ALBRA
74. Wrestling with the mind

Having a flat, cold nature, no matter it was indeed Albra. But, if he is faced with someone he cares for, loves and cares for, Albra's annoying nature becomes possessive, and over-regulated.

As the incident had just happened, Albra and Qyen were fighting because Albra did not like it if his wife talked and laughed with Ian. Though, Qyen thought Ian was his family as well, even if he did not chat with anyone here, it was certain that Qyen would have a very long day.

Albra knew that Qyen's hobby was to talk a lot.

But after a brief debate, the two are now at peace and taking the middle path. Qyen could laugh and chat with the opposite sex, but it had to be done under Albra's watch. Weird right?

Qyen only accepted a middle way that was more detrimental to him than Albra, but however Albra arranged it as such for their own good.

“Why silence from earlier?” ask Albra.

They are currently in Frans' room recovering.

“So you said you can't say, yauda I'm silent,” replied Qyen who chose silence while looking ahead.

Albra sighed, he could see the change in Qyen's expression that bete looked. Not wanting his wife to feel uneasy, Albra hugged Qyen's waist to get closer to him, they were watching Ian giving small treats to Frans, who was, and Alan was sprightly with the task of holding a tissue to clean up the leftovers around Frans' mouth.

“Not to be upset.”

‘Didn't he know that talking to that person can recharge our energy? If I'm not allowed to talk to anyone, why do I have a mouth?’ Qyen's heart was still grumbling from feeling extremely upset from the small debate.

“You're tired of taking a break?”

Qyen shook her head to answer Albra's question. His mood was not good today, but suddenly he put on his smile when Frans looked at him.

“Master,” greet Qyen while bowing her head.

Frans blinked and his eyes looked the other way. Seeing Qyen smilingly greet her, made Frans' heart feel guilty, for whatever reason.

Earlier this afternoon, when he fell, Frans remembered very much when Qyen helped him with a worried look, behind Brian and Alan who were also worried, but Frans eyes always noticed Qyen who was painstakingly taking care of him. Until this moment, even Qyen made dinner for him.

Besides Frans's behavior towards Qyen first, Frans thought that Qyen was not hurt by his behavior? Then why didn't Qyen just go away? Why did Qyen still help him and care about Frans?

His hands were raised, a sign that he did not want to eat again. Ian kept the bowl back on the tray, then gave Frans a careful drink.

“Grapa is full?” alan asked and was rewarded with a small nod.

“What is Papa thinking until it continues like this. I know Papa is not okay, tell me what happened.” Ian's voice rang out, he still didn't understand why Frans had been so careless lately and looked shabby.

“It's okay.”

“Papa was always hiding something from me. I'm an adult, Pa. I deserve to know all Papa's business and all Papa's problems. Papa thinks I don't have the right to know all Papa's business, because I was a kid?”

Ian wanted to vent his emotions, but little he could bear because he knew Frans' condition had just stabilized.

“Papa is okay. Why do you care about me? Take care of your woman.” Frans's answer left Ian speechless in a thousand languages. Hearing Frans talk about his woman made Ian's heart very, very furious, because he remembered some of the events he faced a few days ago. Even now the relationship has run aground with Savana, who else do you if not Frans?

“Pa, Papa .. Ah come!” An irritated Ian went straight from there and slammed Frans's room door. All the guards who were there were submissive when they saw Ian pass by.

While Qyen, Albra and Alan stared at Ian's departure which seemed very disappointed.

“Papa shouldn't be like that.”

Now that Albra's voice was heard, he felt that Frans had something hidden by himself. “What has disturbed Papa's mind? If I can help, I will help.”

Albra took Qyen by the hand, and sat down on Frans' bedside, and Qyen was still standing. “I'm not thinking about anything. Never mind, you guys just go.”

“We go, Brother,” whispered Qyen in Albra's ear.

