MASSHIAHSAGA - THE POWER OF TWO KINGS

MEETING THE CITY LORD

Amir of Turan, Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim is a respectable man who is very careful of law and ethics. He was among the respected world leaders of the eastern and northern peninsula. Under his rule, the city of Turan grew into an advanced city.

Nuzlan was checking her makeup in the mirror. The man wore a high-collared black outfit and then added a red-based white toga to his periphery. That night he will make a political visit to the emirate office of Turan city. Office officials had told the answering machine that the emir would find him after Maghrib.

The man looked at a paper box lying on the bed. He then took it and walked towards the door.

Nuzlan came out of his room. His hand holding the paper box was hidden behind. He walked back to Nagini's room. In front of the door, he knocks it. Shortly after that the door opened.

"What's wrong?" ask Nagini flatly.

"Has Selena been out with Havard?" nuzlan asked back. Nagini nodded.

Nuzlan nodded anyway. "You don't have a show tonight?" lure the man.

Nagini looked back at him with a questionable look. Nuzlan smiled. "Do you have a show tonight?" ask the man back.

"Nothing" answered Nagini. "I chose to stay in my room. I have no one in this town..."

"I have a better offer" Nuzlan said with a smile as she fixed the pin on her family coat of arms on the toga.

"If not told to pretend to be your wife again" Nagini furrowed her eyebrows.

Nuzlan laughed and teased him. "But, you like it, right?"

Nagini immediately nodded and was about to close the door. Nuzlan hurriedly held the door.

"Don't put it in the heart." said Nuzlan gently. "I'm sorry if you're offended. I told you the lie too so you could eat your favorite menu."

"Chicken Salad Gampong is not my favorite menu." said Nagini. "I was just deliberately working on you..."

"That means we both fuck each other." Nuzlan replied with a smile again. "Now I'm serious.. Will you help me tonight?"

"Please don't set me up." said Nagini again.

Nuzlan. "I'm going to meet the city lord tonight. However, if I go alone, I don't think it's a wise move because I think that the spies of the Kingdom of Yahuda are watching my movements" he said, taking a short breath. "Will you accompany me?"

Nagini was about to refuse when Nuzlan hurriedly explained, "To guard and ensure the safety of a commander and envoy of Sultan Yazid al-Bustami."

"Just escort?" blow it with furrowed eyebrows.

"Just take control." Nuzlan said.

"Alright." said Nagini agreeing to the man's proposal. Nuzlan nodded again and took out his hand which was holding a large paper box and thrust it at Nagini.

"What's this?" ask Nagini.

"Clothes.." answered Nuzlan.

"For what?" ask Nagini again in surprise.

"Open up.." ask Nuzlan.

Nagini went inside, left the door open and Nuzlan leaned her back against the side of the door. The woman placed the box on the bed and opened it. Both of his eyes widened looking at an expensive yet stylish outfit.

"I purposely bought clothes that are similar to your appearance, but a little..." Nuzlan flicked his finger, "Well, say classy.." the man then came to Nagini who was still glued to his place.

"A guard of the sultanate's office should not dress unworthy. That's why I bought you clothes that you can wear properly in front of Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim." Nuzlan added with a smile.

Nagini was silent again. Nuzlan was one step closer. "I'm sorry if I offended you. But, I also just want to make you feel worthy in front of anyone... Can you understand me???"

Nagini sighed later and nodded. "Please come out for a minute, I'll put on these clothes."

"Can I stay in this room?" noda Nuzlan made Nagini look at him sharply. The man raised his hand and turned out of the room while closing the door.

Nuzlan stepped back and forth in front of the woman's room. Soon the door opened and Nuzlan was stunned to see Nagini wearing the clothes she bought.

As Nuzlan said, the clothes Nagini wore were similar to the clothes she wore earlier, only it was possible to be added here and there by a tailor so that it looked more fashionable. Very compatible with that horned tiara.

"You're so pretty." praise Nuzlan.

Nagini smiled faintly and bowed her body in response to the man's praise.

"Can we go now?" nuzlan reached out as if asking Nagini to take her. But the woman was just quiet in her place, probably nervous by Nuzlan's attitude that she saw so romantic.

Nuzlan smiled and shook his hand. "Forget it. let's.." ask her.

Nuzlan stepped out of the inn followed Nagini from behind. Arriving in front of the road, it turns out they have been picked up by a special train prepared by the Amir of Turan City.

Nuzlan nodded as the bodyguards opened the carriage door. He went in and looked at Nagini, hinting her to go inside. Nagini followed Nuzlan's orders and the two now sat in the carriage.

The train ran down the street, splitting the flow of pedestrians that filled the main street. Soon the train arrived in front of the gate of the emirate's office.

Nuzlan got off the train followed by Nagini. Now the woman got used to stepping by Nuzlan's side. The man smiled again to see the woman behaving this way.

Both were escorted to the office. The building looks beautiful, matching the palace of the previous kings. The shape resembles a manor, complete with towers that stick on each side of the building.

"Before Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim, do not speak unless asked." Nuzlan's message. "He's a man who takes care of adab."

"Please.." said the manager bowed his body on the side of the room door. Nuzlan pushed the door slowly and stepped in accompanied by Nagini.

