ALBRA
48. A little confession Frans

Seeing the departure of Albra who seemed very happy with Alan and Qyen by his side, Frans' frozen heart slowly melted. Several times, Ian heard that his father was always sighing. Ian was the most intelligent man on earth, and now he knew what his father was thinking, because Frans had been acting like that ever since Albra left this room.

“Please change,” Frans told Ian.

Ian who does not understand what from the word ‘ganti’ he was confused. “Hah? Change what, Pa?”

“Ck! The cloth that was in my head,” he replied.

“Ahhh .. say dong.” Ian picked up a cloth that had turned cold and dry as it absorbed Frans' hot body temperature.

He dipped the cloth in a small container, squeezed it slightly, and then put it back on his forehead. But it turned out to invite Frans anger. “Dian! Kaya gini is not you. How is this Papa's face so wet all.” Frans complained that the water, which was not squeezed properly, was now wetting his face.

“Sorry, Pa. I don't know how to.” Ian defended himself while drying Frans' face with a tissue.

“Ck! Never mind. No use.” Frans now chooses not to compress his head anymore, because Ian is not good at doing it. Unlike the compress that Qyen wore just a moment ago, the cloth felt warm, and fitting.

“Lagian .. I don't know, Papa ..” complains Ian who doesn't want to be blamed.

But behind that, Ian smiled happily because indirectly his father recognized the benefits of women in his life.

“Who made porridge with various toppings that I ate earlier?” Instead of asking his son Ian, Frans spoke to Kender, who was watching him, because Brian could not look after Frans.

The vehicle approached Frans. “The slurry was made by Miss Qyen, Big sir.” Kender replied, with a bow to his face, afraid that Frans would be angry.

Ian and Kender were both waiting for Frans' reaction, even now they were ready to hold each other's ears if Frans would scream. But it turns out .. Frans was just silent and pacified. “Warm again the porridge, I'm hungry. Tomorrow tell him to make it again.” After saying that, Frans returned to his body, he did not want Ian and Kender to look strangely at him.

Hearing that, Ian and Kender looked at each other. Ian already let out a smile, in contrast to Kender who obeyed Frans' orders to warm the porridge that Qyen had made.

“Papa starting to like Qyen? Qyen is good, Pa. She is unlike any other woman who is close to Albra.” Ian opened his voice to talk to his father.

“Hm ... I do not admit the woman.”

‘Ah Papa .. don't know yet how it feels to thump because of women.’

…

In the morning greeting, on this very sunny Tuesday, Qyen was already in the kitchen cooking breakfast. His smile did not escape because he got a message from Ian.

Ian

Qyen, Papa likes Lo's porridge. Can you do it again tomorrow? Papa wants the same porridge.

How surprised and happy Qyen got the message directly from Ian, even Ian sent a picture of Frans eating his porridge voraciously.

“If you like ... means .. I hope his heart is broken and can accept me.”

In addition to his pleasure about this morning, he was nervous because the next day Albra and himself will hold a wedding. The sudden wedding that will be carried out simply by the beach, even the wedding was only held a few hours, and invited the family and business colleagues nearby Albra only. For the Qyen family? I don't know..Today Qyen plans to visit her orphanage first, and tries to invite her sisters and teachers who took care of her first.

“Good morning, dear ... her face is so happy, can't wait for tomorrow?” Albra came while embracing Qyen's waist, smelling all of Qyen's face until last not forgetting to kiss Qyen's growing belly.

“Again, Brother. Aish ... there used to dong bathe .. said we want to go today.”

Instead of listening to Qyen's words, Albra put her head around Qyen's neck. He tried to inhale the fragrance of Qyen's body which had become a morning encouragement for him.

“You make porridge for whom else?” albra asked still in a hoarse voice, she realized that Qyen was making porridge again. Moreover, they are currently in the apartment not the penthouse.

“I got a message from Ian, if you want my porridge again this morning. So I made deh ..” he said happily and it invited the attention of Albra.

“Really? Papa want your porridge again?”

Qyen nodded with a big smile, Albra was delighted and hugged Qyen tightly again. “You are indeed a great woman.”

Qyen smiled at this, but he did not feel proud because Qyen felt that he still had many flaws.

“I was really nervous when I got the message. I didn't expect you to eat my porridge.”

Cup

Albra kissed Qyen's lips at a glance. “Call Papa, not Sir. Papa likes it because you made.”

Qyen shrugged his shoulders, and both of them laughed. Albra decided to take a 4-day leave starting today, Ian, Meta and Kender will take over all his work. There are no big meetings in the next few days, only small meetings and Ian can replace him.

Today their schedule is to go to the orphanage to give their wedding invitations, see the wedding preparation venue, and lastly try the wedding dress they will wear tomorrow.

….

“Alan? You don't want to eat? What do I want to make?” Qyen now lowered her body to be able to talk to Alan who continued to cry because of the heat.

Alan shook his head, his face was pale and his lips looked extremely dry. Alan decided not to go to school today. “Kak, Alan hot. He doesn't want to eat. Alan's drug supply is in the penthouse. You called the doctor,” suggested Qyen when Albra came from the direction of his room.

