The Crown
Longs and Distances

I gave the code by shaking my head at Papa to keep him quiet.

Ahtar looked at Papa with a look of the wrong face. Papa nodded at Ahtar.

"What's wrong?" ask Ahtar.

"This, Sir. This new employee has already done a lot of work on her first day."

Papa manatapku's. I shrugged both shoulders.

"Why with Iksia?"

"He has dared to argue and reject the work that the team gave. Instead of taking a job, he's making scattering papers."

Uhuk!

I choked.

"Sorry, may I speak?"

"Please." Papa answered quickly. It seems like he wants to hear an explanation from me immediately, or not accept his son is needed like this by his own employees.

I told him the details of the incident until no one was missed.

"Her fiancee Mr. Ahtar said that-" The woman nudged my arm.

What's wrong with this woman?

Papa just kept quiet listening to my words. Then he rubbed his head. With Ahtar. She looks really bad on Papa.

"Tania, even if she's a new employee, help you work with a professional. Set a good example for a beginner like him. Do your job without burdening others."

"Ta-"

"Please come out, I'm in a meeting with Mr. Indra."

The woman named Tania was seen holding back anger. Before leaving she glanced at me cynically.

Rasayn!

"You're in them?' ask Papa.

"Yes, it's not!"

We kept quiet for a while.

"Sorry, yes, saos. Even though he is fiancee or wife, I do not hesitate to fight against those who oppress me. Excuse me."

I did hide my identity even though I was sure, many knew who I was because of the incident at that time, when I first entered this office.

"Papa's been asking them to shut up" that's one of the work agreements between me and Papa.

Since then, Tania has never bothered me. It's just that he seemed to hate me so much when he met. He never said hello or smiled at all.

No problem, such a small thing is not a barrier for me.

I'm retelling my first experience working in Papa's office. Mama and Fateeh laughed out loud. While Papa looks depressed.

"You can laugh because you're not at the scene. While papa was there, despite not witnessing the incident, but papa was very angry at Tania."

"Papa don't worry, I'm a strong boy won't be outdone by such a small pebble."

"Don't fight Tania who is both female, I always lose."

"You lost on purpose, Fateeh. Black belt taekwondo time lost to Iksia," said Mama.

Fateeh grinning horse.

"Excuse me sir." Fateeh's waiter came up to our dining table.

"Why, Mas?" ask Fateeh.

"Mr Arzhan and his wife are coming."

The deg!

"Oh, thank goodness. Let them in so we can have dinner together."

Arzhan's? He's a-comin. What am I supposed to do?

"Lu hasn't met Brother yet, has he?" tanya Fateeh broke my daydream. I shook my head.

"We saw how he reacted when he saw that old beloved sister who had not met, was here now."

My heart is like jumping on a trampoline. Cold sweat soaked my palms.

From far away, Arzhan and I have met eyes. He looked so surprised when we met. However, he again walked calmly and leisurely.

Is that his wife?

A woman carrying a suitcase walks in front of Arzhan. Very beautiful even with a shirt material without a motive.

"Good night, Ma." Arzhan.

"Why didn't you come and say it? Let's eat together."

"Eh, that's Iksia isn't it?"

"Geez, that's so pretty." Alea came over and took me to cipika cipiki.

"Finally we met, yeah. Arzhan was so sad when we got married you didn't come. He said you were in business education out of town."

What else is this?

"Yes, Brother Alea."

"Come, sit. We had dinner together" said my mother.

"Why bring a suitcase, brother?" ask Fateeh.

"Oh, here. We plan to stay here for a few days. I'm still home alone. It's okay, isn't it, Ma?"

"It's okay, dong. Mama Seneng has her friends. We can do a lot of things here."

That means I'll meet them often.

"Iksia, have you met anyone who made your room remodel yet? If not, let Sam find him."

"Let's go, Pah. I want to enjoy all the memories in it. The waves later if you can move on."

"She hasn't made that room in a long time, she must have missed Pah." Fateeh.

"Yes, it's up to you."

"I'll go to the room first." Arzhan left us.

"He must be angry" said Fateeh.

"Why? On whom?" ask Alea.

"On his beloved sister. Iksia left without saying goodbye, and went home without telling."

"Ooh."

"Son, you follow your sister, gih. Apologize to him."

"Later on, Pah."

"Well, go and apologize to your sister."

"But, Ma."

"Gue is a sprain with you, Dek. But I'm not as angry as him. Just aja, in all the days of her importance, Lu was not present."

He's not mad because I'm not here, Fateeh.

"Yes, excuse me for a moment. Brother Alea I go upstairs first, yeah. Permission to see Arzhan."

"Hm. Ease her anger, otherwise I'll get rubbed."

I nodded slowly.

There was fear as I climbed the stairs to Arzhan's room. It's not that she's angry, I'm afraid I can't control her feelings.

Arzhan was sitting on the sofa in front of the television, he didn't go into the room because he probably knew I was going to get to him.

He just lowered his head as I sat down next to him. Not looking at me at all let alone talking. We were silent for a long time.

Cigarette smell. Since when does Arzhan smoke?

"Sorry, Brother."

"Are you okay?"

"Hm. I'm good."

I think he asked just a pleasantries. However ....

"Yes, at least one of us should be fine."

It turned out that Arzhan's question was not just a casual pleasantries.

"Sister, I-I"

"Thank you for making me like this."

He was back to smoke from his cigarette. I want to ask, even want to be angry at him about this, but what right do I have now?

He looked, and we looked at each other. Her eyes are red and watery. For the first time I saw him cry.

Arzhan .... Son, it's daddy. She changed because of Mom. Don't blame him, yeah, kid.

Only the ticking of the wall clock accompanied us at this moment. Every now and then I hear Arzhan breathing rough.

Everything has changed. It's changed. We've been this close, it'll stay that distance the further it feels. My hands can reach but not my heart. There was such a strong barrier wall between us.

"Sister, I'm back down, yeah."

Arzhan just shut up. I went to leave, but his hand took mine.

He shook as he held my hand. There are doubts and longings that melt into one.

Hold, Iksia. No cry. Don't run in his arms either. Remember that! he belongs to someone else.