Me Vs Flocking Mommy

Chapter 32. Young Papa?

“Ella now there's the same me. But he can't talk to me anymore, Father,”

“Why can't you? Actually Ella why?” albert snapped, cutting off the man's words.

“Quiet, Sir. My daughter is now at the Tsabita clinic. He's been checked by a doctor again. I called Mr, because from earlier Many calls came out of Ella to the number Mr.” said the angkot driver.

“Where is Tsabita's clinic? I'll be there soon,” Albert said.

After getting the address of the clinic, Albert immediately drove his vehicle. The suburban streets are quite quiet, making the man free to drive his car at high speed. The man also alerted Ghina by phone.

“Ghina, I already know Ella's whereabouts. Now I want to pick him up,” he said.

“Thank God,” said Ghina. “The situation is fine, right?” ask the woman.

“Hmm? Y-yes, hopefully,” says Albert is nervous. She also doesn't know how Ella is doing right now.

“Kok your answer is hesitant? Where is Ella again?” ghina is suspicious.

“He didn't say anything, just tell me the location. I'll call again, yes,” call Albert.

The tluk! Ghina's phone has been cut off. The young man exhaled a sigh of relief, as Ghina did not ask about Ella anymore. But his mind was still troubled thinking about the teenager.

“Tsabita's clinic is around her father's grave. That's right, Ella was headed there. But what happened to him? Why would he be taken to the clinic with an angkot driver? Did he get hit by a vehicle?” albert thought he could not wait to meet his daughter-in-law.

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“Excuse me, is there a patient named Azu- ... Ah, I mean Ella?” Albert asked the receptionist patient.

“What is a Father named Albert?” ask the receptionist to make sure.

“Yes, I am Albert who was on the phone of the angkot driver earlier. Oh yes, Ella's treatment cost how much?”

“It was paid the same driver, sir. Come with me,” said the receptionist, then took Albert to a nursery. Right in front of the room, a man was sitting while playing his cell phone.

“What were you angkot driver earlier?” ask Albert.

“Iya. You who?” The man frowned, and stared at Albert for quite a while.

“Oh, I'm Albert. The father of Ella who was the father of the phone earlier,” replied Albert as he reached out his hand to shake hands.

The driver did not return Albert's hand. Are you really his father? But ...” The man did not believe Albert's remarks. “He's his father? Why is he more like his brother? This man must still be in his twenties,” muttered the angkot driver in heart.

“Sorry, I've suspected you,” said the angkot driver. He shook Albert's hand.

“Nothing. I understand, kok,” replied Albert with a smile.

“Your daughter is fine now. He passed out at my angkot. The doctor said his blood pressure and blood sugar were very low,” was clearly the angkot driver. “So he regained consciousness for a moment and mentioned his name. But before saying his home address, he collapsed again,” continued the man.

“Thank you for helping my daughter.” Albert then opened the door of the ward and saw Ella lying weakly there. Half of the teenager's body was covered in a white blanket.

“Then I'll excuse you. This is your daughter's HP I return.”

“Ah, wait! This is Ella's fare,” Albert said while handing over some blue money sheets.

“Waduh, this is mostly, sir. School children fare only three thousand,” reject the angkot driver.

“Nothing. This costs Ella to get to the clinic and also reimburses the cost of treatment at the clinic, as well as my thanks,” force Albert.

“Truly, Sir?” asked the driver hesitating.

“Iya. If Ella was with a bad guy, maybe she's not here right now,” Albert said.

“Then I accept yes, sir. Thank you very much,” said the angkot driver.

After the angkot driver left, Albert had a short chat with the nurse at the clinic. Then she went into the ward to check on Ella. “You're awake? How you doing?” ask Albert.

Ella turned her face towards the wall. “Why did you claim to be my father?” said the girl. His voice whispered and almost cried.

“Let's go home. Said the nurse earlier you can go home and have a lot of rest,” said Albert ignored Ella's sentence just now.

“Al?” mumbling Ella.

“Hmm?”

“Why did you claim to be my father?” Ella repeated the question. “You can claim to be my brother, my cousin or something. We also will not meet with the angkot driver earlier, so lying a little is okay, right? said Ella lirih. His tone was like a vexation.

“He knows our real relationship. I'm your employer, as my name you keep here,” Albert said, handing over Ella's phone. “So far is our relationship now? Until you just think of me as an employer?” continued. 

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