DEAR ARDHAN
HOMECOMING

"DORAN!"

The girl was aghast waking up, cold sweat drenching her body. He gasped, not believing what had just been present in his dream.

Why is the memory so clear? Like an old tape that plays old scenes.

"Miss. Liem, are you okay?"

Diana, who was standing up from the conference room when she heard the news that Esther had fainted after receiving a message, hurriedly sat down next to her boss who was now awake. She's been so freaked out for the last three hours, it's a good thing that Esther's personal doctor told me she's just exhausted.

"I why?"

He held his forehead, it hurt. Like a rock.

"So Miss. Liem fell unconscious, thankfully Grigorie is with you."

Esther frowned, remembering what had happened. At that time he intended to go to the workspace when Grigorie told him there was a message on his personal number.

Order up!

"Greg, where's my phone?"

He hurriedly asked, though puzzled Grigorie turned the transparent thin screen into the hands of her Boss. The ICE-pad series is the latest in mobile phone and fashion technology made by their company. The shape is very thin and transparent, very similar to a mirror. Its internal memory capacity no longer uses the Giga count, but rather the Terabyte. With a variety of advanced features connected to all digital platforms and public facilities in each country concerned.

Ester opens the message folder. Back to reading word by word carefully, his breathing has begun to be regular and can be invited to think clearly.

"Can I prepare a flight? Openreturn?"

The whole room was spontaneously shocked. Where their boss will go when lab projects and company activities are so mountainous should be taken care of.

"A ... Where are you going Miss?"

"Jakarta, I have to go home."

***

Newyork is still ticking even though it's past midnight. From within the ICE-Car flew Esther looked at the sparkling city that never died, like a million firefly arrays.

To the west of Manhattan a giant needle-like tower piercing the night sky is seen shining brightly. Blue and Purple.

It was ICE-Towers. Technology developer center built by ICE company. The giant company of Esther Liem. The construction has been 80 percent, the Building Automatical Program that is implemented accelerates the construction time. There are five thousand human workers in charge of operating the robot prototype.

"I was surprised, how can you make a development program like that?" Grigorie who drove him to the airport knew exactly what her boss saw back there.

"You know Sangkuriang's story from Indonesia?" Esther asked back.

"Ah yeah, that one month ago you made story telling material on a tour around Manhattan kids right?"

Ester nodded.

"I was inspired by that story. Someone told me about it 22 years ago. He thought it might be amazing if Sangkuriang's ability was applied to the real world. Just imagine how uproarious the world would be if anyone could build 999 buildings for one night just by himself?"

"That's crazy! It's impossible to taste."

Grigorie laughed, there was just the imagination of her superior.

"You know Greg? It's impossible never to be in the dictionary of my life."

"You're right, the proof of our tower construction only took 7 months to inaugurate."

"But it can't be 1000 nights."

"Basic crazy!"

They laughed, trying to take their minds off the message. Esther's Netra Hazel looked back at the sparkling city below, completely like a Firefly.

"Are you sure there's no need to get between Liem?"

After dropping off the suitcase from the trunk Grigorie again asked. The girl in front of him seemed to fix the position of the scarf that was wrapped around the neck, looking cold.

"No, I have to go home alone to Indonesia. ICE-Guard's still watching me anyway, right?"

Grigorie nodded. Ever since they had a sudden attack from an anarchist group on a business trip to Syria, they decided to hire a shadow Guard who would watch over Esther Liem twenty-four hours wherever it was, make sure he's always okay without striking attention.

"Then you don't have to worry. I only came home for a few days to see someone. The next Friday seems to be back. Titip ICE huh?" he patted his comrade's shoulder with a smile.

"Crazy! A place as much and as wide as ICE you entrust to me? Not want!"

"Whose other than you?"

Even if he snatched he nodded as well. Hugging her friend for a while before boarding the prepared Jet, a flight attendant invited Esther to enter kindly.

"See you Greg!"

"See you!"

***

As soon as the seat belt is off Esther stretches. It feels sore after a day of meeting work schedules and conferences he must immediately fly like this.

After asking for a cup of Vanilla Late low sugar on the flight attendant he went to his suite.

This jet is designed to be 3 times larger than most other ultra-long-ranger jets. It has six cabin zones 

set into a multi-cabin lounge, dining table, and even a master suite complete with queen-size bed and walk-in shower. There are 19 seats on this plane. With a length of 37 m.

Ester accidentally asked famous French aircraft cabin designer Johan Boutiere to juggle it to be as comfortable as the apartment. With a touch of wood brown, cream and dark silver and gold. The floor is decorated with chrysanthemum and Aster flower ornaments. Features of Jet owners.

"Excuse me Miss. Liem, this is the coffee."

The flight attendant came out of the bar while carrying a napan. There was a cup still steaming on it.

"Put it there, I'll have a drink."

"Good Miss."

The blonde flight attendant's arm trembled slightly as she kept the cup where it was available. At first glance, the female lyrics next to her are not at all diverted from the thin transparent screen pad that is being budgeted. Sometimes they seem to shift something.

If you look at it with the naked eye, it doesn't look anything there. But for him who has served various kinds of people, of course, it is not strange. Most wealthy families or Jetsets are always fond of collecting strange items.

Especially now one cabin with him is Ester Liem, one of the largest business people and technology developers in the United States. The thing he was holding was that famous ICE-Tab. To be able to use it the owner must wear special glasses so that the contents of the Tab can only be seen by the owner who has confirmed the data themselves using a retina scanner system.

It used to be that such a sophisticated object was only used by spies in movies. Today, officials and businesses are using it for security and privacy reasons.

He had intended to buy one, but it was a pity to spend thousands of dollars just for objects that are less needed by ordinary workers like himself. Yeah, unless he's intending to have an affair or something. He smiled to himself thinking about that ridiculous possibility.

"What's wrong?"

The woman turned her eyes to the flight attendant.

"Ah .. sorry, no." He shook his head, hurriedly bowing respectfully.

"I smiled at the thing Miss was holding. That's the latest tab that's the subject of conversation, right?"

Esther took off her glasses. Smile, "do you like it too?"

"Eh euh, of course. But ... I don't intend to buy his Tab."

"Why?"

"I feel like my job doesn't really need extra privacy like the services on the Tab. A normal phone is enough."

Ester smile.

"It looks like you're a girl who's more concerned with function than style. I like that."

The flight attendant was shocked to hear the woman in front of him.

"dm ... Miss, may I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Why do you make a communication device that is transparent but cannot be read with the naked eye?"

Hearing that question Esther raised an eyebrow.

"If I told you on a whim, what would you believe?"

"Eh?"

Esther laughed at the shocked face gawking at the woman. It seemed like he was confused by his unexpected answer.

"I'm kidding!"

The woman seemed to be misbehaving once how her expression was so Esther could laugh like that.

"Isn't man like that? It looked transparent yet there were many secrets hidden within him. Someone in the past who gave me inspiration about that."

The flight attendant nodded in understanding. He was happy to have a brief conversation with a woman who one business magazine said was the hardest man to meet.

After nodding goodbye he returned to the front cabin, gathered with the rest of the cabin crew waiting for him to tell him about what was discussed with Ester Liem.

He did not know that Esther was silent, leaning on the sofa with a bright look.

'Why are you like that Ardhan? Know it? Until now I have never understood anything about you. Not one bit.'

***