ALBRA
71. Warm nights

The chess game between Albra and Alan became a pretty tense fight because both of them used equally extraordinary strategies. But in the end, the winner was still Alan, he used all the strategies that Parell whispered to him, and Albra now has to accept the defeat and buy a toy motorcycle according to Alan's wishes.

Qyen did not stop laughing because he saw the expression of anxiety and greget Albra's face. Albra still does not accept if his brain is defeated by Alan whose incident is his own son. “That's right, baby .. I have a stomach ache watch you keep pouting so rich. It's just a game, after all Alan is also your son. You're weird deh.”

“My pride falls,” muttered Albra with her blank stare.

Again Qyen laughed in response to that. How could Albra think that chess was a serious game?

Albra's phone rang, it turned out that the Gender called her. He also picked up the phone. Before long, then turn it back off.

“Your stuff has arrived. What did you say, baby?”

“Kender and Meta have arrived? I want to make dinner first, say yes don't go home. We had dinner together.”

Albra held Qyen's hand about to leave. “You want to cook?”

“Yes, who else?”

“Udahlah, darling. Capek, just rest.”

Albra always told him to rest and rest, but Qyen had no other job in this mansion, for all the cleanliness had been taken over by the servant, and only cooking activities are currently his responsibility.

“Oke-okay, I ask for help from the chef who is in the kitchen. Besides Alan wouldn't eat if I didn't make it, Kak.”

Hearing this, Albra would not let Qyen go down. Qyen should be able to get used to walking far away in this house, because the distance from one place to another requires a lot of footsteps to get there. He should also get used to it if he lives in Max's family.

As he was about to head to the kitchen, Qyen saw that there were some people gathered with Frans. Qyen greeted Frans with a respectful bow and walked back to the kitchen. “Huh .. Why cross paths with Mr. Frans makes my heart feel like it is going to explode,” muttered Qyen slowly.

A chef approached Qyen who was busy choosing dinner materials today. The dinner menu he would make this time was just steak, not too complicated as he was helped by someone.

Cooking dinner takes 30 minutes. Qyen made 8 servings of steak with his friends at once, and now it has happened on each plate.

Incidentally, Albra had already descended the stairs with Alan, and Parell was following behind them. “Kak, Kender and Meta where? I've made a lot of dinner.”

“Wow .. Qyen is great at cooking,” praise Alan who took his seat immediately.

“Shortly, darling. They're upstairs with Ian.”

Qyen nodded, within 3 minutes, they had already gathered in the dining room in full. There are Albra, Qyen, Alan, Ian, Kender, Meta and Parell of course. They thought there was going to be a special event this time, but apparently it wasn't, Qyen said it was just a regular dinner.

It is not unusual for Albra to invite others to join their dinner activities.

“Sister, Sir don't want to come to dinner together?” Qyen whispered as she had already made a portion for Frans as well.

“Papa seems to have had a break jam like this. But if you want to take her please.”

Qyen could only nod his head, seemingly redundant if there was still one plate left. He woke up from his seat intending to deliver food into Frans's study.

“Lo where to go?” ian asked when he saw Qyen leaving with a tray in his hand.

“Ke workspace Large master.”

Ian nodded and let Qyen go. The atmosphere around Frans workspace was very quiet and gripping, in contrast to the dining room atmosphere that now looks alive because of the large number of people.

Qyen knocked on the door of Frans's study, and when he got an answer from inside he entered, and did not forget to put on a sweet smile.

“Good night, Sir. I made a steak for dinner today. Mr Albra, Mr Ian and others are having dinner in the dining room, would you like to join?”

Qyen waited for Frans' response, who was busy with his many documents, he could see the pale face in the light of his laptop.

“No need,” replied Frans who was back in focus.

Qyen nodded her head. “Alright, Sir. I've made it for you, I keep it here. Sir can eat it while warm.”

He kept the tray on the table, and when he turned to leave, his eyes saw a small place where there was some medicine in it, and mineral water there. Qyen tidied it up and kept it near the tray he kept.

After greeting her, she came out of Frans' room, and walked back to the dining room.

Qyen could see the warmth of the large dining room that was now filled by many people. The dining room should be like this, filled with a warm chatter. The once very quiet mansion, now slowly looks colorful and warm due to the presence of Qyen.

“Goodbye, Miss,” said Kender, Meta and Parell together.

Qyen nodded, and allowed them to eat his cooking. Qyen got a lot of compliments about the cuisine he made this time, of course he was very happy.

