Prince Descending the Throne

PAST DEBRIS FROM LONDON

"You're crazy, you're in the top 3, Daniel!" Dani exclaimed with pleasure, shaking Daniel's shoulders. The excitement clumped on the ceiling of the changing room.

Daniel just grinned, then refocused on the boxing gloves.

So are the rules of the player. Who is strong, he will be in the strongest order, and now Daniel is in 3rd place. That's good news, soon rank one can be reached. In accordance with his dream.

The difference between the twins is not only a contrast to the physical body, but also with the nature and behavior. If Dalvino is busy grappling with the world of science and literature, then Daniel is more passionate about finding a samsak to beat, or grappling desperately to get the award as the best boxer.

"Eh, what kind of energy drink do you want? Looky. I carry a lot in my backpack" Dani laughed loudly pointing out the contents in his backpack. Rejected by Daniel.

"No need. You stay behind me from the bleachers, I'm excited". Daniel again grinned and was ready with his gloves.

"Who is your opponent this time? That undefeated professional boxer?" Dani guessed while imagining undefeated boxers.

Daniel nodded. "I've been fighting him for months. And now I'm very excited to fight it".

"Who the hell is he? A robin? Matthew's? Max?" Dani mentions wrestlers who are occasionally famous on social media. Of course I answered. And Daniel shook his head.

"You'll see later. I can't wait to punch him in the face like this" Daniel punched Dani in the cheek, joking around and testing his gloves.

"Eh? I thought you'd really punch me" the man laughed.

A few minutes later, the locker room door was knocked. Someone exclaimed that the match was about to start.

And no need to be shouted twice, Daniel with Dani is ready, out of the dressing room with high spirit.

The battle arena was crowded by spectators, as well as judges and beautiful women entertainers who did not escape the view. Oy! Really pretty.

The American referee exclaimed, introducing Daniel to the audience, welcoming Daniel with great fanfare. It was there that Daniel smiled widely, waving at the spectators. What a big welcome.

And Daniel stepped into the red circle with a smile on his face.

"And this is the devil of death, whom you look forward to. George Johan!!!" As soon as the referee finished shouting, his challenger finally stood in front of Daniel, with a cold look on his opponent. George's?

The reflex audience applauded, exclaimed cheering, more interested in George than Daniel, the champion who ranked 3rd.

"SAVE DANIEL UNTIL BEDWETTING, GEORGE!!!" Some of them shouted, clapped again, cheering happily.

George smiled and offered Daniel a handshake. The big hand was finally grabbed by Daniel. They will soon fight. Just waiting for the bells.

The referee walked half-run towards the fighters, checked the boxing gloves, then grinned to start the match.

The bell has sounded. The first round of matches has already started. Daniel looked up, at the audience, looking around for Dani who waved, shouting to encourage him even though his voice was defeated by other spectators.

Alamakjiang! His opponent turned out to be quite relaxed, with a flat face looking at Daniel.

The fight has already begun. At first Daniel eagerly punched the direction of the chin, one hook given to George. But the opponent was convoluted, relaxed remain in the position of avoiding the hook from Daniel.

The man was furious. Just this time found a relaxed opponent dodging the first hook from him. Usually the challengers convoluted in unrelenting resistance, trying to knock out the opponent (although it was useless against Daniel). But this one is different. George avoided his hook casually.

Daniel. He was stubborn, always feeling the greatest and never satisfied. Because it's really human, isn't it?

So the man was impatient, instead of giving jab. It's just about empty air. Many times Daniel beat, tried to fight, but for free. His pride is hurt.

A split second, his cross finally hit the opponent. George didn't dodge, like resigned to the punch. No. gabe. Daniel shouldn't be satisfied with just that.

The man lashed out, brutally beating Daniel. Time and again, even dozens of times, the unceasing man continued to punch the opponent.

It's finished. The champion with a rank 3 was knocked down with a sharp face. Whole body red blood, to blue.

The referee kept counting. 1..2.3...

And Daniel was not yet able to wake up, the whole body drooping weakly.

4...5...6...7...8...

"LADEN DANIEL!!TAKE THE DEVIL!!" Dani shouted even louder encouragingly amid the enthusiasm of the spectators.

It's finished. Everything's done. The 3rd great will soon drop to number 4 due to defeat tonight. Daniel does not care about the wounds all over his body, will not. He just felt his pride hurt, angry, sad, somehow the feeling was mixed up. The first round was over, but there was no intention of continuing the next round. That's enough.

"Hey, you've got a long way to go, man. Don't give up on the road" Dani persuades her stubborn friend. Not at all in gubris.

The dressing room feels stuffy. All this sadness was mixed together into one, unable to be explained by Daniel. This defeat is totally unacceptable.

