Prince Descending the Throne

THE JAKARTA - SURABAYA RAILWAY

The mansion with a courtyard the size of the field was now deserted. Only the sound of water rattling could be heard. Daniel washes dishes (a habit he never did). But what can I do? Dalvino was busy waiting for his father in the hospital. Only a few times back home to pick up a change of clothes and other items that if important.

That night Daniel took a breath. Why should he worry about his father now? After all these years he doesn't care about the company. Even if there is no money, Daniel can. Physically benefits.

That night..the moon was beautiful, huh? It would be more beautiful if there was a mother accompanying.

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"You're seriously leaving class?" Mr. Abraham sat leaning against a soft pillow.

"Yes, Dad. It'sit's okay. Don't worry about me sometimes. Uh, I mean me and Daniel."

"Your father is actually happy if his two sons are optimal in caring for this frail parent. Maybe, it's okay if you have to be sick once in a while" chuckled.

Optimal? What is optimal? It is precisely only Dalvino who day and night watch, sincerely back and forth ride a taxi to the house and then take his father's change of clothes. Now he's a little bit upset. But I might have to show his upset face to his father for now. Apparently, his father also did not mind if Daniel called him with harsh words.

"Don't you skip, Vino. For now only you want to continue your education to a higher level. Maybe next time Daniel wants to, I really can't wait to see you two graduate."

Dalvino just smiled bitterly. Will it happen? Though the two of them did not get along, even though the twins.

Afternoon. Twilight. The sky is entirely orange, cloud-lined which appears to be as soft as cotton. The birds chirped, flying into a beautiful formation about to rest. The city of Jakarta is still crowded (of course).

Mama Zen's Restaurant. A restaurant that is open from 6 am to 12 pm. The servants are friendly. The chef is good at cooking, there is hardly a boring menu. Although tried many times, the taste of the cuisine is still good. Especially with warm rib soup, it is very fitting to be enjoyed during heavy rain. How fun even if you just imagine.

But the twins actually ate there. Daniel and Dalvino. The past is beginning to be imagined.

When they were children, Mr. Abraham often took his two sons to eat at Mama Zen's restaurant. To the extent, the owner of the restaurant will not forget the twins even though they are now in their teens.

That afternoon, Dalvino himself invited his brother to eat together. Not just tasting the cuisine of the Mama Zen restaurant, but there are important things that need to be conveyed.

"You don't want to ask me about dad's condition?" Dalvino fixed his sitting position. But his brother just nodded.

"Whatever. But dad asked us to do something to launch the stock sale. Or..I don't think it's a buying and selling transaction anyway, as long as one party forces. It's more about theft. Yeah, right?" Dalvino explained.

"Something." Daniel's answer was brief. Come on, the rib soup from Mama Zen's restaurant made her focus only on that warm soup.

"Dad gave me the address of his acquaintance. We're going to Surabaya by train,"

"The train you said?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"I guess surabaya?!"

"Yes." Yeah."

Daniel almost choked, as quick as lightning grabbed a glass of drink. Oi! Surabaya's? Not less association and do not have broad insight. But if you have to go to Surabaya, Daniel may be a bit reluctant.

"Why Surabaya? What are you gonna do, huh?" Daniel pointed at Dalvino's chest with his index finger.

"I didn't say it? Dad has business with an acquaintance in Surabaya, related Dad can not meet with this situation, be we who represent".

"Boy basis ******. It's nice to trouble someone else".

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"You don't bother me this time, Daniel! We'll be late if we don't hurry!" Dalvino yelled banging on the bedroom door. Oi! Since when did he wake up at this early hour?

Father has not been allowed to go home, despite repeatedly reassuring nurses that his condition has begun to improve. The body is not too weak, the morning sunlight is very helpful. Under such circumstances, Dalvino decided to leave Dad to someone else. Trustees, in just a moment. Until the business with the city of Surabaya is finished.

A few minutes later the door opened from inside. Daniel rubbed his eyes, yawned. Holy hooch! Where does anyone sleep without a shirt? Isn't it cold?

"Come, Daniel! Take a shower, don't eat breakfast. You're slow!"

"Whisper! Because of you and the guy***** that I can't join the boxing club today. Basic distress,"

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The Jakarta-Surabaya train runs fast, puffing thick smoke on top of it. The train stops at the station, lifting the mob. People carry things such as vegetables, large cardboard boxes, to bring relatives.

