Prince Descending the Throne

IRON BARS

The girl with long, wavy black hair sat with a sad and mysterious face in the train dining carriage. Large-body trains clear the hills and rice fields.

Early morning. The beautiful girl looked at the window with mixed feelings. The servant's seduction and the temptations of the men were completely disregarded. The center of attention is only one. The train window.

'Will you come back to me? Not until your heart hurts my feelings, does it?' The girl scratched the pen onto the blank paper.

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One of the officers kicked Daniel in the back, knocking his knee on a very hard pedestal. Now the handcuffs are off. Officers led Daniel and Dalvino into the bars. Only one cell remained empty.

The last dalvino to be herded eventually fell down in a cell. He grimaces in pain. While the officers laughed loudly, making the sound echo in the reflection of the ceiling of the holding cell. Officers locked the cell door, grinning satisfied as if they managed to catch a lot of fish after hours waiting for a fishing hook in the river.

The cell room feels stuffy. But it is enough for both of them if there are toilets and mattresses (although not as luxurious as in a London hotel).

Daniel snorted bitterly, throwing his body into a hard bed. His face was bruised from the impact. Daniel cursed the stupid officer inwardly. If not threatened with the muzzle of a weapon, then Daniel did not hesitate to smash the nose of the stupid officers.

30 Minutes ago, officers agreed to release Aminah, citing her innocence. The twins just kept their mouths shut. Whatever happens, the girl can certainly help a lot. So they just let go, as if Aminah was not involved.

"I need a way to free myself." Daniel said softly as he turned his back to the sculpting Dalvino, looking blankly at the iron bars. "I need a scenario!"

"Well, I'll help" Dalvino said.

"Stupid! If you only depend on others, then don't expect success! That John suck anyway.jeez! The shares were quickly handed over. I was suspicious from the beginning that John did steal his shares. He ran away somewhere after getting paid. You son of a bitch!"

Dalvino did not comment. Eyes sunken. Desperation floated on the ceiling of the prisoner cell.

"WOI!! WHOA!!" Dalvino yelled, shaking the iron bars. His eyes were reddened by the rub. Neighbors of the cell snorted loudly, throwing anger and harsh words. But Dalvino doesn't care. An idea flashed through his mind.

"WOI!! COME QUICKLY! SAVE ME!!" His screams grew louder, echoing to the ears of the officers.

"Whisper! What are you thinking, you idiot?!" Daniel stood up. His ears are gone. I don't understand anything at all.

"Alright, Daniel. You just follow me." Dalvino gave a warning with a whisper. The sound of shoes is getting louder. That means the officer is getting closer. "WOI! HELP ME!!"

"Hey! You're crazy, what?" The officer stared at the barren. He was not alone, there were four other officers accompanying him with batons in the east-side. So spooky.

Dalvino gulps his saliva, wiping the sweaty temples. "He, Sir! He's got a shotgun and it's hidden in the toilet!" His face was sour, his breathing was even irregular. The officer was surprised when Dalvino pointed at Daniel.

"Seriously, Sir! He threatened me! He said if I report, then he did not hesitate to break and squash the contents in my head. He's gonna shoot me, sir! Save me!" Dalvino yelled, shaking the iron bars. Their holding cells became the center of attention for the prisoners in prison.

"The casino! What are you saying, heh?!" Daniel seriously gripped Daniel's collar. His face was red.

The officer cleared his throat, agreed to unlock the holding cell. Do not forget the baton that continues in the team.

"Rouse! You keep it in front! Jo, Ari, come with me and investigate into the toilet!" An officer gave instructions to his friend, who was immediately responded with a steady nod.

Three officers inching. You idiot! They really believe and do it. While the other one looked at the twins with a fierce face.

Daniel still did not understand, only frowning after receiving sign language from Dalvino.

"Yoh! Hit the warden!" Dalvino whispered loudly which of course was received clearly by the ears of the warden guarding in front of him

No need to be yelled at twice. If it's about hitting Daniel the jag. Daniel's nosedive hit the officer's jaw. Grabbing the baton and violently hitting it right behind the jailer's neck. The officer lost consciousness, weak as a piece of tissue in the cell of the prisoner. Fresh blood runs through the nose and mouth.

Hearing the commotion, another officer approached. Surprised by the sight before him. They now realize that they have been deceived. Likewise with Daniel, only got awareness after the hard blow was slammed into the jaw of one of the officers.

"WOII!!" One of the officers shouted. His pants were wet, he had a puddle in the toilet. "Your assholes!"

Neighbors of the cell scattering iron bars with loud laughter. Things are getting boisterous.