Albra was sitting next to Alan who was now leaning on the sofa. He also took his son into his lap. “Papa's hero is sick? Can you still eat?”

“My teeth hurt, Pa...”

Qyen just realized that maybe Alan was sick because his milk teeth would come off, the teeth might quickly come off because Alan who always ate a lot of chocolate.

“Can I see?” ask Qyen. Alan nodded and opened his mouth slightly, Qyen could see Alan's gums on the bottom look red and swollen, as well as the amount of canker sores in Alan's mouth.

“Sister, we better take Alan to the dentist first. Her teeth are soon dislodged, and fear of her cankerangan more and more if left untreated.”

“Then what about our plan?” albra asked Qyen for his opinion.

“Day is still morning, Alan is more important,” replied Qyen.

Albra nodded as they prepared to go to the pediatric dentist, and Albra called the dentist to wait for him.

Qyen was prepared to use a cream colored canal that was very suitable in his white skin, his hair was untangled and a small black bando decorated in his hair which was also black, not forgetting he wore comfortable sandals, because at this time her legs are slightly swollen may be the effect of her pregnancy.

Alan has now moved over to sit on Qyen's lap, Qyen provides a heat-relieving adhesive on Alan's forehead so that Alan's body temperature quickly drops.

“Kak, you've sent the porridge?” qyen asked because he told Albra to deliver it.

“Already, I called Brian's men earlier.”

Qyen nodded, hoping Frans would like his cooking.

It didn't take long, they got to the dentist, but both heard Alan's loud crying.

“Alan? Why cry baby?” ask Qyen. They are currently riding the elevator and Alan is being held by Albra.

“Hiks ... I'm afraid to the dentist, hiks ...”

Albra and Qyen looked at each other, Albra's face already tense but Qyen tried to hold back his laughter. He knows Alan is a child who abstains from crying, but this time Alan who cries makes Qyen sad and funny.

“Qyen, is it okay?” asked Albra who was also feeling panicked, as this matter was very new to her.

“Nothing, the toothache felt by the little boy is natural, Brother. Moreover Alan chocolate lovers.”

They walked into a room that had the words ‘Poly tooth anak’ already had one sister smiling at them, then told them to go inside.

Alan was still crying but not as loud as before.

“Please Mr, Madam, you can sit here.” Qyen and Albra sat next to each other.

They also explained the complaint suffered by Alan, to a male doctor who still looks very young.

Albra lays Alan in a chair for dental work. “Your name is Alan? Soon you will have a sister?” ask the dentist because he saw Qyen's big belly there.

“Doctor know?” alan asked in his tears.

“Know dong. A hotshot kid like you, must have a great sister. Are you ready to play with your sister?”

Seduced by the doctor's chatter, Alan began to forget the tools that were entering his mouth, even now his two teeth were plucked he did not feel.

“OK done. You're great, later about today you can tell your sister, if her brother is great go to the dentist, okay?” the doctor gave his right hand to invite Alan high five. Alan accepted and smiled widely.

Qyen and Albra who saw Alan smile with toothless lower teeth made them laugh. “Alan is big, Brother. His teeth are toothless,” said Qyen who was held by Albra.

Finished with the drama of Alan's toothache, his body temperature has now decreased. Canker in his mouth has been treated by medicine, even now Alan is willing to eat bread and drink milk.

“Where are we going, Pa, Qyen?” asked Alan who was currently sitting on his carseat.

“Place that looks like you will like,” said Qyen and it was a success to make Alan curious.

“Aish ... not cool, Papa keep secret the same Qyen,” upset Alan.

Albra smiled seeing her son sulking. “We're going to Qyen's place as a kid first, Alan. Soon until.” Albra spoke while looking at the available maps in her car.

Through the rocky road, lush trees, they finally reached a field, with the building of an old but large house, they also came down from the car they were riding.

Qyen breathed as much air as there was here. She was so longed for the air she was currently breathing, she did not expect to return to this place with Albra who would become her husband.

A middle-aged woman approaches Qyen's arrival, knowing who is coming because Qyen contacts the owner of the home that used to be her foster mother.

“Mother ... Qyen misses ..” said Qyen while hugging the aged woman. The woman returned Qyen's embrace in tears.

“It turns out you're already big, son. Are you really pregnant?” the woman asked as she held onto Qyen's already enlarged stomach.

Qyen nodded and smiled. The woman smiled and now her vision turned to Albra. “I Desi the owner of this parlor.”

“I Albra, future husband, Qyen,” she said and made Desi smile happily.

Desi invites Qyen, Albra and Alan into the parlour. Qyen who was worried about Desi's response about him, now he was relieved because Desi still thinks he exists. There are so many things they talk about, even now Alan has many friends. Their chatter continued until the discussing Albra would provide a channel of funds for this home every month. Qyen certainly approved of Albra's excellent intentions. They spent 3 hours in the orphanage before finally doing the plan they have compiled today.