The emir, Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim, was sitting in his office. The man looked dignified with his mustache and beard. He wore a kaftan shirt with buttons made horizontally. A sash similar to a cloak was draped over his shoulder, tucked in it were attached various stars of honor and medals. He was wearing pants wrapped in boots to his knees. Above his head was attached a turban whose long ends dangled and wrapped in a long circular neck.

Seeing Nuzlan coming, Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim stood up and stepped up to greet the man while expanding his hands.

"Welcome to the emissary of the sultanate, greetings of prosperity." he said then hugged Nuzlan tightly. It was a custom used to entertain guests in the city of Turan. "How are you? Healthy right?" he took off his embrace.

"I'm healthy nothing less" replied Nuzlan.

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim then looked at Nagini and was a little speechless. He's stunned.

"This.." he asked Nuzlan but his gaze rained on Nagini.

"This is my best friend, Nagini from Moull" replied Nuzlan. "He accompanied me to meet you..."

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim came to Nagini. "Do we know each other?" angled. "I know Sir Wayne Longbottom-Earl of Moull well. During my visit there, I've never seen you..."

"I'm a traveler, my lord." answered Nagini about to bow but was detained by Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim.

"Don't bend.." she asked. "A beautiful, respectable woman like you doesn't deserve to bow to me." she held Nagini's hand with a smile and looked at Nuzlan.

"Let's sit.." take her.

They then sat on a long, circular sofa. Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim then pinched the bell on the side of his desk.

"Serve my guest drinks." the amir then looked at Nuzlan again and smiled. He sits on a sofa, some distance from Nuzlan and Nagini.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" ask Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim with a smile again.

"Just want to report our arrival to stay a few days in Turan, as well as deliver a message from His Majesty Sultan Yazid al-Bustami." nuzlan said he took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim.

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim received the letter and opened the envelope. He furrowed his brows several times while reading the contents of the letter. Nuzlan then continued reading. Shortly after that he folded the paper and placed it on the table.

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim stepped towards the window and observed the view of the city from there.

"I did not expect King Saul to tear up the peace treaty with the northern kingdoms." murmured Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim half-snarled. "If my city were not protected by the universal peace pact, it would most likely also have annexed this city."

"But I don't think so, my lord.." refuted Nuzlan.

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim turned to the toga-robed man. "Why can the General take that view?"

"Road is a transit city. Economic access is centered in this city. Like, Turan is a barn that should not be disturbed because it can affect the history of northern and eastern regions." said Nuzlan calmly.

"But they had a secret meeting in this city and I could not handle it." - Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim, in a huff.

"I myself am still investigating, why Lord Rotcshild held a secret meeting with the spies of the Kingdom of Yahuda here." said Nuzlan. "I myself met with one of the commanders of the armies of the Kingdom of Yahuda on the highway after passing through the intersection to the Temple of Bethania...."

"Keep, what's going on? I made sure you fought him, didn't I?" guess Shaykh Fahril at - Tamim.

"Of course, my lord.he was blocking my intention to come to this city.and also he spread false information that the meeting did not exist.." replied Nuzlan. "But I'm sure. The meeting is over and I am now tracking down Lord Rotcshild's whereabouts..."

"Is he still here?" ask Shaykh Fahril at - Tamim.

"My informant said that he did not see Lord Rotcshild leaving Turan. The man cannot be undercover, he needs political access to get in and out of any city he wants." replied Nuzlan.

"I hope you're right." said Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim staring back at the window. "Tarung Sejagat tournaments are being implemented.it can be an opportunity, and it can also be a trap..."

"Do you think, Lord Rotcshild disguised his identity and followed the tournament?" guess Nuzlan.

"Who knows?" shaykh Fahril at - Tamim. "We don't know what the man looks like." the man then turned to look at Nuzlan. "You don't think he could have committed treason by being a double agent of two states.. If politically he could have done it, why not personally do it too?"

"You make me anxious, my lord." said Nuzlan. "If that is the case, I should be more vigilant to be able to trace his whereabouts..."

The door opened and a waiter came in carrying a tray of drinks. The waiter placed the drink on the table and left the room. Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim followed the servant's back until he closed the door.

"So you said you would stay here for a few days." said Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim.

"We live in..." Nuzlan mentioned the name of the inn. "I'll see my partner in the tournament soon."

"Your best friend went to the tournament?" shaykh Fahril at - Tamim. "I'll give you my support..."

"Thank you." said Nuzlan then took a glass and drank some of the contents and got up followed by Nagini.

"In that case, I say goodbye to my lord." said Nuzlan.

Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim came to both of them. "I will lay down my sandals to spy on the activities of the Jews here.They are mostly merchants who fill several stalls in the main market of the city..."

"That's your authority, my Lord.Moreover let me develop an independent investigation with your blessing.." says Nuzlan.

"I allow it. Do it.." said Sheikh Fahril at-Tamim. "Give my regards to Sultan Yazid al-Bustami..."

"I'll say my master's regards to him." Nuzlan bowed his body and left the room followed by Nagini.

The two exited the office escorted by two protocol officers to the front of the gate. When taken to the train, Nuzlan refused and chose to board a public train and requested transfer to the city market complex, where tournament activities would soon be held.[]