Daniel spanked. One against three is no problem. After all, only the prison cell officers suck. Not carrying a sharp gun or a gun, right?

Then the other three followed in unconsciousness. It was full of blood on the floor. Daniel grinned, stomping on one of the guys who kicked him in the back just now.

The sounds of exclamations and applause rang out loudly from the neighboring detention cell.

"Do you want to do them?" Daniel stopped stomping, turning to the deathly pale Dalvino.

"Law. I plan on wearing their clothes. Then we ran out in a patrol car outside." Dalvino clumsily replied.

"Ah, great. You're useful too. It is precisely Minah who needs our help, not us who need Minah's help."

Daniel roughly took off the uniform, nimble to wear it straight away.

"You wear it too!" Daniel threw a uniform at his brother. "Don't dumbass! Our time is limited before armed police officers move cells for us. Remember that! Pram don't mess around."

"Even if you complain about this incident to the police, then remember! I'll come with the muzzle of the weapon. Ah, no! With booms and tanks if necessary!" Daniel shouted to warn the prisoners of the cell while fixing the hat position. The prisoners laughed without caring.

"Give up, after all, this invincible Daniel is impossible to get caught by the police that easily. Y'all hear?".

Dalvino fixed the position of the hat, nimble to replace his sneakers with boots belonging to the warden.

Daniel breathed a sigh of relief, coming out of that disgusting holding cell.

"What time is it?" Dalvino looked at his wrist. "God! Ten minutes more armed men coming, Daniel! And there's no way they don't recognize our faces even though they're disguised as warden!" Dalvino suddenly exclaimed.

"How did you know?"

"Of course I know. We are temporary prisoners. On the charge of stealing the shares. According to them it was a major heist, and we deserve a criminal by the law prosecutor later."

Daniel nodded as if understanding.

"Slip doesn't have a cigarette? I think they got some in the drawer." Daniel ransacked the contents of the drawers on the guard table. Precisely what is found is only a few sheets of paper and stationery.

"God! Hurry up and call Aminah, and get the patrol car!" Dalvino panic.

"Yes, be patient. I'm looking for a phone. Ah, here it is!"

Time went on, only 5 minutes left and the nimble twins ran towards the office yard.

A patrol car with a police logo is neatly parked. Daniel wobbled around cramming the place, making sure no one knew.

Daniel steps on the accelerator, before Dalvino is ready to fix his seat. The car skated a lot splitting the deserted night.

"CHUCK!! I DON'T WANT TO DIE YET! I'M NOT MARRIED!" Dalvino yelled loudly. His hand gripped the car bench, closing his eyes.

"Whisper! You don't have to panic, you idiot. Now which lewan are we? I don't want to cross paths with that son of a bitch."

"When there is a crossroad we turn to the right. After that, go straight until you find the fork and turn left." Dalvino still won't open his eyes.

"Placement? You mean the one with the soto stall?"

"A-pa?"

"Soto warung. On the left side of the road is a soto shop! I think the crossroads are past." Daniel cried out loudly.

"YOU'RE CRAZY, DANIEL!! WHICH WAY, YOU?!" Dalvino opened his eyes, frantically staring at the street.

"I keep going straight."

"God! We're going the wrong way. Gravely. I don't want you to meet an armed officer. Keep the car running, quick!"

Daniel according.

"Geez, they're gonna find us soon!"

"Whisper! We're just gonna mendrama, all right?"

It was just a matter of time, and the car of the armed officers completely stopped. The driver waved his hand, gesturing to stop. Daniel according, gulped. If you have to fight a gun is another story.

"Loh, Rus, Ari. Uh, no. Rus, Jo's. 'Cok you guys here? Aren't there temporary prisoners?" A brimob commander took off his closed helmet, looking at the twins in wonder. The good news is that they still don't recognize the faces.

The twins kept their mouths shut. There was not a word out of his lips.

"Rouse? Jo's? Watch clock's not up, lo. Masa' wants to go home now?" Commander Brimob continues to urge.

"Woi! Hurry on!" Another officer screamed loudly at the sound of police car sirens. The brimob commander waved his hand.

Brimob commander folds his forehead, feeling something odd. The commander probed, wildly examining the twins.

"There's something weird. Show me your ID card, Rus, Jo!"

An identification? Daniel groped the warden's uniform pocket, looking around. Money, phone number, ballpoint pen. That's all I found. Holy hooch! Where's the identification card?

"Rouse?" The Brimob commander was astonished to see Daniel's behavior.

"Ah, I guess I forgot to bring it..." Uh! Wait for. Daniel's stuck. Wouldn't his voice sound different? Pimply. It could cost everyone if the Commander knew who Daniel really was.