ALBRA
8. Morning of Albra and Alan

The day had changed, Albra decided to take Alan back to his apartment yesterday. To bring Alan home to his apartment is not easy, he must first argue with Frans about where Alan went home. Of course Frans did not allow Alan to return to his father's house, Frans only wanted his grandson to return to their home, the house Frans lived with Albra and Ian of course.

With a long debate, Albra was finally able to take Alan to her apartment. He just wants to keep the child alone that is fine, especially Alan just experienced something terrible yesterday.

In the morning as usual, without a maid, Albra began to clean her room by vacuuming the dust in her room. Albra likes cleanliness and tidiness, she cannot leave her apartment in a mess. Not only his room, he cleaned every corner of his house with the same tools.

Finished cleaning the place, the next routine is to warm up the cuisine that has been provided by the chef. Why doesn't Albra cook for herself? Because he does not have cooking skills, he can cook, but it does not taste satisfactory.

“Alan is awake or not? She wants to eat eggs or chicken?” albra asked herself. Albra compared the two foods because Alan likes eggs and chicken, even Alan's daily food is just that.

“Pa ..” hoarse voice heard in Albra's ear. There was Alan who had just come out of his room while scratching his hair.

“Hai, good morning. Your body still hurts?” albra asked as she approached Alan who was silent at the door of her room.

Albra held Alan gently and led him towards the dining table chair.

“Only a little,” he replied while trying to open his eyes wide.

Albra smiled at her son's very funny behavior. “No need to force, you will have sore eyes, Alan,”, said Albra while pouring a glass of water into a blue cup and have the character of a penguin for alan.

“Pa ... Why didn't Papa sleep with me?” alan asked after he finished drinking the water.

Albra who was about to walk towards the fridge was restrained. “Papa sleeps with you. At twelve, Papa forgot to send a report, so Papa moved to Papa's own room,” explained Albra so as not to disappoint his son.

Alan nodded. “Iya, Pa.”

Morning chats became the daily routine of Albra and Alan. If at Frans' house, in the morning like this, Albra, Ian, Alan and Frans would chat in the dining room over breakfast before they started their daily activities.

“What time is this, Pa? I'm not ready to go to school yet,” said Alan, who doesn't understand how to read the clock.

“Oh yes. Papa forgot to tell you. School is off for one week, and you will be back in school on Monday tomorrow,”, Albra said.

“Libur? I remember, yesterday the teacher didn't say holiday.”

Once upon a time like this, sometimes Albra felt strange why Alan was very good at talking at his age which was still very young. However, Albra was also happy and all she needed to do was answer all the questions that came out of Alan's mouth.

“You remember the incident yesterday?” albra asked as she prepared their breakfast.

“Iya, very remember,” replied Alan.

“Because there was an incident yesterday, the school comforted its students. Scared, something similar happened again.”

“Very long holiday, Pa?”

“Emm ... not too long. Later Papa tell me if you go to school again,” replied Albra.

Alan understood quite well now he was nodding his head. “What do you want breakfast with?” asked Albra who was still confused.

“Emm .. I love Papa's egg sandwich,” Alan said with a wide smile.

“Sure, Sir. I will make,” replied Albra who invited laughter Alan.

That's how it is in the morning between Albra and Alan. Seen, if Albra is very stiff and can not express cuteness in front of her child. But there was one of Albra's behavior that invited his son's laughter, even though Albra was not being funny.

The clock was showing at 9am, finished with all their morning activities, now Albra brought Alan to go to her office together. He did not want to leave Alan alone at home because Alan was still very, very small, worried that something would happen.

With one very large toy, and several toys that Alan kept in his bag, they now walk in the office lobby to get to the 7th floor, the place where Albra's office is.

There were so many employees who were blatantly watching Albra and Alan. Both of them have a very radiant charm. Not surprisingly, there are also many employees who steal the attention of Albra while in the company, the charm of a rich widower like this Albra, is second to none.

“Why? Is there something wrong with me?” asked Alan who felt uncomfortable being noticed by everyone who was there.

