Prince Ryder Miles
Author: Anggin Kenari
last update2023-08-13 11:24:51

Raven got some stories about life and working at the Royal Family.Scantila told him in long letters twice in a month .She told him about Prince Ryder .

Raven was half jealous half satisfied with the opening, " l hope Anwell see the prince...he is a real one ! Maybe Anwell is nothing even he must be compared The Prince Ryder ' s shoes or hankie !!! Hahah"

Then he played his imagination to make Scantila ' s letter lively ...The prince was there ...

His eyes were fixed on a tree for a long time then he thought for a moment and decided to approach the swing and then sat there ... his eyes kept looking at the hills that seemed to support the sky.

There is a strange life there. he listened to the surrounding carefully but didn't hear anything, apart from the whispering wind sending cool air, a red fire-tailed bird perched on a branch.

Someone is talking to another one who is standing indifferently. "You ,don't go now, I saved something for you. what to say, Lord is more powerful ''

Three years ago he was still here.

He thought that arranging words and feelings is like planting seeds, buried them first in the ground before cute shoots appear. His eyes light up seeing that natural development. One day they will become tall cypress ,rubber tree and teak tree.

Time went by till he went there to bring the deaf loneliness who was erased by the heavenly song that he wanted to hear one more time there .

Bowing down by that song , this is the most thrilling journey in a time capsule, hopefully it doesn't fall into ruins.

This morning he was waiting for the arrival of daylight . Quickly run and turn into the night soon .then again silent in the morning then listen to the same disgusting squeak..

They who are looking for money and see what happens to everyone when my mouth puckers then I remind them of a moody windswept ...

Solitude in the coming century looking at life that is increasingly burning. People go looking for a plate of food turning their backs and facing the sun, running, weeping ,cheering ,chanting ,

chasing.

" Just look for smart life, poor creature! ladies and gentlemen in the swivel chairs talking like that in a neat mischievous way and they're lecturing those impoverished people with cunning face.

Speaking in the wind and dust everywhere those wealthy people grinned and stretched then fell asleep with their feet spread wide on the table, in complete socks and shoes..

He was ashamed when the guards found him fell asleep gripping his hand on the swing .. about time capsule...not dream , no ? Only half daydreaming in his drowsy feeling...

The guards prepare the horse for him to ride then ...

After an hour resting ,he was ready for hearing the meeting.

Finance ministers of each country all over the world must have thought hard and held grand meetings by inviting financial experts to think about and solve the issues related to monetary.

They have to solute the base question about what are the basic needs of a human being? Estimation per head and what about head of family who has to take care of the needs of each family members.

That will deal with the national and regional payroll systems. How many civil and private employees, what class, education level and how long have they served, pension ,veterans etcetera.

Complicated ,huh? Sure it is! But aren't they also the ones who set the market price? along with taxes in each sector so if the basic knowledge of arithmetic is qualified, all that's left is to figure all it out, done !

The ministers of money matters are the rulers, they make, decide,whereas for the citizens, don't ask questions, the people agree or not...! the rulers are like that, you know..

Back to basic needs for them and the citizens. .will be different for sure! Which is not only for modest food, clothes, school, the rest of the money for health..they include the cost of traveling abroad and saving in banks as much as possible...is corruption included or not? Haha

That's how it is... humans really don't hesitate to sacrifice other humans for their own satisfaction and that's why many people dream and compete to become rulers... so they can manage without being regulated, right?so because the expertise of the money experts only counts, that's it, they count humans or their people also nothing more than numbers.

People are placed as objects only. not bad ... it happened since the true story of the pharaoh began ... Oh my God, children were killed in front of their parents! Pharaoh was afraid someone would overthrow his kingdom one day so he prevented it by the systematic killing.

Systematic Murder...isn't it happening now?lt keep going, guys! Sending soldiers to war, blackmailing those vulnerable workers to work on the fields and mines with their own small wages..

He sat on the leather chair with jewels all over it ,listening calmly .

Those experts and the minister team sounded cheering the huge fragrant room . Trying to please the him as always...

" Wow. ...Super..."

" Thank you"

" Very very beautiful speech "

" Nice solution "

" Thanks a lot my dear sir..."

"You are absolutely correct"

" I see all that ..so, you are the best and great "

"Good work !Congratulations..."

He asked the staff to play the movie video again "Naga Bonar" ,the actor named Mizwar.He liked it as the hero figure honour the state flag sincerely as it bestowed by God to everyone who was born there .. freedom.

Naga always loves his state as it means freedom for a nation ..while his chums betray this state by having lux life in a dirty way. He carried out his life as a simple man unschool but honest and genuine ,by that ,he did heroic adventures.

" Life is a real war all the time for me what you feel ? ''

" One day l feel like staying in a quiet sable without hatred towards anything .. serenity is like a day in heaven among thousands days.

l want that day back,day without grudge to the blatant lust of the world which full of lust of selfish dwellers "

" It's nice living without envy

If one has it automatically means one don't trust for justice and nature well managed arrangement of this kind of life we have "

" This moment l train myself not to say bad words to a group l don't see any good in them ,better busied myself with my own matters "

''l learn whatever to clean my heart and my garden.."

Time to take a nap ....the staff turned off the video even the play hadn't finished yet .

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