Not Same Again

Nana's birthday

“David Albert? That Albert?” sara's eyes were almost perfectly rounded. Many people began to notice

the three of them, and Demian nodded solemnly.

“Who is he?” fanny asked confused, why suddenly the name David Albert now more important than anything.

“You're not kidding ‘kan?” Sara barked again, as if she did not receive the news if it was not true. But Demian showed no sign that he was in this dress.

“Can't be!” Sara crossed her arms, acting as if she was a cop who was not trusting the suspect's confession.

“Totally!” Demian answered with equally stubbornness.

“Noah Albert couldn't have children. He's a bachelor bastard. He used that much money not to get married, but to pay the women to sleep in his bed. Have you never read the news?” sara said while grunting.

“That's right,” Demian squeaks happily, “Noah Albert was too often shuffling his whores. Of course ‘ accidents’ can happen,” he said fieryly.

“Who is Noah Albert?” ask Fanny again.

Sara grimaces. “I can't imagine that she really has children,”.

“Why? He is the vocalist of one of the band's most expensive vocalists, he also inherited a share of beasr in greenlight. He's got everything. Many men like him are even worse.” Demian shrugged his shoulders. “Log in

it makes sense that she does have a child.”

“And how old is his son? 18? Why can his son not be exposed to the same media?” Sara sighed. He started to feel pain in his head.

“I swear to you, I really don't like any other Albert in this school. Fruit can not fall far from the tree,” the girl muttered followed by an oath of absorbency. Fanny remained silent. He had no idea and no interest in wanting to know what his two best friends were talking about.

“How can you possibly not know who Noah Albert is?” demian urges her and Fanny to walk to the outer courtyard of the school where Sara's pickup car is parked.

Fanny shrugged her shoulders. “I was too busy taking work part time,” he replied.

Sara was waiting for them both. With one hand sheathed her brown hair curls, and the other hand typed something quickly on her phone screen. She looks like a model who is doing a photo season for the latest mobile branding.

Demian immediately sat down on the side seat of Mr. Salim, his driver Sara, while Fanny sat in the back.

“Sara, let's go quickly! Hp continues!” demian said with a voice that rose. Despite being annoyed, Sara ended up sitting also beside Fanny.

“I'm reading news about Noah Albert. She's in blow up again same media.” Sara muttered as she continued to play the screen of her phone.

Fanny rolled her eyeballs. “Can we not buy ice cream now?” ask the girl impatiently.

“Duh, yes already, Pak Salim road,” said Sara degan lazy. Fanny and Demian both exhaled

breathing a sigh of relief, Mr. Salim took off, and the car moved.

“Once again Noah Albert managed to surprise us, with the mere temple of David Albert who suddenly appeared to the public, and it seems that the 18-year-old young man did not look like Noah, this has led to some speculation among some. Noah himself declined to comment on the matter.” Sara read the news about Noah and David Albert that Fanny did not ignore at all. He was too busy thinking about what kind of ice cream he should buy for Gio.

When it reached the intended cafe, the place was still quiet. The cafe is almost like a greenhouse. Bright, almost no dark corners. The waitress immediately greeted them, and they immediately

ordering. Fanny orders an ice cream chocelate chip, Demian orders a mint one, and Sara vanilla. The conversation about Albert-albert just evaporated.