The Crown

Liver wound

This morning I chose breakfast in the room, it was really uncomfortable having to eat one table with Arzhan.

It was actually uncomfortable to see his interaction with his wife. My heart's sore.

Get down when going to work, go home deliberately a little late to avoid dinner with family.

Tonight I went home a little late. There is only me, Mary, and Faith still in the office.

I chose to help Maria do her job. He said he wanted to go home because there was a baby waiting for him, but he had to finish the job today as well.

"Sorry, yes, you're coming overtime."

"Nothing, I'm learning too. Males actually if the job is just to stamp, clean up the papers, and also do the job of the future wife Boss!"

Maria laughs. "He's not Mr. Ahtar's fiancee. They're in a relationship but I think only the women are excited."

"really? Ck! I think it's weird that they're in a relationship. Doesn't fit that."

"You don't have that kind of judgment. We're all the same."

Maria and I laughed.

I glanced at the watch on my wrist, it was already 21:30.

"If you want to go home first, go home."

I shook my head quickly.

I haven't told you about the baby twins. Are they okay?

"Work Mba's husband too?"

Maria looked.

"I'm sorry, if it's too personal, it doesn't need to be answered, really."

"work. My son's taken care of a nanny at home. Maybe my husband is home now."

"Oh, happy, yes, taking care of the child with the husband. Do you always go on holiday on the weekends?"

"of course. That's our Quality time after five working days."

Like baby twins, they have to go through everything the other kids have.

"Do you have children?"

"Me?"

Maria looked at me with a smile.

"Marya."

We look back.

"Sir."

"You have a baby why are you still working? Go home. Give it to the new employee. Let him learn."

"No need, sir. I'll do all this. In a minute."

"Mba, Mr. Ahtar is right. Let me just. Give me a chance to do something other than take care of the paper."

"You sure?"

"Hm."

"All right, thank you."

Maria is gone. She looks happy because she will be coming home soon and meeting the baby.

I've been doing Maria's work for half an hour, my eyes tired from staring at the screen.

"This cake." Ahtar gave a handkerchief made of towels.

"What's this?"

"compress your eyes with this so as not to get tired."

I'm picking it. Feels cold.

"Lumayan. My eyes are fresh."

I gave the little handkerchief to Ahtar.

"Is something difficult?"

"Lumayan."

"Let me see."

I could barely breathe as Ahtar looked at his computer screen from the back of the chair I was sitting in. If I look a little at her, then my lips will stick to Ahtar's cheeks.

"It should be here. Then this one just moves it here." Ahtar pointed at the computer mouse I was holding.

This guy's hands are so soft.

Let alone focusing on noticing, I am busy with my own thoughts and feelings at the moment.

"Well, this is good enough."

"Thank you, sir."

"Hmm?"

"I'm confused what to say."

"Nobody's here. Don't be so formal."

"All right, Ahtar."

"It's late, let's go home."

After tidying up the bag and turning off the computer, I followed Ahtar up the elevator to the baseman.

"Don't drive malem-malem, danger. I'll take you home."

"It's okay, really. I can do it myself."

"You can drive and just get a sim, right? How about on the way to meet with begal or criminals? You can karate or something?"

I shook my head.

"Oh, let's turn out."

Ahtar thrust her phone at me. I took his phone to tell Papa.

"Yes, hello, Ahtar. What's the phone call tonight. Are you in the office? Please check, is Iksia there? I called him a lot of times but his phone wasn't active."

"Well, it's rude to call people to ask so many questions."

"Issia?"

"Yes, Pah. I was overtime. Now go home in-"

"Don't go home alone. Where try, give the phone to Ahtar."

"Father, uh! I'm not done talking either. I went home to Ahtar. Papa just calm down. Don't wait, I'm home late because I want to eat first."

Without waiting for an answer from him, I cut off the chat, and gave the phone to the owner.

"Who wants you to eat?"

"I can take a taxi home."

My steps stopped as Ahtar pulled my hand. Maybe his goal was just to stop a step, but he pulled too strong that my body crashed into his.

For a moment we kept staring at each other.

"Sorry." Ahtar seger let go of her hand and moved away from me.

In the car, our mood was getting awkward. I was like stealing who was secretly watching the movements of the owner.

We stopped at a tent stall selling fried chicken.

"Are you okay eating here?"

"Why is that?"

"Yaaa, fear that Mr. Indra's son is not used to eating at roadside stalls."

"What matters is not the middle of the road."

Ahtar looked over, then at a quick laugh.

"Thank you for the ride."

Ahtar nodded. I waved my hand as he left.

"Why am I waving my hand?" I immediately lowered my hand.

"Geez!" I was so surprised when I turned my body. Arzhan is standing behind me.

"This brother, surprised to know!"

Arzhan didn't answer my question. He just stared hardened with his jaw.

Are you jealous, Arzhan? That's how I felt when I saw you with Alea. Every day, Arzhan.

"I'm going in first."

Arzhan pulled my hand as it passed by her. I tried to let go but the grip of his hand got stronger.

"Leave, Brother!"

Arzhan did not respond.

"If anyone sees, how?"

"You used to be friendly in front of everyone by hiding behind a relationship."

"That was. Now the situation is different, brother."

"Why?" Arzhan pulled my hand until my body stuck to his. He grabbed my upper arm with both hands.

He stared deeply with anger.

"Why? What's different? You're still my sister, aren't you?"

"What attitude should a sister have like this? People will judge others, Brother."

"Everything else. We are not sisters, we are lovers. We even slept many times. Why?"

"Stop!" I emphasize my voice.

"Forget it all, brother. Brother already has Alea now. Remember, my sister is married. There's no room for our relationship."

"I'll make that space exist."

"Don't be stupid, brother!"

"I am a fool. I'm so stupid for loving you so deeply."

"Sister, I ...." I saw someone walking inside the house, he walked towards the exit.

Krepp

I hugged Arzhan tightly.

"Sister, yes, I beg you. Anyway tomorrow brother has to anterin me, period!"

Arzhan was about to let go of his embrace.

"There's Alea in the back."

"Why are you hugging here, anyway? Not in?"

"Sister, yes, Brother." I whine spoiled in Arzhan's arms.

"What's up, anyway?" ask Alea.

"Sir Alea, Brother Arzhan won't take me to watch tomorrow. He said he wanted to take a diner brother. Uppp!" I closed my mouth pretending to be surprised by the shock.

Alea looked happy when she heard my words. He's approaching Arzhan. I immediately left them both.

I heard them talking, not wanting to get hurt too deeply, I sped up the footsteps to get away from them immediately.

Curious what they were doing, my reflexes turned the body upside down. Arzhan's eyes met mine, we stared at each other long enough. However, what happened next made it difficult for me to hold back the tears from falling.

Realizing that I was still there watching the two of them, Arzhan seemed to be getting more vicious kissing his wife.

Were you on purpose, Arzhan?