Prince Descending the Throne

FIRST OFFENSIVE

Long, large-bodied trains cut through the hills, running right on the railroad tracks. Paddy fields and hills become plural natural scenery. Buffalo moans and bird chirps were heard as far as the eye could see.

A long-haired, dense black, and wavy girl was sitting limp in one of the train carriages. Looking at the green nature far away. With a sad face he continued to tidy his hair with fingers.

18 Year old girl. Waiting for something uncertain.

A small book that was originally folded, he took out. Then slowly scratch the ink onto a paper.

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The phone continues to sing, with a ringing sound that will not stop for 17-20 minutes. While the owner was busy playing foam and shower in the bathroom.

Hotel room in the morning. London is more beautiful at times like this. Daniel came out of the bathroom, tidying his hair, without even a single glance at his phone.

"Whisper! God, who dares to bother me, huh?" Daniel snatched the phone, picked it up without a glance at the contact's name.

"Yes?!" His face grumbled, as if to prey on the caller.

"Th-mister Daniel! S-i did it!" That sound. Daniel thought for a moment, researching. And now the man turned his back in surprise, completely unaware of the strange thing. All that came to his mind was: John said "successfully". That means company shares and important documents are in his hands, right?

"You?! You're John. Uh, I mean Mr. John's the greatest financial consultant, right?"

John did not reply. His heavy breathing sounded loud over the phone.

"Jo-I mean Mr. John! Yep! You managed to get those stupid papers from that son of a bitch?" Daniel is waiting for an answer. "Master?!" Louder now calling.

"Y-yeah! I've got it."

"Then, shouldn't you meet us at the hotel?" Daniel ensured. That heavy sigh now sounded anxious.

"Master!" Daniel cried out again impatiently. "Is your connection bad?"

"Y-yeah! Two o'clock in the afternoon. I'll be here soon." Once you're done answering, the phone is turned off by John. His heavy breath disappeared instantly.

Daniel dropped himself on the bed, heaving a sigh of relief, looking at the ceiling of the hotel room. Hotels in London! The twins had previously decided to sleep one room together, especially with Dalvino suggesting. But immediately on the sidelines by Daniel, said that he was a big boy, not a child who was afraid of the darkness. Of course the answer was laughed at by Aminah. Eventually, the man agreed to sleep separately.

'Isn't all this going to be finished in an instant?' Daniel smiled with relief. Daniel knew very well how long he was with the city of London, his hometown. But something is odd. It was as if half of his heart left behind in London was a shadow of the past that bore wounds.

Breathing in the air here is tantamount to remembering the past. It is like entering the shadow of the past.

But, wait! Daniel got up from his sleep, stood looking at the window. Now he's jerking. Oi! Wouldn't it be weird if John called him by telling him the news. Aminah was closer to John than Daniel. Shouldn't John tell Aminah first?

And of course the strangest. In the overnight, and as easy as that John managed to handle the stock buying and selling transactions? In seconds? And who's the owner? Of course Pram the fucking human. And as easy as cutting the nails, John managed to take over.

But after a long time of thinking, Daniel finally gave up, putting his body back into the bed. Engineering it! John is a financial consultant. And economics is also quite synonymous with engineering. Isn't it just by engineering, John can take a stake in that company? After all John Mayden is a great financial consultant, and has been known by Aminah for two years.

'true. With this I can return to the boxing circle'.

Holy hooch! Club fist! How's Dani doing now? It has even been days or maybe already a week more Daniel absent from the place.

"You okay, Daniel? Holy hooch! Where have you been, not come here? Know it? Your ranking has now gone down again, bad." Dani immediately exclaimed loudly on the phone, making Daniel only smile bitterly.

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The city of London is getting hotter. Even so, the cold was still clear.

The sun is blazing, breaking the eyes. White pigeons filled the streets, welcoming anyone who loved to feed the beautiful bird.

London city attractions are always great, never bored even though many times visited. The advanced country.

Aminah shook John's hand, which again made Daniel gulp, worried.

"I've always believed that you're a great financial consultant, Mr. John" Dalvino lifted a thumb, appreciating.

