Trapped by Pandora
Chapter 16: London
“Hoahemm ..,”
Alin yawning and wriggling the body. His sleep was very good last night. The air of London this spring is very soothing, making him forget about tranquilizers.
Never before had he thought he would settle in London with his biological parents. All this time he had only come for a vacation, but this time was different. It was indeed a very hard decision, leaving behind the parents who had raised him. It was his condition that worried him. However, he was very grateful that Papa let him go sincerely. Maybe this is the best way, so the relationship between his father and Aunt Naima will be closer. Alin was eager to see them live happily together, especially his adoptive father had long lived alone.
“Good morning, Princessa!” Mrs Laviola Yosrey, often called Yola Yosrey, a struggling mother who gave birth, opened the door and greeted her.
“Good morning, Mom!” Alin developed a big smile when he saw Madame Yola coming into the room with a tray containing breakfast for him.
“You are late for breakfast, so I bring it here!” Madam Yola put the tray on the nightstand near her daughter's bed.
“Mom, don't spoil me too much.”
“Why not?”
“Later Rigel could get mad because I've stolen all the attention of Mom and Dad!”
“Hahaha, he won't be angry! Trust me, he'll do more than what Mommy and Daddy did for you. He will spoil you more than us.”
Madam Yola recalled how Rigel, Alin's sister, whined to ask her to pick Alin up and bring him to live with them. Understandably, since childhood Rigel was used to playing with both older brothers and he was eager to play with his sister.
“Come, you drink the milk chocolate first, mumpung still warm.”
Alin unreservedly sipped a glass of warm chocolate milk recommended by his mommy. Warm chocolate milk and a soothing springtime taste like peerless pleasure. Alin completely forgot about his problem.
“By the way when does Rigel come home, Mom?” alin asked as he chewed on a piece of sandwich made by Mrs Yola.
“Should be tomorrow he has landed in London. Have you missed him?”
“Yes, I miss his disappointment. Home is incomplete without hearing the sound of the break,” joked Alin.
“Isn't there a Kaif ready to brighten up your day?”
“Oh no, Mom! Big no no!” Alin shook his head.
“Why?” Madam Yola was astonished by her daughter's reply.
“So Kaif, she's too stocky charm! If I walk with him, there he will be the center of attention of women who thirst for affection. And I, will just stand in the corner like a statue of liberty that is ignored.”
“Bmmmppp ...,” unfinished Alin revealed the contents of the heart, suddenly a towel floated up and landed covering his entire face.
“I don't spread charm! I'm just being friendly to all my fans!” kaif's rebuttal suddenly appears into Alin's room.
“Kaif, don’t do that to your sister! Be nice!” reprimand Mistress Yola.
“Fans? Do you have it? Hmm..., I doubt it!” sindir Alin's.
“You doubt it? Seriously? Wait until Rigel comes home, he is a living witness to how your handsome brother is an idol all over Europe!”
“Yeah, Mommy used to be pregnant Kak Kaif cravings what the hell? The thickness is acute, can not be treated again!”
“Now, Mommy never feels like a weird cravings.”
The mother and daughter pair giggled when they saw Kaif's laughable manyun expression. Alin was really happy to be with a real family. This wish had actually been harbored for a long time, but he had not been able to leave the adoptive parents who had been so meritorious, loving and loving him sincerely.
“Well, what are your plans today?” kaif asked his sister.
“Now, I don't know yet. Do you have time to take me around London?”
“Of course! To my beloved sister, my time is limitless,” Kaif rolled her eyes.
“Does Brother have a job?”
“My work can wait, after all my confidants are able to run the cafe well without my presence.”
The twenty-nine-year-old young man did have a business in the field of food and beverage. Cafe The Monsrey, which he founded five years ago, has made rapid progress, even having several branches in England and Italy. In addition, Kaif also works with her friends to develop media businesses both print, digital and online.
“Ehm, how about Brother take me to the cafe after we get around London?”
