My Little Prince's
If There's a Time Machine...

This afternoon, I was walking on the edge of the pool glumly. I was in my mind about my sister's news.  Is he okay if I stay this long without me telling you. 

For some reason like that, they seemed to cover something from me.

I wanted to go out to see my sister, but I wasn't given permission to go out this week.  

"Mrs, what are you doing there?" 

Agatha, the only friend I had been close to as long as I started working there. 

I shook my head, saying that I was just taking a walk enjoying the air this afternoon. 

He walked towards me, then sat on the edge of the pool while splashing the pool water. 

I sat with him. 

"How long have you been working with the master?" I asked, breaking the silence. 

"Nearly ten years." Agatha. He looks sad. 

"Is there a problem?" 

"Nothing, just feeling tired."

I lowered my head, staring at the clear pool water.

"Can we go out and take a walk?" 

Agatha shook her head."I don't know, maybe I could."

I smiled, inviting Agatha to go see Jaden Arshon. 

Now we stand in front of Jaden Arshon's room. 

I knocked on the door of his room, the door opened. Not Jaden Arshon, but a woman.

"Who are you?" I asked in doubt.

"Who do you think you are? Why here?" 

Agatha pulled me back after she threw a smile at the woman. 

Maybe I got the wrong room ?

"What if it's after dinner?" 

I'm nodding.

We went back to our rooms. 

When compared to before, the work here was lighter. I wasn't always with Mr. Nizcholn. Only when I am called and at certain times. 

My job is not to feed Mr. Nizcholn anymore. Or clean his room. 

But, really just accompany Mr. Nizcholn. Read him a book, take him for a walk. 

Even just a chat that was never responded to by Mr. Nizcholn. In other words, I asked him to talk, I always try to keep him quiet.

I sat on the edge of the window. 

Reduced my duties, it makes me feel bored. 

I breathe out slowly.

Down there, a group of men were talking. I don't know any of those people. All I know is one man, he's Mr. Nizcholn's doctor. 

They seem serious about something that seems important. I didn't want to interfere in their affairs, so I just sat down while reading the book I just picked up yesterday in the reading room. 

In the current reading room, the books are much more complete. And some caught my attention to read.

As long as I was reading while sitting on the edge of the window, it seemed to bother me even more. They're not done. I closed the window, moved on the bed to continue reading.

While I was reading, I glanced at the wall clock. It's dinner time. 

I put the book on the nightstand and went to the dining room. 

They're all already there. I helped the others prepare our dinner. 

Dinner this time was a little different. Not much to say, even today's dinner was a bit quiet. 

I don't know what the hell is going on. 

But in the middle of us eating, Jaden Arshon suddenly came. 

All of them immediately moved and bowed in salute to Jaden Arshon. 

Then, one by one they walked out of the dining room.

"Miss Rubby."

I stopped my footsteps. Stop in front of Jaden Arshon. 

"Eh, huh?" 

"Can you come with me?" 

I nodded, we then went towards a room on the second floor.

That area I've never been to. The house is too spacious and some are indeed closed, should not be visited by just anyone.

Jaden Arshon breathed.

What else this time? Did I make a mistake I didn't realize?

Actually I'm pretty scared. Because there's only me and Jaden Arshon.  

While outside the room there are some men who guard the room.

Jaden Arshon gave me a paper. 

I just smiled stiffly. What the fuck?

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Today, I feel sick. 

I was just daydreaming, accompanying Mr. Nizcholn to bask in the sun.

I used to talk to him, this time we kept quiet. 

Maybe, my job looks easy with fantastic pay. But this is all a lie. 

Not the nominal payment. But I feel lied to. 

A few days ago, I was given a new contract by Jaden Arshon. Again. The contract added a pretty heavy requirement for me. 

They asked me to focus on Mr. Nizcholn's recovery. To prevent me from leaving unless Mr. Nizcholn leaves.  

But I still signed the contract. I can't afford to pay back all the expenses they've incurred for my sister.

But I also don't want to be too pressured or forced.

Because basically, I don't like some of the rules in the contract. 

"Maybe you don't want to talk to me. But, this time I want to force you to talk." 

I get out of my seat. Kneel in front of Mr. Nizcholn. 

My eyes looked into his eyes, then I looked down.

"I don't know why you're just quiet. But, I also don't want to if you just keep quiet. Listen to your work complaints, let me pour out my heart."

"I want to get out of this place. I want to call my sister. I want to go see him." 

I pulled his hand, I knew a worker like me would be impolite to do it all of a sudden. I hold it tightly. 

He looked down at the fingers of Mr. Nizcholn. He's still quiet. I don't want to give up, I don't want to wait for him anymore.

I want him to live up to my expectations for this.

"Can you change the contract? You can, I know that." 

"Sorry sir. Before we didn't know each other, even now we don't know too closely."

"I don't want to bother you, I just want to work. But why are you making it difficult for me?"

I looked down until my forehead came into contact with her fingers.

A hand gently rubbed the top of my head.

I think it's just my shadow. 

I didn't heed that soft hand rubbing the top of my head, it might just be my shadow.

I don't understand if it's really my shadow or if it's really someone's hand rubbing me gently, but it's getting a soft wipe of my hair.

With teary eyes, I looked up. 

A warm smile was directed at me.

A smile that made me feel even deeper. 

I let go of Mr. Nizcholn's hand that I've held since.

"Sorry." 

"I didn't mean to trouble you."

She's she?

Oh myGod.

He spoke.

He said sorry to me with a smile.

I nodded, did he really talk?

Or just my illusion?

I still look at him in disbelief.

But he still smiles at me.

"Rubby."

His voice sounded soft.

I quickly flung. 

This is impossible.

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