ALBRA
17. In the face of the Great Lord

It didn't take long, Qyen came back out with clothes that were more tidy than before. Then Albra could see if Qyen slightly swept her face with make up. Judging from his swollen eyes that have been slightly lost, and his pale lips are now filled by a pink lipstick.

“I don't know where to go to get this thing done, but can you give me time to clear up my wares on top?” ask Qyen with her awkward face.

Albra got up from her seat and nodded. They returned to the top, and Qyen began to tidy up the fruits so that he could close his shop at this time. Albra, who could not stand by, saw Qyen, the little woman who was alone, and tried to help lift the basket of fruits into the shop.

“Pak, no need. You do not need to clean up like this,” said Qyen who felt bad.

“Hm, you do not need to talk much,” replied Albra who is still continuing his work.

Qyen, who was familiar with the speech, recalled Alan. How could the little boy speak so similar to his father, indeed the fruit did not fall far from the tree. Although a little upset to hear such an answer, but Qyen felt a little homesickness to Alan could be treated.

Finished with the business of his shop, Qyen did not forget to lock all the doors and windows.

“You need not fear facing my father. There I am there,” said Albra who now walks first to her car.

Qyen followed where Albra had gone, hesitating a bit to open the door of the car next door where he could enter. Qyen, who was about to walk to the back of the car, quickly opened the front door, where Albra opened the door from the inside.

“Quick in, it looks like it's raining.”

Qyen nodded and got into Albra's car. The car drove towards the city center that Qyen was not even familiar with the road they were traveling.

“The path to home will be a little longer, you can sleep,” said Albra who broke the kehenigan between them.

Qyen, who was a little quiet with both hands holding the belt, shook his head, and Albra saw that.

“Why?” ask Albra.

“I'm afraid of being taken away to a place I don't know. I have to see these streets so I can go back home.”

The sound of laughter filled the car, Qyen who had just heard the sound of laughter Albra looked at the strange man.

“Why? Something wrong?”

“Hahahaha .. no-no, are you going to talk like this to the person who will kidnap you?” asked Albra who was not speaking cold anymore.

Qyen was struck with an Albra laugh, and he smiled slightly. “Not really, but I do have to pay attention to the streets,” said Qyen again.

He was a little unexpected to hear the sound of Albra's laughter was very booming because the article looks very cold, flat and keep his image in front of the people.

“By the way .. I still don't know why I'm here. Is there a problem with Alan?” ask Qyen just in case he can face the father of Albra later.

Albra was silent for quite a while before finally answering the question from Qyen. “Alan is fine. I can't tell you at this time. Maybe I'll tell you later.”

Hearing Albra's reply like that, Qyen's heart beat quite violently. He still does not understand what is going on right now. Qyen who was about to answer Albra's words was stopped because the phone ring from Albra's phone rang.

“Can you see?” albra said as Qyen was peeking at a little of Albra's phone tucked away next to him.

“A ... em ...”

With hesitation, Qyen took the phone and picked up the phone showing the name ‘Sekertaris 1’

Qyen brought Albra's phone closer to the owner and pressed the loudspeaker button.

“What's up?” ask Albra.

“Mr Albra, young master not found in main house. The guards are looking and we need your help.”

“Search to corners. I'm on my way.”

Not hearing what ‘sekertaris 1’ said, but Albra had told Qyen to turn off his phone, and the car that Albra was driving now increasingly fast splitting the quiet road.

Qyen who knew what situation was going on, even her heart was a little unsettled. He could only remain silent as he occasionally closed his eyes, Albra driving his car very, very quickly. Even at this moment Qyen did not dare to look at Albra in the face. Keep staring at the face of the father Alan, close to him only, the atmosphere immediately turned cold.

It was raining heavily, adding to the tension that was going on here. Before long, they arrived in front of a very high and luxurious gate, Qyen could see the guards busy opening the gate before they finally entered and Albra returned to running her car very quickly.

Qyen felt very foreign to this place, he thought, if we have entered the gate, then where is the house of Albra's father?

Now the question he had just asked in his heart was answered when he had seen a very, very luxurious white house towering from a distance.

“You will meet with my secretary later. I will immediately go looking for Alan,”, said Albra when the car he was driving stopped right in front of the door of the house with several guards who were ready to open the car door.

Qyen, who was about to open his mouth to speak, stopped as Albra got out of his car and just got off. Qyen stared at the departure of Albra who entered the big door, now he also thought about how the fate of himself left alone.

Before long, a woman wearing a suit, and short-haired also wearing sunglasses, opened the car door for him. Inevitably Qyen went down and he stood awkwardly there.

“I Meta, secretary Mr. Albra, please follow me. Big master is waiting.”

The woman who introduced herself by the name of Meta walked first, and Qyen followed behind him by walking down. Qyen felt very scared because there were so many people here who used black suit.

When he went inside, Meta stopped and handed Qyen a box to accept. “U—for what?” asked Qyen nervously.

“Save all your luggage here,” says Meta.

Qyen who did not want to make a problem he also kept his phone and jug his bag into the box that has been provided. He had never done anything like this before when visiting someone's home.

After handing over all his belongings, Qyen was introduced to someone who seemed to know him a little.

“Please follow me,” said the man who now invites Qyen to enter the house.

Qyen who was panicked and could no longer think who the man in front of him was, now his attention was distracted by the contents of a luxurious house that was said to be like a fairy tale palace. All the contents of this white home furniture is gold and white, no more colors besides gold and white even artificial plants are very shiny gold.

Qyen was led into a room with a very high door. He does not know where he will be taken, and he does not know whether his safety will be guaranteed or not here.

“Se—sewhile, Sir. I do not know what to do and where,” said Qyen who interrupted when the man who took him was about to open the big door.

“You only need to face the big master, because you have meddled in his family affairs.”