The Crown

Tidings

After all night thinking about everything, I can't always shy away from reality. Arzhan is married, and I'm just a little brother.

I have breakfast with my family. Fateeh responded with a thud, while Mama and Papa Indra were happy to see me eating breakfast together again.

"Non, the invitation has come." Rere.

"A pick-up? You pesen taxi online? Why?"

"I went home tonight with Ahtar."

"Taxi online?" Rere seemed to be thinking hard.

"Why, Re?"

"There's, yes, Non, an online taxi the car's just like a big master's."

"meaning?"

"Sorry, Sir. There's Mr. Ahtar in front, should I let you in or ...."

"Send him in." Papa answered quickly.

Ahtar's?

"That's the invitation, Non." Rere pointed at someone who had just arrived.

Ahtar. So, who picked me up was him?

"Ha ha ha. Re, can't you tell me which taxi driver or not? Guys as cool as he can be a cab driver." Fateeh laughs.

"Sorry, Sir. Morning is disturbing." Ahtar greeted Papa Indra.

"It's okay. Sit over. There are two more empty seats." Papa spoke in an inexplicable tone .... Maybe because Fateeh and I don't have a partner yet.

Ahtar sat next to me. Fateeh deliberately moved the seat so that Ahtar could sit next to me.

"You want breakfast?" my many. Ahtar looked doubtful.

Without waiting for an answer from her, I took breakfast to the food table that was beside the dining table. Yes, the dining table where we ate, and the table for storing food, were separate.

"I don't know if you like sweet or salty, I'll just get everything."

"It's too much, I can't spend it all."

"I'll help you spend it."

"You mean we're eating both?"

"You want to take Rere with you? I can, I can."

Ahtar shook his head.

I heard Fateeh thumping. He must be teasing me. Mom and Dad looked different. I don't know because of what.

I glanced at Arzhan, he didn't seem to care.

"It's delicious."

"Then spend it."

"But not with this one. My stomach is full."

"Fruit is healthy. Ignore the pancakes and eat the fruit. You're always using your brain to work, keeping healthy is important."

"Eat this." I stabbed the kiwi fruit with a fork and asked Ahtar to open his mouth.

"It's sour."

"Eating it while looking at me, must be sweet." I tried to joke.

"Awas vomit." Fateeh mutters.

Ahtar ate the kiwi with her eyes bristled next to her, she had trouble reopening it. His mouth and the look on his face eating kiwifruit look funny to me. I laughed quite hard.

"Pa, I'm leaving first. There's an appointment with the client." Arzhan.

I know he's upset to see me with Ahtar. Since then he had looked uncomfortable, even ignoring Alea's service.

After saying goodbye to everyone at home, Ahtar and I went to the office.

"This is what it's like to eat with family."

I looked at Ahtar.

"You never eat with your family? Weird."

"I don't have parents. Since I was a child I have lived in an orphanage. Lucky because I was given a smart brain to work in a big company."

"Sorry."

"Tida nothing."

"If you want, just come every morning to the house. My parents will be happy."

"No to Mr. Arzhan. Looks like he'd mind me being there."

"He's having problems like that. He's got a bad habit, if he doesn't like someone, he'll hate everyone."

"Is that so? But why do I feel like he objected when you served me? Is it just my feelings?"

"Maybe he doesn't like when there's a guy close to his little sister. I heard that a close relationship will bring jealousy when they have a partner."

"You're right. I was upset when I first saw them making out."

I was heartbroken when Arzhan kissed his wife that night.

"You must be very close."

"Very close."

How not, we even have twins.

"Ahtar, if Tania finds out we're together then she'll hate me even more."

"I'll move you somewhere else. Come into the food production section with me and the chef."

"What?"

"Outside people can't get into our workspace. You'll be safe. Just give me the idea you have, we'll consider it."

"Is it because I'm Papa's son."

"Initially yes, if you feel uncomfortable then prove it with a good performance."

I'm not sure it would be safer working with you, Ahtar. Nothing made me feel down.

"It's Iksia. He's Mr. Indra's youngest son. Please help her to teach Iksia."

"Hello, nice to meet you guys."

"Hello." They greeted me kindly. Maybe because I'm Papa's son. Their boss. It's really uncomfortable.

"This morning we will discuss a new product. We are planning to launch a new product. It's a potato Snack."

"Isn't there much on the market."

"True, and they both do. What matters is the taste and attractive packaging, as well as good advertising."

I'm nodding.

The rest of me just quietly watched because I didn't understand what they were discussing.

"Sorry, is the target market the same?"

"Yes. We'll sell it in supermarkets and mini markets."

I nodded back.

"Why don't we try promotion in schools? Let's give them a free sample."

"We just have to make an interesting advertisement. After all who wants to stand hot to distribute food? It will also cost more."

"But not everyone has a television."

"Those who go into self-service will not likely not have a television."

Also true.

I wanted to give you an idea, but I don't know what's in my head. Why suddenly forget.

How humiliating!

My phone's beeping. Call from baby twins.

What's the matter they called at this hour? Don't they know I'm working.

"Sir, I beg for permission to come out for a moment. There's an emergency call."

"Please."

I immediately went out and raised a voice call from them.

"What?"

I don't care about anything, including those I hit while running. I need to see Papa soon. He didn't pick up the phone from me.

"Where is Mr Indra?"

"A meeting in the meeting room above."

I ran back. The Sunday elevator that did not open, I chose to run to the stairs.

"Father!" I opened the meeting room door. Papa is in a meeting with the employees here.

"Papa, we're out now. Come with me now."

"What's wrong? Do you realize what you're doing now?" ask Papa whispers.

"Papa, I beg you." My eyes are getting wet.

Papa looked at me in wonder.

Pah, my son's in the hospital.

I had to write on my phone to read to Papa.

"What?" Papa stands.

I nodded my head slowly. Energy is almost exhausted because it holds back tears .

"Sam, continue this meeting. I have to go immediately."

Papa held my hand tightly. We'll be heading to the airport soon.