There was no conversation between the twins. Only the sound of laughter, the jokes of children, until the sound of people nagging is heard clearly. Some people take time to rest. Daniel stared at the train window, tapping on the glass. Occasionally muttered 'how hard is the train window?' Then his attention was fixed on the axe in the glass. Smirked afterwards. "Look! There was an axe in the glass to break the glass" Daniel chuckled to a knock on the axe.

"That's not funny. You're like you've never been on a train."

"Whisper! Even though getting on a plane is more efficient, more classy, more comfortable!".

The train splits a stretch of high hills, with amazing views. A long flowing river, laughing children splashed water on the body of his friend, until a bare-chested man led his sheep. Fantastical. It's an incredible sight. The sun is right over your head. At 12:00.

Dalvino moved his hands, stretching his wrists. His arms, his heels, everything was cramping. Sitting for hours in a train car is not a fun thing. While Daniel, caring for the devil with the man who had snored, fell asleep sticking his face in the window of the train. Only leaves dew because of the breath.

Many times he stared at his brother's body. How fun to remember the fun events as a child. How painful it would be to unite with a conflict that seems never-ending. Will they be together like before? When Daniel appreciates his father, he becomes Dalvino's support system, the best brother ever. Will it?

Dalvino exhales. Half of his heart hated his brother. Especially with that rude call to Dad. Many times Dalvino affirms the heart to toughen. Forcing half his heart to be clean; that he would always wait for Daniel to change, at any time. Even promising yourself will always consider him a twin brother.

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At 18:00.

Daniel stretched his body with a stupor down from the train. The station is not too crowded, the atmosphere of the night is so comfortable.

"Hoah... Are we staying at a hotel?" Daniel yawns, stretches his legs. "Where's the taxi? Where are you going, heh?!"

While the one asked was even fun to send a message, Dalvino did not bother his brother.

"Not really, we just ride the ojek. I don't think the car can get into the narrow alley" Dalvino replied, his attention is still on the mobile phone.

"Oject?! You don't go crazy, asshole! You asked me to come all the way to Surabaya. Take the train anyway. Just sit around until my ass hurts, just eat that food. Then 11 hours locked up in that damn train. 11 hours! Picture it. And now you want to hire an ojek? It's night, you don't go crazy, Vino!" Daniel shouted out. Well, of course everyone knows how upset he is.

"Ssttt. You're noisy. Mr. Aji will be here soon. Ah, usually not too long."

"Fuck!! You always trouble me anywhere. Don't you burden my life, Vino!!" Daniel's face was crimson, clutching Dalvino's collar, grumbling with screams. Not only did the officer notice, but everyone at the station noticed, confused by the twins' indistinct behavior.

"Woi! Don't make a fuss!" An officer with a baton broke. Deftly, Daniel took off his grip.

"What is this?!" The officer stared at Daniel in surprise. Crease eyebrows.

"Eh? No, Sir. Just kidding. There's no problem between us" Dalvino raised two fingers. "Oath, Sir".

The attendant looked at the two of them alternately, then finally nodded and left. Gee! Dalvino sighed softly. Just barely.

"Well, Daniel. Regulation first. It's not in our own town. Don't make a fuss, don't be rash by gripping my collar." Dalvino pointed at his collar. "Second rule-"

"When did you make the rules, huh?!" Daniel called out to interrupt.

"Ssttt. Second rule, we can't be flashy. We're here because of a state assignment. You got it, right?" Dalvino blinked one of the eyes.

Care for the devil with those rules, who cares about the flashy look or whatever it is. One of Daniel's habits was clutching his brother's collar. Anywhere, no matter the time or place.

The hose waited for a few minutes, sounding a horn from afar. It is only about 20 meters away. Spontaneous Daniel looked up, looking for the direction of the voice. The horn? So the motorcycle's not from the motorcycle, is it? Isn't this good news?

Wrongfully. Mr. Aji smilingly waved with his pick-up. Ready dropping. A pick-up? Damnit.

"Woi! It's night. Rushing up!" Mr. Aji called out to wave his hand.

"Ready, Sir!" Without the ba-bi-bu Dalvino ran around lifting a small suitcase, laughing rushing towards the pick-up. All right, of course Daniel grumbled, swearing at the two of them as unlucky bearers. But what can I do? It's late, "state duty" is waiting.

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