For almost a month living in London, Alin has not even visited his sister's cafe. Time to spend at home with family, especially Mommy. They are busy shopping together, cooking, baking, watching movies, enjoying moments that have been missed for twenty-six years. Such togetherness was never owned by Alin even though during the holidays, because he did not want his adoptive parents who also took a vacation at that time to feel uncomfortable.
“Ke cafe? Why go to the cafe?” Kaif scrunched her forehead.
“Yes I want to know how a famous Kaif Prince Omair Yosrey across Europe works managing his cafe.”
“OK, I'll take you to the cafe. But remember, don't complain like Rigel when it's there!” Kaif grabbed the towel she had thrown in Alin's face and then made a move out of Alin's room.
“Prepare! Don't dance too late! We don't want a fashion show!” kaif yelled recklessly.
“Hmm, are you sure you'll go with Kaif? Is it ready to be a statue of Liberty?” a sinister smile fell on the corner of Mrs Yola's lips.
“Do I have any option?” Alin asked back.
“Well, enjoy your day! Have fun!” Madam Yola rolled her eyes, then got up from her seat and brought the food tray back to the kitchen.
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Alin enjoys views of the streets of London in the spring from behind the windows of The Monsrey Cafe. He deliberately chose a seat in the corner, a little hidden but could stare at the picture of the streets are quite wide. Then the people and the trees began to flower. Suddenly Alin remembered Ragnala, his best friend. It used to be after the practice he and Ragnala often spent the night in a subscription cafe not far from the Jenaka Dental Clinic.
Alin misses the chatter of his dear friend, he also reached into his bag to take a cellphone. Can't wait for him to immediately look up Ragnala's name on the phone's contact list.
“Halo!” answer the voice across there.
“La, it's me. Alin!”
“What? Aliiiinnnnnnn ..!” Alin kept the phone away from the ears as soon as Ragnala's voice screeched high.
Suddenly Alin's phone screen changed, there was a video call request from his best friend. Alin presses the video call button and hastily puts on his bluetooth headset before Ragnala's voice contaminates the rest of the cafe.
“Ya ampyuuunn ..., Where are you going? Saying there's no news! There are many patients that you know! I can't help but find them every day! Why did you leave anyway? You're all right?” Ragnala bombards him with questions Alin can guess.
“Jeez La, one-on-one dong! How would I answer if you were like a firecracker!” cut off Alin, before Ragnala's question gets longer like a train.
“London.”
“What? London's? Why?”
“Rome.”
“Go home? Don't joke dong! Your home is here, if you want to go home back here ajalah. This clinic will accept you with open arms. Back to country people,” murmur Ragnala.
“Go back to my real family. My biological family. Do you remember when I told you about my family in Europe?”
Ragnala tried to remember what stories Alin had told him. Between the two of them, there is almost never a secret. Alin did say about his family in Europe, but never revealed clearly that it was his biological family.
“Iya I inget. But how can it be your biological family?” Ragnala put on a curious expression.
“Hmm, the story is long! I'll tell you the full story sometime. In essence, Mama Zivaa and Papa Vishaka were my foster parents who had raised me since infancy. Mama Zivaa is my father's sister.”
Ragnala was stunned to hear Alin's narration of a family tree that was quite complicated processed in his brain.
“So, actually Aunt Zivaa is your aunt?”
“Yap! Pinter you La! It's not wrong I have your sohib kayak!”
“How important is your marriage Lin? That's your future husband coming back and forth here, until his face is crooked, tangled, folded unbecoming. It's sad to know!”
Alin nodded in his chair. The memory he wanted to forget now stopped again because of Ragnala's speech. For days he threw away the memory of Beryliano Monza, he was even reluctant to care and did not want to know what Beryl did after his death.
“No wedding, La!”
“Whaaaattt?” Ragnala nearly dropped the phone she was holding.
“You mean, your marriage is off?”
