ALBRA
73. Frans event

After greeting Frans, Alan and Qyen decided to return to their room as the day had already begun to evening.

When the two legs were about to climb the stairs, Brian's screams were heard calling Frans.

“Master!”

Qyen and Alan immediately came to the sound of the scream and how surprised they saw Frans lying down and foam in his mouth.

“Grapa!” Alan ran away crying to Frans, who was being carried into his room.

“Pak Brian, Sir why?” ask Qyen who also panicked.

Parell held Alan so as not to interfere in adult affairs, he was surprised to see Frans lying down suddenly.

Qyen felt something was wrong, it seemed Frans was food poisoning. He had faced a situation like this when he took care of one of the orphanage children and the poisoning of wild plants that the child consumed.

“Sir Brian, better quickly bring the big Master into his room. We don't have time to call an ambulance right now,” said Qyen and was embraced by Brian.

Qyen, and Alan, who was held by Parell, entered Frans' private room, and this was the first time he had entered this luxurious room. Let it be if Frans later scolded him for entering this room, which is certainly his goal is to help Frans.

“Master, Mr. Frans,” calls Brian while he can still see Frans opening his eyes.

“I'll give Mr mineral water with high PH. It can neutralize the poison that he eats. May the Master spit out all his entrails.”

Brian allowed that, after all he had no experience in the medical field. And it just so happens that the doctor who likes to keep watch in this house, is on leave. While Qyen gave the Master a drink, Brian called another doctor to come.

Gently, Qyen raised Frans' head, who seemed conscious but could not open his mouth.

“Sorry, Sir. You have to respond to me speaking,” said Qyen. Three spoons of mineral water entered Frans's body, and Qyen continued to give the mineral water, because mineral water was the main antidote when food poisoning.

“Mistress, Mr. Albra says give the great sir these two drugs.”

Qyen found out two drugs that had been given by Parell who still holds Alan. After the drug was dissolved, he returned to give it to Frans.

One minute the medicine given by Qyen reacted, and Frans spewed out all his stomach contents, until it hit Qyen's clothes as he was standing next to her. Fortunately, Qyen did not feel disgusted by it, he felt relieved because Frans had already issued the contents of the food.

Before long, Albra and Ian came running. “Papa!” call both.

The two of them could see that Qyen was cleaning around Fras' dirty mouth. All those who saw the action of Qyen were amazed, because painstakingly, patiently, and gently also without disgust Qyen cleansed the body of Frans, who was now asleep.

“Sir Brian, please change clothes Sir. It seems like Master has already spewed out his stomach. We just wait for the doctor to deal further.”

Qyen now approached Albra not far from him, seeing that Qyen's clothes were full of food stains. “Thanks, babe.”

Qyen could only smile. “Big master seemed to be poisoned, we had a talk but before long the big master fainted.”

“It looks like Papa forgot to take his medicine and ate the wrong food.”

“Qyen, Hiks .. Grapa is okay?” Alan was still crying, he was still shocked to see his grandfather who suddenly fell unconscious and put foam in his mouth.

“It's okay, baby. You wait here, Grapa will wake up soon,” said Qyen while rubbing Alan's feet.

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, he looked towards Frans who was lying down while closing his eyes. It's not usually Frans looks weak like this. “Papa have any problem?” ian asked Albra in a soft voice.

Ian asked that because Frans was closer to Albra than he was. Ian did not expect more life with Frans, but nevertheless Ian still considers Frans is his father.

“I don't know either, Papa doesn't speak.”

The doctor came with a male servant. Several guards had already been issued by Brian so that this luxurious room was not crowded with people. Stay in this room the little family of Albra, Ian, Parell, Brian and the doctor who is now dealing with Frans.

Infusion needle, and oxygen hose attached. “Master,” male doctor greets Albra while looking down.

“Thankfully Mr. Frans has been given first aid. Otherwise Mr will be affected by complications due to his heart disease.”

Hearing the doctor's words, Albra held Qyen's hand tightly to express her gratitude. “Master I have forbidden to eat mushrooms. I only advise Mr. Frans to eat organic vegetables only. But it looks like Mister has eaten something from processed mushrooms.”

