17. Nice Cooperation

After Andi left, Amira went straight to her house. She was stunned to see several servants peeking in the window. Amira approached and stretched out her hand, touching the shoulder of Uncle Kasan, the head maid in her house who was specially sent by the Sultan to look after her.

"Uncle, what are you doing here?"

Uncle Kasan was taken aback. He who initially only imitated the activities of a few servants, now felt very embarrassed because his princess found out. He lowered his head, saluted Amira, and then tried to raise his voice to explain.

"Sorry princess, uncle just ..."

Amira was still waiting for Uncle Kasan's explanation when suddenly her cell phone rang. An incoming call from a new number for her. She looked at her phone uncertainly, whether to accept the call or reject it. During this time she often refused calls and several times she failed to get the job she should have received.

Amira shifted the green telephone symbol, received the call carefully.

"Good afternoon, Miss Rose"

Amira was stunned to hear the voice that was present in her ears. A male voice that was very familiar to her. She frowned, trying to analyze who the owner of the voice was very familiar with.

"Good afternoon, sir. Can I help you?"

The man on the other end laughed. He was really happy when he heard the voice of the Orange Rose. The girl he had longed for and idolized. For a moment the man on the other side looked at his cell phone and switched the voice call to a video call.

Amira who did not expect a change in calls immediately covered her hood to cover her face and received the call of the man she wanted to know.

"Hello, Miss Rose."

Amira nodded. she did not expect that the caller today was Khalid. a man who had abused herself arbitrarily. She wanted to hang up the call but she couldn't. One misstep could put her in danger. She didn't want Khalid to suspect her and find out her identity quickly.

"Hello, sir. Excuse me, who am I talking to sir?"

Amira's voice, which was different because it was covered by a face mask, made Khalid not recognize the owner of Orange Rose's voice. He nodded and smiled. His hands waved, his lips wide in a smile. The joy he felt because he was able to speak to the author made him forget the arrogant attitude he always displayed in public.

"I am Khalid, Miss. Khalid Kusuma Wardhana. The owner of the Pustaka Publisher invites you to attend the writing training program with novice writers. I hope you have received our invitation letter and application."

Amira frowned. She was still holding the letter Khalid was referring to and showing it to the man on her cell phone screen. Khalid nodded and smiled. His eyes lit up with happiness to see that his idol had accepted his event invitation.

The special event he created was just to talk to Orange Rose, a writer who has been able to raise his company to the first rank of book publishing. Orange Rose's books are always best sellers, making Publisher Pustaka skyrocket. Ranked number one at the national level and ranked fifteen in southeast Asia.

The resulting turnover is unmitigated. This publisher can earn billions of rupiah in a month because the publication of the Orange Rose book reaches thousands of copies in one printing period.

"Can I help you, sir?'

"Em, haven't you read the letter yet?'

"Not yet. This I just received."

"Ok, please, Miss, open it and read it first. After that, we are waiting for confirmation of your approval. If our time is flexible. We hope that you can agree on the time we proposed, or you can postpone or advance according to your agenda."

Amira nodded. She immediately turned off the call and put her cell phone on the living room table. She sat on the sofa looking at the white-covered letter bearing the identity of the publisher and herself.

Her hands frantically opened the cover. With a single move, she managed to open the letter and read it slowly. After looking at the date listed on the invitation, she looked at the calendar, making sure she didn't have anything on the agenda for the same date.

"Thank God nothing happened at the same time. I can accept this invitation and am ready to fill the event." Amira muttered. She immediately sent a message to Khalid.

"I'm ready, sir."

Khalid who was still sitting at his desk immediately checked the message Amira sent to him. He smiled at Amira's approval.

"Finally I will be able to chat with you Orange Rose. I am a big fan who has always been a secret admirer of yours. Especially when you helped me yesterday, I became even more fascinated by your strengths." Khalid thought as he typed the answer. Amira immediately grabbed the phone and brought it into the room. She who was very tired finally lay down without cleaning it first. A bad habit that her mother always took issue with. Several times she had to accept aging her mother while she lived in the palace.

"OK, I'll be waiting at the location for the next week, Miss. It's an honor for us to receive the arrival of a famous writer like you. Hopefully, our cooperation will be a pleasant collaboration in the future."

Amira frowned, thinking of a pleasant cooperation sentence later on made her confused. She who had been treated so rudely by this man had lost her appetite for friendship, let alone pleasant cooperation. If she had not signed a cooperation contract with the publisher of Pustaka, she would not have accepted the invitation.

"Unless God wills."

"Why involve God in this, Miss?"

Amira sighed. She didn't want to be involved in the message conversation with Khalid for too long, but once again she had to because she had already signed the contract.

"Everything happens because of Allah's permission. Nothing is outside His will. We, humans, are only planning, the rest is left to the Almighty."

Khalid nodded, confirming Amira's message, and smiled happily. The woman he had longed for really made him feel happy.

"OK, I'll be waiting on the show, Miss. Good afternoon"

"Afternoon"

Amira threw her cell phone and turned her body to try to close her eyes. The image of every incident that she experienced today flashed one by one in her eyelids, making her fail to close her eyes. She nodded and got up. Sitting on her soft bed looking around the room. Her sadness suddenly came when she remembered Khalid.

"You're a crazy lion that I should treat well because I already signed a contract with you. Otherwise, I wouldn't want to be your partner."

Amira immediately got up and walked towards the bathroom. She finished all her urination before the dusk call to prayer sounded. She put on her veil and took the Quran. She recite verse by verse to relieve her anxiety.

When the call to prayer was over, she immediately prayed solemnly. Amira immediately ended her activities when there was a knock on her bedroom door. She took off her veil and put on her hood and walked over, opened the bedroom door, and saw Uncle Kasan standing in front of her.

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

"So, princess . . . "

Uncle Kasan just looked down, trying to buy time because he had to make up his mind when delivering the news he had just received from the palace.