"Honey, I can not linger here, because my intention is not to come here for a vacation. My father is sick. Then after negotiating, I will immediately return to my homeland, sir." Dalvino politely added. Damn, everything seems free. John kept quiet and didn't want to talk from now on.

Daniel looked up, like a debt collector who was determined to face the customers recalcitrant. "Hurry up, didn't you just say it worked?"

Hesitating John took the suitcase, then patted it. "In here, sir. Please bring the suitcase." He's bowing down a goal. Although the body trembled violently, but his feet were upright in doing so.

"Nice! Nice work. John's. Uh, I mean, Mr. John."

"I'm sorry" John bit his lip, resigned himself. Which was immediately accompanied by an Aminah smile.

"Well. It's all done, you take this stupid thing home. I want to go home soon." Daniel throws a suitcase recklessly, making it fall on the ground. Dalvino only sighed, the rest was already relieved.

"Eh. Minah, you don't want to go to Jakarta? I mean, take a walk, or..."

"No, Mas Dan. Who will take care of you, if not me?"

Daniel nodded in understanding, quite assuring.

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Car docked at airport. They are ready to go home, after finishing taking care of tickets and passports. Once again Aminah smiled waving at the taxi driver. Say thanks.

There was only a five-minute wait, and flights from London-Jakarta were soon to begin. The airport also looks crowded. With anxious faces, tired faces, cheerful faces, even faces do not escape the view.

The twins remained silent without a twist. Dalvino looked at the clock at the arm's arm for the umpteenth time. Stay 4 minutes. Dalvino can't wait to see Dad, tell me all the great things that happened. And he smiled with relief, knowing that he could soon continue his studies.

No one knows what will happen next. Including 4 minutes after this. The twins, even Aminah did not prepare anything at all.

They sat on the airplane bench, looking at the ceiling of the large-bodied plane with a sigh of relief.

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The plane stopped at an airport in Jakarta. Soekarno–Hatta International Airport abbreviated SHIA or Soetta, formerly legally called Cengkareng Jakarta Airport, is the main airport serving flights to the Greater Jakarta area.

But who would have thought, by returning to Jakarta, is the same as giving up lives for free with the authorities.

Who would have thought, it turns out the security forces have been waiting for the arrival of the twins, with handcuffs and a gun that has been prepared from the beginning.

Daniel is stuck, Dalvino stops his steps, not knowing what to do. Even Aminah still did not understand what it meant.

A policeman fired a bullet into the airport ceiling, making the crowd boisterous. But immediately secured with the police. The mob was kept away, and Daniel, Dalvino, Aminah were soon in handcuffs.

"Road! Hurry up!" A fierce-looking cop pointed a gun at Daniel's face, leaving him grimacing with restraint.

Aminah just fell silent according to the circumstances. And Dalvino was about to shout out loud, but a raw bogem hit the right cheek.

"Come on! Hurry along!" Too, the cop violently pointed Daniel's back with the muzzle of a firearm. If it is not wrong there are about 6-7 people. Fully armed, using patrol cars. The crowd came back boisterous, while documenting the interesting scenery in front of him. Goddamnit!

"WOI! WHAT'S OUR FAULT?!" Daniel shouted, unconcerned with the muzzle of the weapon on his back. "What's the max of you guys seeming to sway us, huh?!"

"SILENCE! You've committed a major heist of Mr. Pram's large company stock. Also with important documents. We have evidence and certainly not arbitrarily arrest people!" One of the policemen held up a suitcase that Dalvino was carrying aloft. Things get reversed. Damn it with Pram.

"That's right! I'm not stealing. I've paid the lick!" Daniel rebelled, but urunt soon when a fierce policeman kicked him in the stomach. Hinted to be quiet. Too.

"Who are you calling a son of a bitch, huh? Obviously the company's shares and documents were forcibly taken from the vault in the office. We can check everything after getting the report."

They walked into the patrol car. Not to forget also with the muzzle of a threatening weapon.

The car sped up, splitting the inquisitive crowd, while ringing an ear-splitting siren. As fast as lightning, Soekarno-Hatta airport was immediately abandoned.