ALBRA
70. Warm hug for Frans

Recalling the words of Albra who told him to bring a snack, Qyen now walked down the stairs carrying his cookies which he had brought from the penthouse. Not to forget with two glasses of Albra's favorite jasmine tea.

Before entering Frans's workroom, Qyen inhaled the air around her so that her nervousness disappeared a little. In the midst of his activities, Brian came to Qyen.

“There can I help?”

“A? Em ... This is Mr. Albra asking to be brought a snack.” Qyen handed the tray to Brian, but Brian opened the door to Frans' room for him.

“Log in.”

Qyen nodded and walked slowly to enter the room. He could see Frans and Albra chatting on the sofa with her back to the main door.

Qyen had already prepared her best smile, but her steps came to a halt when she heard Albra's voice in her ear.

“Papa can definitely find out who bought the ring.”

“I have no intention to help him.”

“Pa, Papa can definitely find out who the person who bought the ring was. I just need information.”

“Finding out about it is not a big deal for me. What intention do you want to know the whereabouts of that woman's family? Enough with my pride that you stepped on when married to him, for something like this you take care of yourself.”

Albra's jaw hardened, Frans could have spoken like that, even though he had taken pains to lower his prestige to ask Frans for help. Feeling being noticed, Albra looked around, there was already Qyen standing on the side of a large pole.

“Sayang ..” Call Albra.

Qyen realized, he smiled widely, Qyen approached the table. “Good day, Mr.” Qyen greeted, and arranged 2 cups of tea and one cookie plate onto the table.

After that, he left without speaking a word. So did Frans, who could only stare flat at Qyen.

“Pa, until when will Papa continue like this?”

Frans took off his glasses, he rubbed his face gently. “I will continue like this. You see what happened in Japan yesterday, is that woman responsible for the loss of my granddaughter? All problems start with him?”

“Papa! Qyen did not know about the incident. Even he was in a heavy shock. It should be the woman you paid for, whom you blamed. Because of him all this happened!”

Albra got up from her seat. He walked out of Frans' office. “And another one ..” Albra again facing Frans. “If Papa won't help me. Papa need not insult Qyen.”

Albra walked quickly to get out of the cursed room, but when he was about to open the door, Frans' voice sounded very loudly in his ears. “Papa will help. But with one condition.”

His hand that was about to open the door hung, Albra also turned to see his father who was now standing not far from before him. “No need, if it does have terms.”

“Not difficult. What do you stand for?”

Albra's heart riled to hear the offer given by Frans. If he refused, he could not have access to find out where the Qyen family was, and if he accepted he feared that Frans had conditions he could not keep.

“What are the terms?”

Frans came to Albra. Albra could see Frans' face now softened, and the eyes he usually saw were cold and untouched, now they looked withered. Does Frans have a problem?

“Let's stay here like you used to, with your son. You have a home, why go far?”

Albra's lips hesitated to speak, not usually Frans speaking this weakly. “I already have a wife. Papa doesn't like my wife, and I can't stay here.”

“Stay here also with that woman.”

As if receiving a treasure chest, Albra's eyes now sparkled, her smile widening. He had no idea what was going on with Frans, who must have heard this phrase coming out of Frans' mouth make him happy.

Albra, who was very, very happy, unconsciously hugged Frans tightly, while saying thanks. Just like Alan did that to him. “Thanks, Pa.” After saying that, Albra lowered her head and walked out of Frans' room.

Frans froze in place, a hug given by Albra felt like it had melted all the blocks of ice surrounding the wall of his heart. Frans had just realized, was this the first hug that Albra loved him?

“The child is already big,” Frans muttered while looking at the door that was still swaying because it was closed a little tight by Albra.

“Master? Grand master? You okay?” Brian came waving his hand in front of Frans.

“Brian, the little boy who was crying yesterday looking for his mother now he's grown up. The hug was very warm,” Frans muttered which Brian could still hear.

Brian smiled sincerely, he saw all the events that happened inside the Frans workspace. He saw how Albra embraced Frans happily, like a happy little boy who was bought a new cell phone from his father.

“Why didn't I realize it long ago? Why can I just get her warm embrace after she grows up?”

Frans' remorse gnawed at his heart, was all this because of his selfishness?

Brian led Frans to sit back on the couch. Lately Frans' health has declined due to heart disease.

“Master, all you need to do right now is get closer to Albra and Ian of course.”