“Brian!” albra rebuked the right hand that Frans had always trusted.

“Iya, Mr.”

“You want to kill my Papa?” albra asked with her right eyebrow raised.

As for Ian, Qyen and the others were just paying attention to their conversation. “I'm sorry Sir. Last morning I just drove you to the office, then after that I left because it was your order, and just met again now. I don't know what foods the big lord consumes.”

“It's not usually you like this, Brian. You will definitely prepare all Papa food through the chef in this house.” Ian is speaking now.

“I will find out about what food Mr consumed this afternoon.”

The sun had set, at this time Qyen was cleaning his body and changing clothes because of the incident. Albra waited in Frans' room faithfully because she did not want anything to happen with Frans again.

“Qyen?” Alan poked his head from the direction of the bathroom door, it seemed like the little boy was coming through the bathroom door.

“Why, darling?”

“I was just looking for you,” he said and now clasping Qyen's hand.

“You did not participate in sports with Parell today?”

Alan shook his head. “Grapa is not aware yet, I am afraid so I am not in the mood to do something,” he replied.

“Grapa is awake, baby. We see together?”

With a pleased expression Alan nodded and walked along with Qyen down the stairs. Parell who stood guard in front of the room followed where Alan had gone.

Accidentally, they cross paths with Ian who is carrying a basket of organic vegetables. Where are the servants? Why would Ian carry materials like this? Think Qyen.

“Ian, where are you going?” asked Qyen, Ian's face was covered by a big box he could not see where Qyen was addressing him.

“It's vegetable, Qyen. Chef's been fired by Albra and no one's taken care of this. Papa has to eat,” said Ian as he walked.

Knowing the situation was precarious like this, Qyen told Alan to go first with Parell to Frans' room because he wanted to help Ian at this time.

“Why don't you rest? This is malem,” said Ian while unpacking the contents of the vegetable box.

“This is what I helped you with. Why was the chef fired? Isn't the chef here a lot?”

“Albra fire everything. One of the chefs told Papa the mushroom soup, and Albra had been very angry. You haven't let Albra down if you're angry rich how?”

Qyen silently stared. If Albra was angry it was just silence and not talking, his anger like that had made Qyen afraid, especially if Albra was angry while shouting.

“Then do you want what this vegetable is?”

“Well. Hence, I am also confused.”

Looking at the organic vegetable ingredients, and knowing if Frans asked for dinner, Qyen took the initiative to make porridge and corn soup.  Simple and safe cuisine of course.

“Already, I help you to make porridge and corn soup only huh? Sir not allergic?”

“OK, thank you very much, Qyen. Lo emang best.” Ian raised two thumbs of his hands. “Papa is allergic to wild-grown mushrooms and vegetables.”

Qyen understood what was being said. With the little cooking skills and skills Qyen had, he also acted to make Frans's dinner sick.

Ian looked at Qyen from afar, to be honest Qyen was his favorite type. Well, smart, beautiful, good at cooking, unfortunately, Qyen is now his sister-in-law, let alone two. Otherwise, it seems like Ian will marry Qyen, as their age is more suitable and not too far away, however Ian is older than Qyen.

“Ian, done.”

Ian could see there were two bowls presented there, one white bowl filled with plain porridge, and another bowl filled with corn soup that looked like it was delicious.

“It still no Qyen?” asked Ian who felt tempted to look at the food of the sick.

“Still, one more bowl, I keep it here yes, if you want to eat.”

“I guess where it turns out to be talking to both. Beware of the third demon.” Albra came while folding her hands on her chest.

“Yeu, Lo who suddenly came so Lo satan,” said Ian as he glared and left with a tray of food to Frans' room.

It was very desirable for Albra to hit the back of Ian's head, but Qyen's smile distracted him.

“I'm here, Brother. Ian was confused while carrying vegetables, which I helped him make cooking.”

Albra embraces Qyen's waist, she gives a glimpse of his wife's lips. “You know Ian can love you. That's why you don't get close to him.”

Qyen frowned. “Loh, where would Ian like my rich pregnant mother.”

“Listen, Qyen. You must not laugh and speak at length to other men. Besides me.”