“Alright, please rest,” said Albra who now chooses to leave Frans. Not forgetting he also carried Alan to go to the second floor because the day was getting late.

Frans' eyes trembled at the back of Albra who was leaving herself. Just yesterday he received a warm embrace of Albra, and this time he chose to go and hold his wife's hand.

Frans' condition worsened because of his bad mood. There are so many thoughts in his brain and heart. His mind continued to fight until he was unfocused, not taking medicine or eating, even to the point that Frans was careless.

The main problem was that Frans thought too much of himself to lose by allowing Qyen to live with his son, but his heart did not dispute that. Even the hassle adds up when he finds out Ian who also has a relationship with a girl.

His heart and mind continue to fight, choosing to go back to doing evil, or letting things just happen.

“Master, you need something?” Brian asked when he saw Frans speechless with tears flowing just like that.

Frans shook his head, then closed his eyes. There were so many complexities that he faced, and the problem certainly could not be solved with money, even the property he had.

…

“Honey, still angry?” Albra hugged Qyen from behind who was combing her hair.

Qyen had spoken a thousand languages since then, and had not spoken a word to her, and it made Albra a little upset.

“Sayang ... Never mind ..” Albra continues to whine and hide his face in the recess of Qyen's neck.

“Hm .. You rest, not tired just come home from Singapore?”

Albra shook her head. “No, I'm not tired.”

Now Qyen walked to the bed, and Albra followed where his wife had gone . “Still angry?” ask Albra again.

Finally Qyen sighed, after today's matter was quite complicated, Qyen was unwilling to add to the matter just because he was annoyed with Albra. “No, Brother, let's sleep.”

Qyen slept in the arms of Albra who hugged him from behind. “Kak, you've slept?”

“Hm, not yet,” replied Albra in her low voice.

“Ian, you don't want to talk to Ian? Pity him,” said Qyen who made Albra's eyes fully open.

Qyen changed her sleeping position and faced Albra. “Kak, it seems Ian feels if he is not considered here. Since you're her brother, and you're also one of the leaders in this house, why don't you invite Ian to speak one-on-one, heart-to-heart chat.”

Seeing Qyen's face so seriously looking at him, Albra gave a slight goosebump. “Let's go, she's an adult.”

“Sister, no matter how mature she is, she is still a weak human, let alone her position here she is your sister. Although Ian has a cheerful soul, it does not rule out the possibility he has no problems.”

His heart was tapped to hear Qyen's explanation. True also what his wife said, from the beginning he was never close to Ian. Even seeing the teenager Ian who fell off the bike and cried, Albra did not care at that time, because he did not accept Ian's presence in his life.

“You were, after all, born first with your Papa's blood, and Ian was born afterwards. You guys have the same blood, and means he's your little brother.”

“Meet Ian, Brother. Don't let him keep feeling alone.”

“What should I do? What if Ian refuses my presence?”

Qyen rubbed Albra's cheek gently. “You haven't seen him yet, know if Ian will reject you from where?”

After listening to Qyen's explanation, Albra finally agreed to meet Ian and chat with four eyes. They never talk from heart to heart. They won't talk unless it's an office affair.

Albra came out of his room, the current hour was 11 p.m. Albra did not know where Ian was, as he had already searched the boy's room, but Ian remained non-existent.

Until his step led to the mini cinema room on the 3rd floor of this house, because he saw the door of the room open. There was a waiter out of there and carrying two empty bottles of liquor.

“Who's inside?” ask Albra.

The waiter looked down. “Mr Ian, Sir,” said and resigned.

Albra walked slowly towards the open room. A thunderous sound was heard because Ian lit the film at a very loud volume, maybe even Ian accidentally opened the door of the room to make his voice reach the ground floor.

Albra could see Ian lying on one of the long sofas with a blanket covering him. Ian's eyes looked blank, and just stared straight at the screen without any expression.

“Looks like he was drunk,” muttered Albra who was now walking in to approach Ian.