ALBRA
7. The Debate of Albra

Afternoon greeting again, Albra felt that today time was going so slowly. Unlike usual at this time of the hour he was still in the office struggling with the documents waiting for him to be read, but now different, but now different, he must be ready to wait for his son who is being treated in the hospital alone. This is what Albra does every sick child, only he can wait for Alan, without a woman beside him, be it Alan's mother, or a nanny.

There was nothing else that made him believe in giving his son to a woman, whoever it was. For long ago, Albra was taught like this by his Papa. But different this time, there is something a little strange, about the two days of his life yesterday and today. Yes, without Albra realizing it turns out his life is dealing with a woman, who else if not Qyen. The woman who was helping her son and just a few hours later she met Qyen, Albra felt something strange in her heart, a little warm in her heart.

Raging with a very strange mind, now the daydream of Albra stopped because there was a small hand that grasped his right hand.

“Pa ..” call Alan with half-open eyes.

Albra smiled slightly looking at Alan who had woken up from his sleep. “Yes, can Papa help?” albra asked with a friendly smile that she always put out in front of her son.

Alan shook his head, now he could open his eyes wide, even though there was a slight dizziness in his head. “No, Pa .. I want to ask,” said Alan who switched their conversation.

Albra nodded. “Sure, ask what?”

“Qyen all right?” ask him suddenly.

Albra was silent for a while in shock at Alan's sudden question. With a slight hesitation, Albra nodded to answer the question of his son. “Ya, definitely fine.”

“Pak police don't scold him - right?” ask again.

“No, Alan ...” replied Albra while gently rubbing her son's head.

Albra could see if Alan let out his breath with great relief. “Alright .. I don't want him to go to jail, because he's good. Although a little, a lot of talk,” said Alan who spoke shrink at the end of his sentence.

Hearing this, Albra was a little curious, and wanted to know more about how Qyen's treatment helped her son. For some reason, Albra was curious at this moment.

“Many talk?” ask Albra.

Alan nodded. “Yes, he talks a lot. Always ask like Ian. My cow is lazy to hear it.”

Albra laughed a little, seeing his limp son he helped Alan to drink water, to replenish his lost energy.

“But he didn't bother?” albra asked who still wanted to hear the story of Qyen from her son's mouth.

“No, she's very good. She gave me my favorite food ... gave me food even with eggs?”

Albra nodded. “Yes, you love eggs so much,” says Albra helping Alan speak.

“Then ... he wasn't angry when I peed on his mattress, and ...”

“Shortly ... You peed in his mattress?” ask Albra one more time to be sure.

With his face off, Alan nodded. “Iya, Pa. I didn't mean it, and I didn't feel it either. Suddenly my pants are wet and Qyen's mattress is wet,” said the little boy very smoothly.

Albra exhaled. “It's okay. Then what else?”

“Hem ... much, I pity the time to see him scared when my body is hot.”

“Fear? Maybe worry?”

Alan nodded. “Yes, maybe he's worried.”

They talked for a long time. The topic they were discussing was only about Qyen. Although Alan did not live long in the house of Qyen, not even 24 hours, but a lot of things that Alan told his father, Albra. To the extent that, they were not aware all their conversations were heard by Frans and he also now became aware of who the figure of the woman who was being told proudly by his only grandchild.

“Grapa?” alan asked when he saw Frans coming with Ian at the door. Grapa, Alan's call to his grandfather, Frans.

“You okay? Grapa bring what for you,” said Frans now neutralizes his expression to face his grandson, in contrast to Albra who was very surprised to see his father who suddenly came.

Alan now engrossed himself with a dinosaur toy brought by his grandfather, now it is Albra's turn to face Frans to talk about his son. Frans invites Albra to speak with four eyes on the balcony of Alan's in-patient room, and Ian is assigned to accompany Alan.

“Papa already knew about Alan's incident yesterday,” said Frans who started the chat.

Albra nodded, he put one of his hands in his pants pocket and stared lazily at his papa. “Ya, then there are other things to explain?” tanya Albra tries to fulfill her duties as a child to respect her parents.

“Alan saved by a young woman?”

“Nobody knows who Alan is likened to. Papa doesn't need to exaggerate things like this.”

“You shouldn't have to exaggerate things like this. Why did you take that woman home to the police station, and who let my granddaughter be carried by another woman?”

Albra exhaled tiredly. Frans always brings up things like this. Frans is very overprotective with his children or grandchildren about anything, especially with women. This makes it difficult for Albra to open her heart to anyone, because Frans is behind the mastermind of all this.

