My Little Prince's

My Little Prince's
A Different World


"Happy birthday, mom's favorite son."


Polished red lips with lipstick, kissing the top of a boy's head lying on the bed.


"Sammuel, don't you want to blow the candles?" 


The boy blinked his eyes. He unfolded his blanket while continuing to blink his eyes. 


Sammuel jumped out of bed. Hugged his parents who were already in his room with a cake that had been given a lighted candle.


"Thank you." 


Sammuel blew out the fire - the little flame of the candle.


She kissed both of her mother's cheeks, hugging her father tightly. 


His small laughter made opium.


Masson took a small box out of his pants pocket. Give the thing to Samm as a gift. 


The boy received a small box of gifts from his father. He smiled at the mother who was only watching the father and the child. 


"What's up, Samm?" Rubby asked Samm gently as the boy massaged Rubby's arm.


Sammuel just smiled, his eyes glancing towards Rubby's back. 


"Um, fine. All right, this is for my grown-up son."


Sammuel laughed happily at his mother's gift. The boy hugged his parents together.


Today he is very happy, always happy when he is with his parents. His eyes closed tightly while continuing to smile. 


Wishing he could keep this up. But can this happen forever?


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The eyes of a young boy who had just woken up slowly. He saw a big cake on the table, not far from the bed where he was sitting. The boy smiled faintly, came down from the bed and touched the cake. Really made her happy after the heavy voice said happy birthday to her. 


The boy hugged his father. He came with Laurent, Agatha, Dave and Damian. In their hands was a box containing gifts for Samm. Everyone else was compactly congratulating Samm. 


"Thank you very much. " 


Agatha approached and gave Samm a cookie-cutter knife.


The boy immediately cut the cake, took the piece and gave it to his father. 


Masson tilted his head to the right, looking at his wryly smiling son.


"Samm what makes you unhappy?" Whisper Masson while rubbing the top of his son's head. 


The boy shook his head.


While giving the pieces of cake to the others, she smiled imagining her mother coming with them all.


This will happen until the next few years. Celebrating her birthday without her mother.


He'll get used to this. Might as well.


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"Mama!" 


Shouted a little boy standing in front of a gate. The boy ran out his arms, hugging his newly arrived mother to pick her up. 


Mothers stood there with happy faces and anxious hopes waiting for their children who did not come. 


On the other hand, there are some children who just quietly look at their friends. Girls who are waiting for something regardless of their friends who have all gone home. The person they were waiting for did not show up. The atmosphere of the school is starting to fade. 


The children immediately smiled happily when they saw a boy they had been waiting for since just getting out of class.


They approached the boy. Start talking to him with some stuff in their hands. 


"Have finished? Do you want to eat my lunch? I deliberately didn't eat it so you could taste it." 


The boy shook his head with his flat face. He walked straight out through the gate. 


Sammuel stared cynically at the box given by his classmate. He refused the gift and thanked her. 


The five seven-to-eight-year-olds put on disappointed faces when Sammuel did not press them. The newly moved boy took a deep breath, asking his new friends to stop following him.


Sammuel ran, then got into the car irritated.


He shook his head while grumbling the girls who always chased him every time he went home from school.


The boy was silent when the father only smiled when he had seen and waited in the car since.


"Hows it? Are you happy to be there?" 


Sammuel nodded at the words of his father who was focused on driving. 


Actually during the week he was in school there, he felt uncomfortable in the attitude of girls who pursue him. 


He was disturbed by that. 


The boy took a snack from his bag. He opened the package, took a piece of chocolate chips and then fed it to his father. 


"Thank you."  Masson smiling.


Sammuel just raised his eyebrows, ate his snack.


The car stopped at a red light intersection. 


The boy looked out, staring at a little girl sitting at the bus stop. The little girl holding the same snack as Sammuel was carrying sat smiling as she swung her legs. 


Sammuel just watched the little girl's movements. 


Until the traffic light had changed color and the car drove back, Sammuel still did not take his eyes off the little girl. He had just returned to sitting quietly when the girl was already out of sight from the rearview mirror of the car.


"Don't be rash on something, Samm."  Sammuel turned to his father who suddenly said so. The boy who did not understand was silent and refocused on his snacks. 


"Sammuel, still want to be in the car?"


"Eh?"


The boy immediately removed the seat belt he was wearing. Then get off the car. Masson walked around, giving Samm's bag left in the car.


"Go rest. You look so tired, come down at dinner."


Masson smiled looking at his son who was walking inside.


"Gosh, he's grown up."


Masson murmured while shaking slowly. The man went into the kitchen, took a glass of water for him.


"Oh, Laurent. "


The man who had just arrived immediately came to Masson's place. Greet the man sitting there.


Laurent deftly immediately took up Masson's agenda, opening the agenda to see Masson's activities that needed re-approval.


He tapped on the agenda with his index finger as he looked at Masson's next activities.


"Sir, there's a meeting with Mr. Froell that's being held tomorrow afternoon. If you would like to attend this event, I will approve the meeting of Mr. Froell.


"In what order?"


"This meeting was a dinner aimed at increasing solidarity among business people who work with Mr. Froell's company. "


"Alright, just agree to the meeting."


Laurent nodded.


Masson raises his hand, asking Laurent to go leave himself alone.


The man stared at the drinking water inside the glass. Looks calm.


In contrast to his mind that is still a bit chaotic after what happened to him and affect the foundation of his small family.


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