After Pandemic
1080 Words
A gentleman enter the room confidently. His body guards stay as near as they cloud, make sure their master safe. This guy is about 180 cm height, with black skin and sharp face. He maintained his body well and seemed nothing fear him.
When cameras captured his figure, some people hardly competed figure out who the man is.
You must revels the guy! No matter how, it is your job! Don’t fail today! or all of you will lost your job, said the prime minister few hours ago.
“How do we figure out him? I have tried this many times and always failed. No one ever met him and yet all information about him just vanish. He is a ghost”
Prime minister stared him sharply.
“It’s none of my business! Today is your last chance. He will come to sign the document with his Majesty. Make sure we catch him!”
Sometime the leader only know how to govern without know how to do it. The team of Chief Markel have tried many ways to figure out who Mr. Ghost is. The one who bought the land secretly with their king.
They recorded every conversation and tried hard to identify the voice, but it changed anytime they played.
One day, prime minister asked help from their neighbor. He asked them to identify this mysterious guy. Prime minister started to obsessed too far. His obsession goes too far. He promised anything to capture him. Some resources told that this old man actually obsessed to the crown. He is truly bad guy. Fortunately, Mr. Ghost successfully blocked this stupid action.
Today is a big day. For the first time after the agreement, Mr Ghost will come to the kingdom to sign some document he needs. Of course, the only person who able to meet him just the king himself. Others have to wait outside.
“Well, how to prove this tall black guy is Mr.Ghost?” asked one of the staff to his friends.
“It’s too obvious, yes?”
“If it is me, I will not let anyone see my appearance for any sake. I have hidden my identity for years, why I must reveal my identity today?”
“You are right Chief. We must start with something different. Maybe, one of body guard is him. Or maybe he just watching us from somewhere hacking out camera”
The chief just sigh.
“So, who is this man?” he asked to the team. “He looks so smart, am I right?”
“The lawyer, he is an international lawyer.”
The chief approached one of his team. He read the information. The lawyer is quite mysterious. He never show off on social media but he is not a simple person. He was graduated from reputable university and work only for special people like Mr. Ghost.
“Is that all?”
The man and his group of body guard enter the secret meeting room. They can’t get more visual. The secret room is truly safe. No cameras, no hijacking.
When all security team are try to figure out who Mr. Ghost is, King of Martea is busy with his guest.
“Your highness, my name is Qatar Muamar bin Sharif. I’m here to get the document about the land bought by my client few years ago.” He greets formally.
The king smile and asked his guest to sit down.
“We have prepare all document” said the king. “The buyer doesn’t tell anything about his identity, we just empty the name”
The lawyer nods. He takes the document and read it carefully.
“It’s not a matter. I have prepared the document with my client sign. Do you mind to sign?”
The king goes speechless.
“I, I can’t sign any document that I haven’t discuss with my staff”
“Your highness, you don’t trust us?”
The king disagreed.
“I trust you but my cabinet not. I’m the king here but I have my cabinet. I’m taking full responsible about this matter. So I have make sure the document I will sign is proper.”
“I see, but the document I bought to you is the same with the one you showed me”
“What? But how?”
Again Mr. Ghost is one step ahead. He asked permission to check the document. He is going out the room alone.
“Impossible. The document is totally the same” said one of king’s staff. “Did he cheated on us? Or what?”
“He is hijacking us. Observing us. We are under his control” said prime minister.
“Congratulation your highness, we are his puppet now”
The king is going back to the meeting room. Now, some one is adding extra small camera in one of his pin.
“How do you get the document?” asked the king directly.
The lawyer refuses to answer. He focus in checking the document again.
“What are you checking about? I don’t change anything”
“You’re not. But your people? We never know. They also put cameras on your pin. So if you are me. What you going to do?”
The king realizes something. The guest is a very careful.
“How I can communicate with your client? I’m the king here. I need to do some discussion.”
The lawyer closed the document. He carefully puts it into his case before he answers.
“He will reach you anytime you need him.”
“No! I need to meet him!” the king exclaim.
“You know what? I have done all what he want. Now, I need to meet him personally to keep my mind sane. I almost crazy because of him!”
The lawyer done with his case. He sit properly in front of the king.
“My people, my cabinets, my prime minister and my family accuses me as betrayal. I’ve sold my land to the unknown! I’ve risked my title as the king for this. So, let me have a meeting with him!”
“I’m sorry, I can’t” said the lawyer. “My client is very humble person. He doesn’t like appear to the public or…”
“Mr. Qatar Muamar bin Sharif” said the king, cut off his sentence. “This is an order! So please, do it or I will arrest you”
- Writer