“You're handsome, which is why people pay attention to you.”

“Really? I think so ...”

Albra chuckled for a moment hearing Alan's reply. After some time, they reached the room that became Albra's working office. Alan immediately ran to the sofa to start playing with the toys he was carrying and Albra now began to open some reports that had piled up on his desk.

The door of the room opened, before long Ian came and ran furiously towards Alan.

“Whats up, Bro!” sweep it with glee.

“Yeu .. whose son Lo, just got a greeting,” annoyed Ian who now chooses to sit next to Alan.

“You should be working, Ian. Look at my Papa, he is very, very diligent,” said Alan who was proud of his Papa.

“Yes yes ... I don't want to argue with you,” replied Ian. His purpose here was to give a report to Albra.

Ian came over to Albra and gave her the tab.

“Why?” albra asked after looking at Ian's tab screen.

“Photo mattress,” replied Ian.

“Then?”

“Ck! No son, not father. Listen yes ... Qyen turned his mattress, I don't know why it could be here again,” explained Ian.

“Qyen? What happened to Qyen?” asked Alan who was a little curious.

Albra widened her eyes, coding Ian, to be careful if mentioning Qyen's name in front of Alan. If it had been like this, and Alan remembered Qyen again, he did not know what to answer.

“No, just yesterday's report,” replied Ian casually, fortunately Alan answered him with a nod.

“Send back,” says Albra.

“Lo look carefully, Albra. The name of the sender is not Qyen, and Qyen does not know where our company is, because we send this mattress in the name of his shop.”

After hearing Ian's explanation, Albra took over Ian's tablet and looked closely at the photo of the sender's mark seen there.

“Fin Ghazi? Husband Qyen?” ask Albra.

Ian shook his head. “Not, he is not Qyen's husband, nor girlfriend, sister and so on,” Ian replied in a whisper.

“So who is he?”

Somehow Albra was very curious about this, but his work was very much done.

“Gue do not know why the mattress that we have sent for Qyen, returned with a different sender name let alone he knows where our company,” replied Ian straightforwardly.

Albra nodded in understanding. “You're sending right now,” Albra's orders to Ian.

Albra was silent for a while, why did the matter concerning Qyen now affect her mind so much? Even a small thing like this alone, made Albra think several times, even her feelings were very uncomfortable.

Alan ran towards Ian when his uncle left. “Ian, you want to go to Qyen's house? I want to come,” Alan said as he shouted.

“Alan, Ian did not go anywhere, he resumed his work,” remembered Albra to Alan and approached the little boy to explain the situation.

Alan was a little disappointed to hear his father's lies. With his own ears, Alan heard that Albra and Ian were talking about Qyen behind him.

“And I just want to meet Qyen ..” lamented sadly.

On the other hand, Qyen is currently calculating his money income this week, he is very grateful because there are so many buyers who buy the fruit.

Just like the morning before, the morning of Qyen when opening his shop would definitely be welcomed by the arrival of Fin, but different from today, he said, Fin came up with a face that was not wearing and spoke slightly to Qyen.

Even today Qyen's mind is troubled by Fin's attitude telling her to return the package sent by Ian to him. Fin knew about the package, because Qyen had it in front of the store, he had not had time to move it because it was so big.

A little conversation Qyen remembered this morning with Fin.

“Restore package. You will not know how someone behaves, especially if you only met them for a few hours. I don't want you dealing with tall people like them.”

“Why? I think this is just a small gift deh.” Qyen could still respond if the package from Ian was a gift, but it seemed like Fin's response was different, he looked quite angry and Qyen was very strange to see it.

“No. It's not a gift, I've dealt with tall people like them and they're different. Just give it back, use my name.”

Such was the brief story of the conversation between Qyen and Fin in the morning today. Qyen felt strange, but she tried to think positively. Until, his daydream was broken because there was a young man who came to him with a big smile. Yes, Qyen remembered, he was Ian, the younger brother of Albra.

“Hai, Qyen. How are you?”