I'm Not Your Bridge
Chapter 15

"Tell me, is what I did to Nayyara wrong, Fa?" ask Albert lirih.

After coming from the hospital, Albert decided to take a break while clearing his mind at home. But when he arrived there, he could not calm down. The shadows as he finds Nayyara in a bloodstained state continue to haunt him.

He groaned in frustration, angry at himself. "Arrgk...why is it all messed up?."

He snatched the car keys and drove it as fast as possible.

Stop at a nightclub. Albert went inside and ordered a drink. "Give me the best bottle of wine here!" he said he then threw his body in front of the bartender's desk.

A waiter brought a bottle of Screaming Eagle Cabernet, one of the best quality red wines in the world at a fantastic price, poured the contents into a small glass and thrust it in front of Albert. "Here, sir, please!."

Without saying much, Albert immediately downed the drink in one gulp. "Pour again!" said later.

The bartender poured the drink back, and Albert downed it again in one gulp. This happens over and over again. Until finally he was drunk and raved indistinctly.

Not enough, Albert kept asking the bartender to refill his empty glass. "Pour back the drink."

This time the bartender did not obey because he saw the man in front of him was drunk. "Sorry, sir, you've had too much to drink. You're drunk too much."

Instead of thanking him for being warned, Albert was angry and hit the table. "You're just a waiter. Your job is to serve visitors. So don't set me up and behave like a servant."

The bartender was not afraid. Dealing with drunk people has become an everyday sight. "Sorry, sir. Not that I was being rude. But you've been bothering other visitors."

Hearing that, Albert whose mind was tangled, coupled with the effects of the drink he drank, grew increasingly angry. "Who do you think you are? How much money did you get from this place? I can even buy this club with you."

"You want me to destroy you and your entire family?." Eyes flushed full of emotion, jaw hardened with teeth rustling. Strong clenched hands held back anger. "Where is the manager of this club? call him now!."

A man who was the manager of the club came closer. "Sorry, sir, I'm the manager of this club. Is there anything I can help you with?."

Albert looked at the man, got up from the chair and stood staggering. The manager grabbed Albert's body and helped him sit back down. "You'd better sit down, sir!" said it.

Although it has staggered, but Albert's anger has not subsided. "He, this guy," pointed at the bartender. "I want you to fire him right now, or I'll destroy this club of yours!."

"What was his mistake, sir?."

"He has dared to be rude by disputing my orders, and I would most dislike being denied!."

Understand that the manager sits down the problem. This is common when someone is drunk. "Pardon us for your inconvenience, sir. We will warn him" he said politely, bowing a little.

He then signaled the tendered to give what Albert asked by nodding his head.

The bartender's guts shrieked slightly at his threat. He understood, the person before him was not an arbitrary person. His anger could even destroy an entire city.

Not wanting to make the situation even more chaotic, the bartender chose to give up and give what Albert asked for. Moreover, the fate of everyone is threatened because of this trivial matter.

Walking with his chin raised up, his eyes stared straight at Albert. Featuring a cold face, not implied the slightest trace of fear in his eyes.

Arfa is a personal assistant, right-hand man, and Albert's best friend. Only he can control his anger.

"Enough, Al. Stop this madness!" he walked in front of Albert.

Seeing his preoccupation again disturbed, Albert was furious. He got up and threw a fist at him. "How dare you interrupt my pleasure! Now feel the consequences!"

But because he was under the influence of alcohol, his fists missed and only hit empty air. He staggered because he lost his balance.

Seeing Albert fall, Arfa was silent and had no desire to help.

While Albert, seeing his target was not hit, his anger increased to make all the people go away because of fear.

Get back up and raise his fist again. But this time Arfa swiftly caught the fist, twisted his hand backwards, and locked Albert's movements.

Enough, Al! How long do you want to torture yourself like this? Do you want Nayyara to hate you even more for seeing this attitude of yours?."

Hearing Nayyara's name being mentioned, Albert's anger slowly faded. His body suddenly decayed as if losing energy. "Nayyara, I'm sorry!" lirih. A tear fell on the cheek.

Slowly Arfa releases her lock and lets her best friend's body touch the floor.

Sit in front of Albert, positioning yourself in line with him. Arfa patted her shoulder slowly and then said. "Ear with all this, Al. I know your mind is in a state of turmoil. But that does not mean you have to vent everything with drunkenness like this. What would Nayyara say if she knew you were like this?."

Albert was silent, not refuting his best friend's words anymore. I heard a heart-wrenching cry. "Now what should I do? What am I supposed to do?" tanyanya.

Arfa shook her head firmly. "none. All you need to do now is just go home and clear your head. It's enough we've become everyone's spectacle material. Do you want your reputation ruined because of this?."

"We'll talk about this again after we get home!."

Albert nodded his head and complied. "Well, I'm going home now!."

"Let's help me stand up. Let me drive your car. You're still under the influence of alcohol. I don't want you to have an accident because you're not focused."

Albert nodded and gave the car keys to Arfa.

Slowly Arfa helped Albert walk and put him in the car. "Wait here. There are things I have to deal with first," he said, then closed the door again.

Stepping up to his two men who went there with him earlier. "Remove all this mess. I don't want any bad news about Mr. Albert because of this. Do whatever you need to do" said Arfa.

"Good, master!" say them. Then step inside to clean up all the mess that Albert caused earlier.

Seeing his two men moving quickly, Arfa got into the car, started the engine, and drove him towards Albert's residence.