The Four Emirs

The Four Emirs
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"Will you test tomorrow if Abi's teacher?" raana asked as they walked to the class to be taught.


"Just memorize the noun of everything I've told you like that. Let's memorize things in English."


"Are there plans to tell another story?" raana asked curiously because the story Direndra gave was different from what he heard as a child.


"With a little test, I'll tell you about the shotot and the garlic."


Raana looked at Direndra with a confused look. "Do you want to tell me about cooking?"


Direndra. "Tomorrow you'll know."


Raana looked curious. "You owe me a story, Abi's teacher."


"Please come to my class tomorrow."


Raana nodded and smiled sweetly. The two split up and headed for their classes.


***


Direndra and Iqbal studied the latest map of the Al Azzam region that Fahd had just given. The two looked seriously at their sizeable territory and attempted to move the Al Shiba hamlet with a better demographic than their hamlet.


"It looks like being moved to the area here could be Uncle. The area is almost the same but this is even good there is an oasis and a small river" said Direndra.


"Tomorrow on Sunday, I'll try to slow down." Iqbal looked at his prince.


"I'm going to ask Oom Reyhan to build houses with the same layout as this hamlet so they don't feel like they're moving drastically."


"Fahd has taken satellite photos of this hamlet and started making its blue print. I know what you think prince" Iqbal smiled.


"Thanks uncle. No loss I brought uncle here" kekeh Direndra.


"Because I know you and your majesty don't want them to feel like they're losing their hamlet. Moreover, the land that the prince took, the location is also good."


"We're going to do a slow persuasion uncle. How long does it take to fit the layout?"


"Approximate about six months maximum prince."


Direndra stroked his chin. Enough for the ground breaking process because it corresponds to a maximum of one year.


"Why didn't Al Shiba's hamlet take that land uncle?" ask Direndra.


"Because it used to be in that area is where the two noble foster brothers princess Thara did the act of immortality. Formerly the area was built several houses bor*Dil by two lucknut people but both have been finished by Mr. Aidan Blair, your father and Mr. Arjuna McCloud."


"But now the area has been cleared, right uncle?" ask Direndra.


"Thanks to your uncle, master Levi Reeves and my master's daughter Sabine Al Jordan who destroyed all the buildings there to the ground."


Darendra grimaced to hear his Aunt Sabine was indeed a bar-bar. The mother of Ayrton was a different kind of cleavers from her husband Karl Schumacher. Direndra was grateful that Ayrton looked like a calm Karl, unlike his mother.


"After so many years means that the land is indeed empty, Uncle?"


"The noble one did want the land to be empty for so long that all the magisaat disappear first, prince."


"But this has been 25 years the land is empty and the noble eye has indeed built a mosque there for the travelers who come to worship." Darendra saw a small mosque built there.


"real prince. It's time these people moved to a better place."


***


Ayrton twitched his forehead when Oomnya Reyhan asked him to return to Dubai to help Direndra move many residents of Al Shiba hamlet to lands already chosen by the Al Azzam family.


"I have to go home Oom?" ask Ayrton.


"It is you who must go home because Direndra and Iqbal are there to mingle with the inhabitants. Al Azzam is currently building houses of Al Shiba residents that are similar to the old hamlet but better in quality. You carry the Al Jordan flag and try to persuade them to move." Reyhan explained clearly.


Ayrton rubbed his face violently. "Yes Oom, tomorrow I'm going home but I have to meet someone first."


"What's Mariana?" goda Reyhan while laughing.


"Not Oom."


"Who's Ay?"


"Zinnia."


"Yeahhhh? Who else is Ay?"


Reyhan just gawked across. Instead of Ayrton being close to Mariana, why Zinnia?


***


This sunny Sunday in Singapore, Ayrton invites. Mariana and Zinnia take a walk by enjoying public transport. Somehow he prefers adventure with Mariana and Zinnia who today dress casually.


Ayrton wears army t-shirts and jeans and a hat and backpack while Mariana wears a black and white blouse and biege pants. Zinnia himself imitated the style of Ayrton which made many think the little girl was his daughter.





"Oom Ayrton." Zinnia called Ayrton.


"Yes Zee?"


"So there was aunty asking if I was Oom's son. I said no but she didn't believe."


Ayrton looked at Mariana whose face was flushed red.


"It's okay Zinnia, doesn't he know."


"Yes, anyway."


Now they are all in the food court area of Orchard Road, named Food Village Takashimaya.


"May, Zee, tomorrow I'm going back to Dubai and I have to." Ayrton looked at the two different-aged girls before him.


"Lho's? Oom Ayrton's going to Dubai?" ask Zinnia.


"Yes, Oom has to go back to work again."


"Can Zee come?" the little girl's face looked clear and wanted to cry.


"I'm sorry Zee but you have to go to school tomorrow? Didn't you promise your mom that in December, your rapist will be invited to Dubai?" Ayrton smiled at Zinnia.


"Can't you go to Dubai first, report later?" ask Zinnia sok negotiations.


"Can't be a pretty boy! That's her name's sneaky" kekeh Mariana's anxious.


"Oom Ayrton isn't here anymore?" ask Zinnia expectantly.


"If Oom's work there is done and Oom can stay for a while, God willing, Oom will come here." Ayrton looked at Zinnia seriously.


"Promise Oom" said Zinnia, holding out his little finger.


"God willing promise" retorted Ayrton who also gave her little finger.


"You have to go home, Ton?" ask Mariana.


"Yes, I have to help Direndra to smooth out our big project and it does require a lot of parties in order to be realized soon." Ayrton looked at Mariana gently.


"May your projects run smoothly, Ton."


Ayrton. "Aamiinu. Thanks for the prayer, May."


The three continued to eat lunch while telling various stories and the guards secretly took pictures of the three of them being sent to Senna Al and Javier Arata.


The two Opa only smiled at the photo sent by Ayrton's bodyguard.


It seems that Ayrton enjoys being the future stepfather of Zinnia.


Although still young, but Ay looks mature - inner Javier.


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