“Iya,” replied Alin lunglai.
“Ta-but why Lin? What's the matter? What happened?” Ragnala was astonished, the hope of seeing her best friend live happily destroyed already.
“She, don't love me La. She loves me because I look so much like Mama Zivaa, her first love. Once I found out that I was Mama Zivaa's son, he was very angry and just left without explanation. She was angry that Mama Zivaa was thought to have betrayed her for marrying another man.”
“Tu-wait! So Mr Monza was Aunt Zivaa's lover?” Ragnala began to string together the roots of a problem she could hardly understand.
Alin nodded. He refused to explain the problem again. His heart felt tight every time he remembered the anger that was painted in Beryl's eyeball at that moment. His ears were ringing as if hearing every word Beryl vented on Aunt Naima. Words that made her know the past history between her future husband and her foster mother.
“Terus?” Ragnala was still curious.
“Already La, I don't want to talk about it anymore. Enough!”
Ragnala swallowed his mute saliva. From the look on Alin's face, there was sadness and disappointment. He did not expect that his best friend would suffer a broken heart a second time, and it must have been very painful.
“Hmm, be patient Lin! I understand how you feel. I'm willing to let you go to London without me, as long as you find happiness there.”
“Oh, so sweet! Thank you, La! I love you bestie! Muaaah!”
“Excuse me! Can I interrupt your busyness?” suddenly Kaif's face appeared on Alin's phone screen, her brother was already standing right behind her chair.
“Halo, introduce me Kaif, Alin’s second brother! And you?” kaif introduced himself.
“Hah? I'm Nala, Ragnala. I'm Alin's best friend,” Ragnala stutters, his world suddenly stalled once the handsome creature appears on the phone screen. Just this time he was accosted by an alien creature like Brother Alin who looked once his feather blood.
“Ragnala? Uhmm, such a beautiful name. Nice to meet you pretty!” kaif sok is friendly.
“Listen Brother, he is my dear friend, lest you dare to play him!” threaten Alin with her sister.
“Making what? I just say hello,” sahut Kaif.
“Udahan first yes, La! I called again sometime,” Alin ended the chat with Ragnala, before her brother was getting teased.
“When did you come home here, Lin? I'm so heavy!” exciting Ragnala.
“Not yet, La! I still want to calm down and enjoy time with my family.”
“Yes done, I will faithfully wait for you!”
“See u, La! Bye!” Alin waved his hand and ended his call.
Kaif looked pouted. He wanted to know more about his brother's proud companions. Unfortunately, Alin did not give him a chance. Twenty-six years, and he barely knew his sister's character. He had no idea what kind of world Alin was living in. Some of the things he knew were Alin, a dentist, had experienced depression due to the abandonment of his lover, and now love also has not sided. Honestly, Kaif was grateful for the incident. Finally Alin chose to stay with them, the real family. However, on the other hand he also did not accept his sister being played by brash men. No one should hurt Yosrey's family. Whoever it was, he would definitely beat them mercilessly.
“Kak! Hello, Brother!” Alin plucked his finger in front of Kaif's stern face.
“Hah? What?” Kaif.
“Eh, dreamy instead! Wagging what, anyway?” sulk Alin.
“Ah, no daydreaming! By the way, Rigel's phone. He said he landed in London. He wants to meet you in Harrods,” Kaif said casually.
“Harrods? Did ya? Thank goodness, I miss him so much.”
“Yeah, but unfortunately I can't take you because I have a job to take care of. You don't have to worry because Brother Zhiggy sent you a private driver.”
“Really?” Alin was happy, his two brothers were very attentive. They treated Alin like a porcelain that was kept tight so as not to break easily.
“In a minute he's definitely coming,” Kaif glanced at the watch he wore.
“Good day, Mister!” the voice of someone suddenly present in their midst made Kaif's attention switch.
Alin turned around to find out the driver sent by his eldest brother.
“Alaric?”
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