"just teach. Every fight there's a winner there's a loser." Dani still doesn't give up. Come onl...

"That's right, George" Daniel sighed. That despair is beginning to show.

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At 12:00, as usual. The city will always be alive even though the day starts at dusk. The lights never turned off, always filling the sunyinya night. The full moon is constantly shining, adding to the impression of this night of defeat. But, baby, this man is desperate. Only because of his injured pride. The blows from George did not make Daniel shudder in horror at the sight of his body. It's just that he is still furious, just as one foot dissatisfied to see the opponent can laugh satisfied to get the championship that night.

And get him out of the car. One of his collection sedans, may have been bought long ago.

Daniel looked up at the sky, saw the moon all the time. Then he walked slowly towards the house. The house where he grew up when he moved to Jakarta. Jakarta? He did not want to live in the metropolitan city.

Daniel just doesn't want to leave behind a shred of past memories from London. His birthplace, where his mother died.

So the man came in from the door, opened the door that was not in the key, then closed it again.

"Ah, our hero is back" his brother Dalvino grinned in applause. That's not a compliment, that's a mockery.

But Daniel chose not to bully her, leaving her out of the doorway. The whole blood-filled body now looked like a starving zombie. Ransacking the kitchen, looking for any food to stuff his mouth.

"Darling, you're 15 minutes late. Food's up, your side's been fed hungry parasites." Dalvinos. No matter where it came from, the presence still made the atmosphere become unpleasant. Shithead. So grumbled his brother.

Daniel hissed, letting Dalvino trample him. Indeed, since 10 years ago, the two of them never get along despite the status of twin brothers. The physical is only differentiated by the shape of the eyes and hair color.

At first Daniel wanted to hit his brother, making a body that had no instinct against it fall down, stifled all over the body exactly as it is now. Sometimes the annoyance and disappointment can be ventured through the samsak. The way is simple, someone must be a samsak to be beaten until the hitter is satisfied.

But, he prefers to be quiet. Not getting any food tonight? It's easy, it's only 12:00, right? Many restaurants are still willing to serve shoppers for now.

"Whispering!! Don't be so good-ass in front of me, asshole!" Daniel snorts. Which is only responded to with a cynical laugh.

"If it wasn't for you, I would still be able to look at the moon from the balcony, then laugh cheerfully with me, joke around, talk to me a lot. All because of you, who had to be born 5 minutes after me!" Daniel said aloud, with his index finger pointed at his brother's chest.

"If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't compare myself to you, just because your report score was higher than mine. If it wasn't for you, Dalvino, I would never have decided to move to Jakarta, leaving behind a beautiful memory in London. My hometown!".

The anger of the 20-year-old man is growing tonight. Defeating the sounds of insects at night, thundering like lightning, making noise. Daniel let out all his anger, blaming everything on his brother.

"Eh? You blaming me?! You blame my birth?" Dalvino doesn't want to lose, yells at him.

"Are you on the fate line that God has set? Want you to blame God because mom died giving birth to you and me?! Ha's?

"You are strong. I admit it, your physique is immune to anything, Daniel. Your mentality, your mentality is also as strong as steel, resilient even though many spears hit him. But do you know what your perfection lacks?" Dalvino breathed in an irregular breath.

"Your mindset is short. People like you tend to always blame unusual things that you think have taken some of your happiness. The way you judged me and dad was wrong, Daniel. You think we hate you? You think I'm sorry I had a kid like you?

"No, Daniel. You're wrong big time. Let's look at dad. So sincerely honed his brain, developed his work then moved from London, flew to Jakarta took us both on a plane a few years ago. You remember, don't you?

"You think we're moving to Jakarta just because I can't live with millions of memories in London? Nope. Not because of that, Daniel. Dad developed his science and technology to build the company that is currently held by him.

"In that way too my father took great pains to send us to school, Daniel. Liven us. Catch that. You don't realize, I care so much about you. Why do you think you always act so hard on me? It's all for your own good..."

"NONSENSE!!" Daniel interrupted, then shouted louder to make Dalvino's face wrinkle. His brother wanted to fight back with words again, but his mouth was like glue, unable to say a word.

And Daniel raised his fist, challenging his brother by gripping the dark blue nightgown. The man just shrieked, not daring to speak.

"You say that shit again, so I don't hesitate to make your nose crumble..." Daniel stared coldly.

Cold sweat poured out all over Dalvino's body, leaving him only able to see, unable to fight anymore. Unable to get his words out.

And finally the grip loosened. Daniel sighed softly. He left his brother alone in the kitchen. You want to tell dad about this? Please, I'm not daunted at all. So his grunts with a snort left the man out of the darkness of night. Which is only in the moonlight, because the kitchen lights were not turned on from the beginning.