Missing Wit

5:Discontent

  Lina was laying Sophie on her bed in Sophie's room. It was ten o'clock in the evening; so Sophie needed to sleep now. But Sophie wasn't keen on sleeping.

"Do I have to sleep early today?" asked little Sophie. "It's the weekend tomorrow."

"No, (his tone was soft though his answer was harsh) "it's time to go to bed." replied Lina.

Sophie pulled the quilt up to half her face, then glanced at Lina. Lina kissed Sophie on the forehead too, then turned off the lights and left the room. Sophie's room, like the other rooms, was upstairs on the left rear. As Lina went into her own room, she looked downstairs and saw Kurt there. He was sitting downstairs in the kitchen. There was only the robot with him. Lina wondered what had happened downstairs.

Kurt was drinking water in the kitchen. "Hit my head so I can forget what happened today," he said.

"I'm sorry, sir. What you have demanded is against the First Principle," the robot replied.

"Yes. Yes," said Kurt sarcastically. "Such important principles they are, aren't they?"

The robot did not answer. He bent his neck a little and continued to stare at Kurt. After a while, "Would you like another glass?" it asked. Kurt sighed heavily when the robot asked the question.

Then the robot headed for the stairs. Watching the events, Lina also walked towards the robot. The two met in front of the stairs.

"You need to talk to Mr. Schütz, Mrs. Schütz," said the robot.

"I don't want to with anyone," Kurt yelled from the lower back. He threw the glass in his hand into the glass opposite the kitchen table. Nothing happened to the kitchen glass, but the glass in his hand broke and shattered, and the pieces were scattered in the kitchen.

"Sorry I can't do that," the robot refused Kurt's request. Lina asked the robot to remove the broken glass glasses. Then he went to Kurt. Kurt was leaning his head on the table.

"Your principle up your..." muttered Kurt. Understanding Kurt's anger, Lina tried to support Kurt by holding his hand, but she couldn't.

"What problem do David Sanders and Kurt have?" asked Eric.

"David Sanders was the first major investor since the founding of R.M.I.E. Things were fine at first. R.M.I.E had a monopoly in five to 10 years. You know the rest," Paul replied. He was leaning against the chair.

"Profit surpassed dreams."

" Exactly. Meanwhile, Lina and David were married. Then they had two children. But the deterioration of business relations was followed by the deterioration of relations at home."

"The process leading up to divorce..."

"Yes. David and Lina's relationship also deteriorated. They divorced quickly, and the custody remained in the mother."

"So, What is the problem? I mean, because of work or because of home?"

"Personality Project is the problem. There have been disagreements since the Personality Project started. An investor like Sanders is not a man who would spend billions of euros so that vacuum cleaners go philosophical. Kurt, on the other hand, is a completely opposite personality; According to him, everything is permissible to reach the goal."

Eric was rubbing his chin. He took note of what Paul had said. "I got it," he simply said after he had finished taking his notes.

The duo, who had spoken until late, had not noticed that it was getting dark. This pause made Paul realize that it was getting dark. Looking out the window behind Eric, "Can we continue the rest tomorrow?" Paul asked.

"Sure," said Eric. "I want these interviews to be published in a series. So the first interview will be about their daily life."

"Good," Paul replies, getting up from the couch. "It was good that we finished. I was sleepy". After shaking Eric's hand, Paul headed towards the back room.

"Can we talk about the part until the accident tomorrow?" Eric asked Paul with his back to him.

Paul responded by raising his hand. According to Eric, this was a positive response. Packing his things, Eric noticed someone coming to his right. She was the maid of the house. She accompanied him outside the house.

Eric went out of the house and stood for a while in front of the door of the house. Before leaving this street, he wanted to take one last look at the houses on the street.

...

Eric came to his own apartment. His apartment was quite a small one. There was a bathroom on the right, very close to the entrance of the door. To his left was a small hall. Inside the door behind the bathroom was the bedroom with a small desk, a bed, and a closet. Eric immediately went into the bedroom and threw himself on the bed. He had to understand the facts himself before he could prepare his own report.

After a few minutes in bed, Eric got out. He was supposed to have the interview done by tomorrow. This was the biggest event in the last six months. He wondered how this happened, both in his own country and around the world. That's why this journalist wasn't going to get much sleep today. He went to the kitchen and got himself something to drink. Then he sat down at the table again. He started writing things down what he heard today.