Frans nodded. He thought that having Albra stay with his wife in this house was not a bad choice, it seemed like this choice was the right choice.

“You need me, what should I do at the moment, Mister?”

Frans regained his senses and gave him the same picture that Albra had shown him. “Search for information on who bought the ring. See ya. Use my data code, if you can't, pay people to find out.”

Frans nodded. “Albra who want to know information about the ring.”

“Miss Qyen ring? Was Qyen really from someone who was not? If he wears this ring, then he is not a random person.”

“I also need to know about the information.”

…

“Sayang ... Darling ..” Albra ran with a happy smile looking for Qye, he had to pass on this happy news to his wife.

Albra opens the door to Alan's room, but only Alan and Parell are still playing chess there. “Papa looking for Qyen? Qyen is not here, Pa.”

Albra nodded. “Alright, briefly.”

He closed the door again, and ran to find where his wife was. Indeed, Albra felt it was not in vain to tell Frans this.

“Sayang?” Upon entering the room, Albra could see that Qyen was on the balcony and was enjoying the outside atmosphere with a beautiful artificial lake in his eyes.

Qyen could feel Albra's hand coiling in her big belly. Albra breathed deeply into the fragrance of Qyen's hair. “Honey, I called you from earlier. What are you doing here?”

“Hiks .. Hiks ...”

With a feeling of surprise, Albra turned Qyen's body, apparently Qyen was crying bitterly. “Why? Something bothering you?”

Qyen nodded. He can't seem to lie if he is disturbed by Frans's words that he heard earlier. Qyen also told Albra about something he should not have heard.

The heartache is still not gone, but this time it continues to grow because Frans was still insulting him.

“It's not like that, baby. I spoke to Papa. Sorry if Papa's words hurt you.”

Albra held Qyen's hands together, and rubbed Qyen's tears against his cheeks. “See me.”

The frightened Qyen eye bead, now met with the very soothing and peaceful Albra eye bead for him to see. “Papa will help me to find out about who bought this ring.” Albra rubbed the ring worn by Qyen with her thumb.

“Dan .. Papa told us to stay here. Don't be afraid, it looks like Papa has started accepting you.”

Unbelieving Albra's words, Qyen shook his head. He still remembers clearly when Frans still did not consider it to exist. He was afraid that staying here would make him more hurt and made a slave by Frans.

“You don't believe me?’

“Not, not I don't believe. I'm just afraid you're back to doing the unexpected.”

“That won't happen. I will always be by your side. From today we will stay here. Are you ready, baby? Always show your sweetest smile in front of Papa, and it will certainly make Papa feel comfortable near you.”

“You can?”

“Can I give it a try again?” Qyen was still very hesitant to win Frans' heart.

Albra nodded steadily reassuring Qyen that everything would be fine. “Sure, my wife is a great woman. You can definitely.”

Albra carried Qyen into her arms. “Kender and Meta will bring your necessary items in the penthouse.”

“Don't forget my fur slippers, and my blanket,” said Qyen interrupted by her cries.

Albra chuckled softly, he couldn't help but marry a 20-year-old woman. “Iya, darling.”

On the other hand, Alan, who wanted to invite Qyen to play chess, was now silent in front of the balcony door staring at Albra and Qyen who were hugging very affectionately.

“Master, it looks like we have to get out of here,” Parell whispered to Alan.

The small chessboard was already clutched in his hand, because Alan wanted to show greatness in playing chess after being taught for hours by Parell. But when he played Albra and Qyen even busy himself.

“Let's just look at this scene,” said Alan in a loud voice and managed to surprise the two people who were hugging the friendly.

“Alan, interrupt aja,” whispered Albra who let go of Qyen's complaint.

Qyen chuckled, he wiped away the tears that flooded his face. And now looking at Alan who was looking at him with pursed lips.

“Why, darling?”

“I want to fight chess with Papa. If Papa loses buy me a bike like Diego.”

Albra folded her hands on her chest. Giving Alan a bodyguard as well as a nanny like Parell, it looks like Alan can already bring his own car and go to school.

Just look, a few days playing with Parell, Alan is already good at sports, his life is getting more disciplined, and now the boy is also good at playing chess. It seems like Albra must carefully hone her son's intelligence.

“Alright, if you lose, you have to massage Papa's shoulder for one week.”

“Hahaha .. Very easy.”

Alan and Albra began to sit on the seats available on the balcony, Parell and Qyen being the cheer team, sitting between them. The game was started, and each of them did not want to get a predicate of defeat.