“No, can't. Who let you or my granddaughter live with a woman? Step over my body first,” said Frans who now went straight from there.

Albra who was upset, he kicked the chair in front of him. Again and again, Frans was always like this. .

“Grapa angry, Ian?” alan asked Ian who was taking him to play.

Ian shrugged his shoulders. “Maybe. Do not imitate yes .. do you want to eat? Want to drink?”

“Syut .. You don't need to talk much. Qyen fits, you don't,” he replied which left Ian speechless with the sharp speech of the little boy.

“Ya, I'm silent,” said Ian.

Frans came over to Alan, and gently rubbed his grandson's hair. “Grapa go first yes. Today you go home, no need to go to your Papa's apartment, okay?”

Alan remained silent. “No idea Grapa. I don't taste going anywhere because it's quiet,” he said slowly.

“Then where are you going?” ask Frans calmly.

Alan thought for a while while holding his head. “Emm ... actually I don't want to go anywhere, but .. can I bring a friend home so I don't get lonely?”

Frans looked suspiciously at Alan, the article was the first time Alan asked to take his friend home. “Who's your friend? Diego's? Grapa's granddaughter?” ask Frans.

Alan shook his head. “I have a new friend. His name is Qyen, although he is much older than me and speaks a lot, but he is kind and I love playing with Qyen. Can?”

Ian folded his lips after hearing Alan's request, now he did not dare to look at his father's face that was about to explode at this time.

“Who Qyen?” frans asked, trying to relax in front of Alan.

“My friend, who helped me yesterday.”

“Ka—“

“Not to be ignored. Alan is sick, Papa just go home,” said Albra who had heard all his time because he had since noticed the chat between Frans and his son, Alan.

Frans exhaled, wiping the sweat behind his glasses quickly. This was something he did not want, connecting with that woman was very troublesome.

“No need to play with that person named Qyen. You go home, Grapa wait at home.” After that, without saying anything else, Frans went from there on the tail with Ian to drive his Papa to the car.

Alan stared softly at the door of his hospital room where his grandfather came out with a face that was quite angry. He still wondered why his grandfather looked so angry after he made the request.

“I spoke wrong?” ask Alan to Albra.

Albra rubbed Alan's hand. “No. Don't think Grapa, maybe he's doing a lot of work. Want to eat?” tanya Albra began preparing Alan's food that had been brought by his chef who was at home.

Alan shook his head. He was still staring softly at the entrance, even the dinosaur's toy, now detached from the grasp of his hand. “I didn't ask for anything strange, I just asked to play with my friend, Qyen. But why does Grapa look so angry? Though ... Qyen is good,” said.

Albra who felt unable to bear he calmed her son. Even now Albra has seduced Alan to eat his favorite food, but still Alan does not want to eat, and chose to go back to sleep, also covering his entire body using a blue blanket.

Now there was nothing more that Albra could do when her son sulked like this. The nurse who came to check on Alan was Albra resistant so as not to disturb the mood of Alan who was in need of calm.

“Papa outside. Calm down first yourself. If you are calm, call Papa and we will eat. Okay, Alan?”

After saying that, Albra did not get a good response from Alan, he spoke again. “Whatever anger you are with others, it is not good the law to ignore the questions of others, hear Alan?”

“Ya, Pa ..” he replied in a vibrating voice.

Seeing his moody son, Albra felt himself failing to become a father, even he felt his heart slightly slashed to see his son who must always be able to live independently. Not wanting to continue to drag into the atmosphere, he came out of Alan's room, he had to calm his mind for a moment by breathing fresh air.

Albra walked leisurely to get to his car, he went to his car so that he could close his eyes for a moment so that the thoughts that disturbed his brain disappeared quickly, but it was not able to, Ian came and gave her a soft drink to accompany their chat.

“No need to be enlarged. Papa is like that,” said Ian opening his voice.

Albra gulped down her drink, nodding. “Find out where Qyen's home address is, send me a new mattress,” says Albra suddenly.

“New mattress? Wh-wh-what for? Not yesterday Lo nganterin dia” asked Ian who was confused.

“Alan story, he accidentally peed on his bed Qyen. Just find the address and send it,” replied Albra briefly.

Ian nodded and smiled slightly. He thought that if Albra was interested in Qyen, even when she met them for a while, Ian could believe that Qyen was a good woman. In fact, he had just seen this little Albra with the woman he had just met a few hours ago.