UNLIMITED COMBAT: THE WORLD BEHIND BORDERS 2
king of the city

Sintia really could not understand what was in the mind of her brother, bringing Davendra to meet their father, of course this is quite difficult to do.

Where the presence of Davendra itself is very foreign to Sintia, if not for the accident when he came and managed to give a chance to save himself.

Of course Sintia will not trouble herself with all the views of the surrounding community because she brings strangers, suspicious and indecent.

Upon Davendra's return from the wardrobe maker, it is now clear how the man looks after looking like a normal human being.

Even Sintia nodded her head as she felt she had a different look to now look at Davendra.

"Don't you look better in these clothes."

"But I feel uncomfortable."

"What makes you uncomfortable."

"Heat, there's no air that gives coolness behind my pants." Davendra replied and intended to release him.

As soon as Sintia held Davendra's hand firmly, the in-store shoppers were shocked at what the man was doing

"Don't just open your pants here, get used to it, because you'll be considered a stranger if you can't blend into a normal person."

"Hey, I was normal from the beginning."

"There's no normal person walking around town without clothes, you should know that."

"If being a normal person makes freedom go away, isn't that troublesome."

"Your brain is troublesome, better throw it away..." A long and heavy breath of Sintia's mouth...."I really want to know what standard you use to be normal."

"Curtain, fine."

"Why is my position like I'm forcing someone."

Out of the Sintia family-owned fabric store, the view of the people around Davendra was clearly changed, where now, after this foreign man uses decent clothes, they all so do not care.

The difference between one person and another becomes an inconvenience for anyone to see, but on the contrary, when they are the same, blend in the environment and follow the flow as it is, the gap is clearly felt.

Showing that they are afraid that a difference from one person will ruin their life. While everyone prefers not to care and take care of their own affairs, because they know that in the same group anyone is just a stranger.

It is quite complicated to describe the attitude of humans who assume that there is nothing important to them in that habitat.

But now it is not important for Davendra, or Sintia because their purpose is not to take care of other people's affairs, but the problem to face the head of the family of one of the most important people in the city of Batavia.

"I remind you once again not to say unnecessary things, and take care of your attitude." Strictly Sintia said as she stood outside the entrance gate to a residence of the fire tiger family.

"Who do you think I am ?."

"Don't be arrogant, I don't know you, and you still say who you are ? Huh ?."

Hearing Sintia's voice getting higher, there was also a feeling of annoyance as well as the desire to hit her, it looked creepy.

Davendra immediately looked down withered and muttered to himself..."Didn't I say my name is Davendra now."

"Test me what I'm really dealing with right now." Reply Sintia patted her forehead with a chaotic feeling.

The residence of the fire tiger family, this house owned by Sintia does look so magnificent, broad area plan, and, flower gardens and orchards line up neatly in each swath around the residence to be categorized in their respective types.

Apart from that, Sintia's presence upon entering the house, was greeted by the guards who bowed respectfully, even though the face full of questions was clearly visible from them, because the man beside Sintia was not anyone knew.

If Davendra had come and not been with Sintia, obviously the guards were already preparing to put their long spears in front of their heads.

"I just realized that this lady is a rich man." Davendra seemed foolish to understand the situation beforehand.

"It was not I who was rich, but my father and the previous leaders who made this family as one of the landlords in the city of Batavia." As if the look on Sintia's face shows that she is not once interested in all the wealth that her family has.

"There are certainly a lot of people who want this kind of wealth, but why don't you feel reluctant."

"Do you know ?."

"I'll try."

"Sup.... Wealth, property, status, position, and power are the benchmarks of life, but I feel I am given a heavy burden for the dignity of my family."

Somehow Davendra understood what Sintia said, a responsibility for this woman, a good name for the family, or so on, he felt burdened.

"At least miss doesn't have to worry about food shortages."

"I didn't expect you to think that wise." Surprised Sintia hears words from a man she never expected to speak with such a broad mind.

"I just lost my memory, but no fool, it's obviously different."

"Yes you may be right, but I feel like living in a mediocre family is much better." The more limp Sintia to answer Davendra's question.

"It turns out that the rich have their own problems too, what a strange miss life."

Forget the problems of life lived by Sintia, because Davendra himself has his own life that is not clear the direction of his goal, who he is, or why he lost his memory.

But Davendra was obviously grateful because at this time he did not have to bother thinking about shelter, clothing or food, because all was promised by Sintia for him to work in the family of fire tigers.

Even though he himself did not know what he could do while working, he felt uneasy because all of this was so foreign to do.

"Miss somehow I feel good to trouble you and this family."

"It's too late an*jing, if you don't feel good, you should start in the border prison from the beginning."

"I didn't have any other choice at the time."

"Think of that later, my brother wants to take you to dad, whether you want to hire you or not just listen to yourself."

Behind the big door made of wood is where Davendra met with Sintia's father, no matter what it will be, Askar just needs to be polite.

The middle-aged man who was sitting quietly on his chair, immediately turned his head towards the door, where there was no smile or greeting when he saw the syntax coming.

"Sintia, welcome." That's what the middle-aged man said.

"Mr Zenzou... Thank you for my respect." Reply Sintia.

Davendra felt uncomfortable seeing the attitude shown by Sintia... "Miss why are you so polite to your father."

"He's not my father, but he's the king of this city."