now tidying up her groceries in the kitchen.

Qyen, who had nothing to do, and felt that the thing Albra was doing was wrong, rushed to help Albra.

“Snacks belong to Alan, do not need you to put in the refrigerator,” said Qyen who accidentally held the hand of Albra, to prevent Albra from entering the food into the refrigerator.

“Ups ... Sorry ...”

Qyen took his hand from there, and yet his hand came down, and Albra quickly took hold of Qyen's hand and brought his body closer to Qyen. Their breaths hunted simultaneously, Qyen was nervous, as was Albra.

“Ma ..”.

“You've made a mistake tonight,” whispered Albra full of emphasis, it makes all over Qyen's body hot and goosebumps.

“You know what will happen next? You don't know who I am?”

“Ma .. sorry, I ...”

Instead of holding Qyen's hand, with his right hand, Albra now grabbed Qyen's small waist until their bodies collided. Albra could smell a very sweet fragrance from Qyen's hair.

“Other times be careful, I will not forgive you a second time,” said Albra right in Qyen's face.

He immediately released his hand from Qyen's waist because he had heard the sound of an open door coming from Alan's room. From here, Albra could see Qyen's reddened face and his hunting breath.

“Hey? Have you made something for me?” alan approached Qyen.

Qyen, who felt called, refocused himself and answered Alan's question. “Not yet, I haven't made any food for Alan,” said Qyen.

Instead of answering, Alan smiled as he looked at his father's face. The curious Qyen looked towards Albra, is there something wrong with the two?

“Ka ... You guys why?” qyen asked because she felt something was wrong.

“I suspect, why can Papaku smile himself while pouring his drink,” said Alan who is now laughing out loud.

Qyen who was not used to being in this very strange environment, he could only resign.

“You wear your own clothes?” qyen asked who was now approaching Alan, then crouched down in front of him.

“Yes, I wear my own clothes.”

Qyen smiled slightly, allowing the blue pajama button that was being worn by Alan. The buttons are attached not in the order. In addition to being annoyed and annoyed at Alan, Qyen felt sorry to see Alan because there seemed to be no woman who cared for him, even a nurse.

“Before you wear clothes, you must first see the buttons of your clothes. You wear it in the order. Well, if like this looks neat,” said Qyen who ended by justifying Alan's hair a little messy.

Seeing that, Albra unintentionally smiled widely. From what he saw, Qyen had a soft, beautiful and loving heart. If only Albra could date a woman, perhaps she would look for the same woman as Qyen, who could love her son sincerely. His mind was broken because someone called him.

“Pak Albra? I'm gonna make something for Alan. You better take a shower and change clothes first,” said Qyen who now speaks without feeling nervous.

Looking at the extremely sweet Qyen before him, made Albra want to come back to tease the young lady. “Alright, I tipped Alan,” said Albra and walked to his room.

Alan is now waiting for Qyen on his dining chair while playing his favorite block.

“I have to make what huh?” qyen muttered when he saw the food in the house of Albra that was not much.

“Alan what do you want to make?” ask Qyen gently.

“Emm .. Papa likes pasta, I with eggs is okay. I don't like vegetables, you don't have to make vegetables.”

As if listening to his boss, Qyen nodded. He put aside the first Albra groceries that he would later arrange, for now, because it was night he would first make something for Albra and Alan.

Qyen began to boil the tomatoes, and prepared the ground meat available there. Qyen wants to make a simple tomato sauce pasta, and accompanied by frozen pizza available in the refrigerator. It seems like he has to cook fast.

Wearing an apron and starting to cook while listening to Alan's babble that always invites Qyen to chat, and finally spend 17 minutes, Qyen finished making his cooking. Along with Albra who came out of his room.

Qyen had almost misfocused seeing Albra coming out in the same blue pajamas as Alan. Although it looks stiff, but it turns out the two understand each other.

Finished serving the pasta to the plate and finished warming the pizza in the microwave, Qyen took the food to the dining table, where Albra and Alan were waiting.

“Pasta ketchup and pizza I found in the fridge. Please enjoy,” said Qyen with a big smile.

“Wah .. Your cooking is very fragrant. You don't eat, Qyen?”

“I'm still full because I've had dinner at home. You eat, Alan.” Qyen smiled as she picked up a slice of pizza for Alan.

“Thank you,” said Albra while paying attention to the food served there.

“Sama-sama. Please at eat.” Qyen, who was about to leave the dining table to go to clean up Albra's groceries, was restrained, because Albra was holding her hand.

“Where are you?” albra asked with her left hand holding the fork.

“I'd like to clear up your groceries, sir. In order not to quickly rot the fruits.”

Albra. “Company I ate first here.”

It was Albra's short words that made Qyen's heart beat very fast.