Chapter 6

Grace POV

Now me and Al are in the car. Earlier after we finished with the 'little' debate, he offered to take me home.

"How about you stop by first?" asked Al giving me a glance before turning to the road again.

"Your new house is around here?" I asked. because I really don't know where Al's new house is.

The man nodded in response.

"Of course!" I answered so enthusiastically. "I miss Aunt Fio too!" I continued smiling happy to imagine how Aunt Fio's reaction when she saw me.

I saw Al's smile fade when I heard his mother's name I called. "What's wrong, Al?" And I can guess something went wrong.

Al smiled bitterly. "Sorry I haven't told you yet," he said, getting more curious. What did he not tell me. "Mom and Dad separated a few months ago," he continued.

"What?!" Unknowingly I screamed. Really I was very surprised. All I know is Uncle Paul and Aunt Fio loved each other ... and now they are separated.

"What really happened, Al?"

Here I demand an explanation for everything.

I'm really sorry about what happened to Al's family. Turns out it wasn't just my family that was falling apart---to be precise, it was just me that was falling apart because Mom and Dad were still with my sister as a happy family without me---it turns out that Al was also going through the same thing. Even worse.

He said that Uncle Paul divorced Aunt Fio because the woman was cheating on him. I can't stop thinking why Aunt Fio had an affair. uncle Paul, who I know is very friendly and inherited from Al, loyal because I can see for myself that Uncle Paul really loves Aunt Fio, and what is certain is romantic, as evidenced by Uncle Paul who pampers and often spends time just to be with Aunt Fio.

What a stupid woman! wasting a man as good as Uncle Paul. If only in my generation there was a man like Uncle Paul maybe I would immediately ask him to marry me. Unfortunately, all I got was a man who just wanted to enjoy my body.

"You want a drink?" asked Al.

We have arrived at his new home. turns out it's true Al's house is not too far from where I work. He said he also just moved a few weeks ago and when he found out my location wasn't too far away he immediately came over to me. What a sweet friend. The house wasn't as big as Al's before but it was more comfortable with a mix of gray, white and black. It was obvious that there were two men living there.

"Okey!" I replied landing my ass on the sofa which is also gray. it didn't take long, Al came with a bottle of wine and two tall glasses in his hand.

"Wow! I haven't drank wine in a long time," I said with sparkling eyes.

"Then, tonight you can drink as much as you like," Al said making me even more happy. we also talked while enjoying the wine which I admit is very good. I closed my eyes to savor every sip. My longing for expensive alcoholic drinks is so great that I don't want to waste this opportunity.

"Oh yeah, how is your relationship with Lucy?" I asked suddenly curious about Al's lover.

"We're fine," replied Al, who was sitting up, crossing his legs while his hand played with the rim of the glass making a faint squeaking sound.

"Don't you two intend to get married soon?"

Don't be surprised! I'm the type of person who asks a lot of questions. After all it's not wrong for a pair of friends.

Al chuckled. "We are still very young. Why get married quickly," he said. "How about you? Haven't you found a man you can marry until now?" al asked in a teasing tone.

"If I don't find it, then I will marry you," I said teasingly back. But it's weird because the one laughing is just me. Al just looked at me with a look that was difficult for me to decipher. "I'm just kidding!" I continued not wanting to misunderstand him.

"Do you think I want to marry you too?" he asked looking at me sarcastically.

"Of course not. You're going to marry Lucy," I answered casually. Is not that true? Al will only marry Lucy not any other woman.

I took another sip of my drink until the sound of the door opening caught my attention.

"Uncle Paul...." I whispered a little when I saw the existence of Uncle Paul entering the house with a woman in his arms who might be the same age as me.

He glanced at me and Al. "Good evening, Uncle Paul," I greeted politely immediately.

"Good night!" said Uncle Paul leaving his girl to give me a warm hug. "You're old?" he asked after our brief embrace separated.

"That's great, because me and Al almost finished one of your bottles of wine," I joked pointing at the wine bottle on the table.

"Hey! It's mine!" said Al quickly.

Uncle Paul and I just laughed at Al's behavior. I don't know why this guy is so hard to joke with.

"Uncle Paul!" the woman called Uncle Paul with a spoiled tone. To be honest it makes me nauseous. You bully!

"Yes, honey! Wait a minute!" replied Uncle Paul. "Looks like she's getting impatient," the guy joked to us.

Al and I only smiled faintly in response. Uncle Paul also said goodbye to us. Al was already sitting back in his place. While I was still watching Uncle Paul until his body and the woman disappeared behind the door.

"Does Uncle Paul always bring women here?" I asked after sitting back down in front of Al.

Al nodded slowly with an unreadable facial expression. "Yes. since parting with Mother almost every night he brings a different woman to satisfy him in bed."

I got my face closer to Al and whispered softly, "Aren't you uncomfortable with his behavior like that?"

"Not at all!" al wasn't lying because he answered quickly with a smile. And now Al is bringing his face closer to mine. The man whispered, "I want to show you something."

"What?"

Al didn't answer and instead took my hand. fatal action because it made the wine in my hand spill and hit my clothes.

"Gosh! Grace! I'm sorry!" said Al trying to help clean my clothes with a tissue. I can only sigh heavily while staring at Al in horror. Those wine stains won't come off easily by the way.

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