A few knocks at the door caught his attention, and he noticed the change in his brother’s expression. Now he was wearing a friendly smile, the same one he had shown his assistant just a moment ago.

"Come in," he said.

Johari entered, carrying a tray with two steaming cups. A nostalgic feeling welled up in his chest. He wanted to deny it, to act indifferent, but the truth was that this whole situation was killing him inside. He missed his assistant’s peculiar sense of humor, the shared smiles, t