Uta & Alber [EN]
71. Behind the Door

The Alber POV

As I expected, Uta could not dwell when I said I would take her home with my brilliant idea. It's just that I modified the idea a little. I said, that Babam was the one who entrusted myself to deliver the souvenirs directly to Aunt Celine. The results of the modification of the idea, of course, make Uta unable to dwell.

"Why?" Ask me because Uta looks half-dreaming and half-thinking.

"What?" My question made him look at me. A confused look was on his face.

"Your face was like someone else thought." My answer explains the purpose of asking.

"I just do not think, why Babam can be very good thanks me to Mamah by, to the point that you send directly. I just met Babam today." He praised Babam with admiration. I did not expect the effect of modifying the idea, ending with Uta's admiration for Babam and not me.

Babam won a lot!! *Albers

"Where not, the day Babam heard the story about you from the same Princess Annem by phone." I said honestly what it is. Indeed Annem and Putri often tell about Uta to Babam by phone. Especially the princess who is very dear to Uta.

"He . he .. he .. Babam seems like a very family man, compatible with the motherly and cheerful Annem. God's destiny is the best." Say it again with a smile of his own.

"Yes Babam family man. Just like this kid. Didn't you see the aura of the family man in me?" My answer is full of confidence.

"Certainly see dong, the strong ranking of the aura of family man in you, until every day fighting with the Princess." His reply was in a landslide, inversely proportional to my previous pedak statement. Another answer I can't predict.

"It's a fight, it's a coincidence I'm spoiled, don't use family." I say with comedy.

"God ... Bravo bravo!!" He said as he clapped his hands to hear my free-making answer.

"Ha .h .h .." Hearing his reply, my laughter immediately exploded. The thrill of chatting with Uta, making time seem to run fast. It does not feel that black has arrived in front of Uta's house.

"Are you sure you're coming down? Don't you want me to go to my mom?" He's still trying to persuade me not to come down and go inside.

"Remember, this is trust. I have to get anter straight." My words remind me that I must be the one to drive him directly to Aunt Celine.

"Suph ..." Hearing my words, Uta could only sigh heavily. The word 'amana' once again saved me.

"He . he .. he .. It's coming down." Take me to him. I took a parcel for Aunt Celine from the trunk at the front of the car. I saw Uta still standing next to the car waiting for me. He offered to help bring the parcel but I refused, let me. We then walked over the fence of Uta's house.

"Why lonely? Aunt at home?" I'm spontaneous. Because there was absolutely no one on the side page. Usually at least one or several employees of Aunt Celine who paced, busy working on food orders. But this time, neither Aunt Celine nor her employees were currently visible there. I saw the girl beside me also showing a slight puzzled look.

"THAT SON OF YOUR BELOVED DAMN BEARER!!!" Hearing his name called, Uta who had held the doorknob, could not turn the doorknob he was holding. I can't deny, I'm also surprised to hear the dispute. I put the parcel in my hand on the porch seat of the house.

"Astagfirulah... MY MAS!!" This time there was the sound of Aunt Celine slightly high-pitched.

"YOU DARE TO SNAPPED ME!!?? LOOK WHAT HE'S DOING!! YOU'RE TIRED OF THE BONE-CHANGING WORK, HE GOES UNCLEAR FEASIBILITY." Shouted Aunt Celine's interlocutor again. I don't know what basis the person accused Uta of crawling, even though the actual fact is not so at all.

Kuraih arms Uta, trying to take her away from there. The girl turned to me and shook her head, a sign that she refused to leave from there.

"STOP MAS! Uta it's work. Your son's at work, he's not as tired as you're accusing." Aunty Celine replied to counter those baseless words. The sound of contention was getting closer towards the door. And sure enough, the door of the house opened. Looks like a middle-aged man who I easily guessed, he is Papah from Uta. This is due to the level of similarity of their faces both.

"U ... Uta??" Aunt Celine said in shock, because her daughter and I were behind the door. The sadness was very, very visible on his face which is usually always cheerful. On both of her cheeks were tears of real evidence of that sadness.

"IT'S GOOD THAT YOU WORK. IT HAS BECOME A BURDEN TO THE FAMILY. WHY AREN'T YOU SELF-CONSCIOUS!" Said Papah Uta with a face full of anger and dislike for his own daughter.

"ENOUGH!!" Shouted Aunt Celine stopping her husband saying further. The middle-aged woman walked closer towards us.

"Alber, can auntie ask for help? Please take Uta away for a moment. Aunty wants to talk to Uta's father. Aunty, call Alber, when you're done talking." Say him to me. The warm hand grabbed my hand as it conveyed its request. I can feel the hand shaking a little. I nodded my head, a sign that I would fulfill his request. To be honest without him asking for it, from now on I really want to take Uta away from here.

He took off my hand and shifted closer towards Uta, to then hug Uta tightly with affection. Uta who was hugged by Aunt Celine just froze. After hugging his daughter, he turned to me and gave a code to immediately take his daughter away from this area of contention. I grabbed Uta's hand and slowly carried her away from there. Uta looked helpless, only able to comply when I brought her along.

"DO KEEP THAT DAMN KID!!" Samar faintly sounded the quarrel again continued when we were already away.

"YES!! YOU'RE OUTRAGEOUS MAS." Aunty Celine's voice replied to Papah Uta.

I open the car door for Uta and make sure the tie girl gets in. After making sure Uta was sitting safe, I closed the car door and rushed into the steering wheel. I put the black one out of there immediately.

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