“Sister, Big sir is sick?” Qyen whispered to Albra who was next to him.

“Call Papa, dear.”

Qyen nodded. “Yes, I mean Papa. I saw his face was very shabby and pale. The medicine doesn't seem to be taken.”

“Tell Your Papa, Brother. It's not good to keep working till night like this, it looks like Papa is exhausted.”

Albra nodded. “Thanks for worrying Papa.”

In Frans' room, he now felt an incredible fatigue in his body. Frans turned off his laptop, and walked towards the sofa, looking at the item Qyen had brought for him. The steak was seductive and his stomach was hungry.

“Medicine? Didn't Brian put it on the table near the statue?” Frans was confused to see the medicine moving.

Not wanting to think too much, he began to eat the food brought by Qyen earlier. “Emmm .. Why is the taste of this food different from the one in the restaurant?”

The bribe went back in twice, and continued until the steak was gone. Frans admitted that the cuisine of Qyen is really delicious. Besides the porridge he ate yesterday.

After being satisfied eating the steak, Frans now took his medicine, then walked out to his room. But, before that he heard the sound of some people laughing from the direction of the dining room.

Frans was curious, he walked towards the dining room, and watched from afar. Strange vibrations again felt in his heart when he saw the dining room was now crowded with people. Even Frans had just seen Ian and Albra eating in one place.

“They look fun.”

The bustling atmosphere, warm and full of laughter seemed to match this house. Somehow, Frans felt the presence of Qyen in this house brought considerable influence.

“They are having dinner together?” frans asked the guard who was waiting for his room.

The man nodded. “Yes, Big sir. Mr. Albra was having dinner with his secretary. Ian was also there. Can I help you?”

Frans shook his head and went into his room.

…

After the dinner activities are over, Albra, Qyen and Alan are already inside Albra's large room and they wear a pair of pajamas that Qyen managed to order on the online application.

“That's funny, Brother .. Just be confident we want to sleep.” Kayu Qyen to Albra who does not want to wear the pajamas because it is pink.

“No, I still have meetings with Kender and Meta in the next room, baby. Come ...”

Qyen pursed her lips. “You have opened it, but I bought it expensive,” annoyed Qyen who now chooses to wear his face mask, and lay down next to Alan.

Not wanting to see Qyen disappointed, he finally complied with his wife's request. “Iya-iya, baby I wear.”

“That's right ..” Qyen is cheerful again, she eagerly helps Albra put on a treatment mask for her husband's very stiff face. Alan took part in their skincare treatment, and the boy had already laid back next to Albra and Qyen.

“What's this wearing?” Albra's head felt dizzy as Qyen put on her a large rubber that pulled all her hair back.

“This is bando, you have fallen asleep now. Not long just seven minutes.”

There was no other choice but to obey all the will of Qyen. Albra splashed down beside Alan and Qyen now put on a mask for him.

“Qyen, it seems like seven minutes, I want to go to sleep,” Alan's voice heard Qyen also opened the mask and Alan too.

“Iya, dear please just sleep.”

“Alright, I'll sleep here. I am no longer able to move. Papa, Qyen kiss me,” his murmur that has closed his eyes.

“The price is the same as you,” said Qyen opening the Albra mask first.

Albra chuckled, then kissed his son's cheek, as did Qyen who kissed Alan's forehead. “Goodnight, dear.”

Alan nodded and began to fall asleep.

“You sleep first, Meta and Kender are waiting for me.”

“Already, good night, Brother.” Albra was carrying out a night greeting routine for his wife.

After that, he came out and walked into his study. There was already Kender and Meta waiting in his room. But when he entered the room, he could see if the two secretaries were holding back his laughter.

“Laughter alone, I don't forbid,” said Albra with a long breath.

“Master, you are so cool,” replied Meta brandishing his two thumbs.

Again, seeing the behavior of Albra after marriage to Qyen made the people around him surprised. How could they see the rare moment of Albra wearing cloud-patterned pink pajamas and behind the pajamas there is the inscription ‘I love you’.

“Ya, how else. My current mission is simply not to meet with Ian,” he said.

But somehow, the door to Albra's office suddenly opened and Ian's figure was present there with a confused face. “Albra, I think there is something wrong about the amount of factory funds we are ready ...”

“Hahahahah .. Crazy Lo yes, want a nari contest where Lo? Hahahahahha ..”

It felt like Albra wanted to strangle Ian right now.