The Accidental Met The Prince
About Someone

Jakarta, Indonesia

Time shows at 10 p.m. Women wear the hijab straight away and the purple hoodie is still busy with the Kakung pile that has not taken its roots.

It is the habit of Gemilang in the morning to help his mother even though she only does small work.

His mother, Norma, is a great woman in the life of Gemilang, the woman in her 40s raised him alone with her sister Sunny.

He never knew his father. When he asked his mother, where was his father? His mother simply answered that his father had left and asked him not to discuss his father's problems. His mother was very happy to take care of Gemilang and his sister. Because he did not want to make his mother sad, Gemilang never asked that to the mother.

Before starting activities around the streets of the capital to find a place to eat Viral for review, Gemilang always took the time to help the mother in the stall even though there were 3 employees there.

From this shop they can survive, from this simple warteg also Gemilang can go to school to get a graduate glass.

Even from her mother's little warteg, she started her current profession as a food influencer with the theme of streetfood content. Her hobby who likes street food near the mother's stall, made it happen to record and make it a content land. Since then he started making roadside food content on the sidelines of his college time.

"Already, Gem! You take a shower there! Virgin child is not good to take a shower during the day," said Ms. Norma approached Gemilang.

"Yes, Mom," Gemilang reply was still fun to take Kakung's roots in his hands.

Ms. Norma has understood the attitude of her son, she just let Gemilang do his wish.

After Gemilang tidied up the root trash Kakung, he immediately went up to the top to wander his body with water. Gemilang residence house is indeed one with warteg. A modest shophouse east of the Capital which he had lived in since childhood.

Before entering the bathroom, Gemilang took the time to reach the phone that was charging. His eyes immediately rounded to see Instagram notifications from the Indonesian food blogger community who sent messages.

Yes, usually DMs who enter the Netizens who provide references where to eat Viral.

Morning Gemilang, Jajan Gemilang Channel Owner. We from the FOBOI forum, want to convey the message that you are chosen to be a content creator who will view streetfood in Qatar.

Suddenly the mouth of Gemilang gaping. Really this!

"Sunny!" Scintillating ran towards the room he used to sleep with his sister.

"What the hell Brother! It's still morning like a can of rhombeng!" brightly rubbed his eyes trying to get up from a sleeping position.

Scintillating only a head bobble, he had expected his sister to fall back asleep after dawn prayers.

"No going to Qatar!" say Sparkling spirit.

Bright throws mocking laughter. "I'm the one who just woke up, why is Big Brother dreaming! Then I'm going to Korea to meet Bang Ginger!"

"Look! Looky!" Scintillating with the spirit of showing his phone.

"No look, sister!" Bright snatch the phone from the hands of Gemilang. Is it true that his brother said up to a scene so early.

"Well! Seriously!" bright Eyes immediately rounded. He grabbed the tiny body His sister embraced him firmly.

"Trust me now!"

"Thank you, brother!" bright Hugs are getting tighter in the tiny body of Gemilang. "But wait!" Sunny let go of her embrace.

"Aren't there a lot of food bloggers who are much nicer than Big Brother! Their views and subscribers are also millions. Magdalena, Nex Carlos, Farida Nurhan, Ria and many more!"

"You mean!"

"Indeed Riview Sister as good as that huh?"

Gemilang directly menonyor head of his sister. "This is called humiliation! The proof is that my channel is growing! Maybe they have their own Criteria and it's in your pretty sister!" Bela Gemilang's.

"It's not like, brother, I'm afraid it's just a scam!"

Scintillating trying to catch his sister's speech. There's a point too! Flashing towards the laptop that is at the end of the room. He immediately checked KBOI's social media accounts. Whoa! It might be a scam! They are official accounts that have millions of followers. KBOI was pioneered by 2 YouTubers and one travel agent. They also have a mission to introduce Indonesian food to all countries and vice versa.

Check back incoming emails. It turns out that KBOI also sent the same email. Gemilang opens a message that contains riview why he can be selected.

To : Gemilang@gmail.com

Subject:((Food blogger selected for Qatar streetfood riview))

Hello Scintillating,

We have seen the results of your food riview with unique style and mixed dialect that attracts viewers. And also .........................

FOBOI has agreed to choose you to travel for free to Doha, Qatar with all accommodations for one week. We wait for the contract reply to the agreement attached. After that we process the data to take care of the trip.

Kboi Chair

No longer in doubt. "Qatar! I.m coming!"

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Los Angeles, California. USA.

"Okay Dad, I'll think about it carefully." The masculine man threw his cell phone into the bed.

The handsome man with the typical face of the middle eastern noble walked towards the balcony in search of fresh air.

His towering body can now enjoy the summer breeze in this sparkling city.

The man with the thin sideburns that began to pound his jaws stood in the Balcony of the best room in the most luxurious hotel Beverly Hills area named Khalid Usman Al Khair. The man looked at the city where he had lived for almost 2 seasons in the past nine months.

There was no reason for him to remain in this place. The father sincerely hopes he wants to return to Qatar soon. He should soon forget his bad memories in that city. The time he hoped would be his happy day to be the worst day of his life.

He must rise. It is true what the father said. He has to go back to Qatar. His family and business need him. It's more important than anything. He must prove to his former fiancee that he can live a much better life.

Perhaps the news that had been a hot target of paparazzi and horrendous Qatari public began to disappear. It was enough for him to isolate and calm himself in this city.

"Excuse me, sir." The man in the black tuxedo stood behind Khalid.

"Can I tell you when we're going back to Doha?" Fahd's loyal personal assistant accompanied Khalid. Since Khalid began to be entrusted to join the giant Al Khair family Company, Fahd was a confidant of the Khair family to help all Khalid's needs.

"The day after!" khalid replied straightforwardly after solidifying his choice.

"I'm glad to hear your decision Sir. I'll immediately prepare the plane for your trip back to Doha."

"No Fahd! I don't want to use a private jet. I'm just going back to Qatar on a commercial flight!"

"Sorry Sir! I can't let you use public flights!"

"But I don't want to invite someone's curiosity!"

Fahd understood the meaning of his master. He was the one who understood his master's situation the most during his stay in Los Angeles after the incident shocked many people.

"Well Sir if that's your wish. But four bodyguards should be with you!" fahd again. For a Fahd the safety and comfort of his master is paramount.

Khalid shook his head. "All right!"

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To Be continued.......