Zena: The Last Fight
Bickering

"Who?" Chendrik's voice asked sounded cold.

"What is who?" Zena snorted, her two eyebrows knitted perfectly at a loss staring at the headquarters leader sitting beside her.

"The man."

"Male? That young man? Are you deaf to the point of not being able to hear our conversation? He's Uncle Okk's son," hardik Zena's upset. Why repeat what he already knows.

However, Chendrik has felt close to him because it should know anyone who has ever been close to the girl.

"Come on, just tell me who Uncle Okk is?" Chendrik started to sue.

"What do you care? Why should I tell you?" Zena grumbling. He folded his hands on his stomach staring at the man beside him.

"Because I need to know anyone who's ever been close to you and what's his status?" candid Chendrik.

Zena frowned disliking.

"Who are you supposed to know who's close to me? My papa? My sister? My uncle?" Zena did not lose to explode.

They were unconscious, the two people sitting behind were already trembling in fear. Many times the hands of both of them rub the sweat that is not allowed to fall to cause a sound that will interfere with the course of the fight even to breathe they hold it.

"Come on, just tell me who Uncle Okk is? Why is it so hard for you?" Chendrik knit his eyebrows.

Zena did not understand the man's attitude that morning. Why did he have to say everything? Is it important to report headquarters? Sillier.

"You want to know who Uncle Okk is? She's my lover" replied Zena. He smiled as if Chendrik was in disbelief until he lost focus and almost crashed if the man who was driving did not slam the steering wheel to the left.

Zena's head hit the car door, as well as the two men in the back. To complain, they are reluctant because they are afraid to disturb the emotions of the leader. Both grimaced without a sound.

"You're crazy! Do you want to make me wretch?" hardik Zena sat back down.

Chendrik took a short breath, impressed with the hunt. His skin was red, smoke was poking out of his crown and ear hole.

"I will kill every man who is your lover!" Chendrik's eyes glittering.

"Don't dream! Before you do that you will face me!" Zena defiantly emitted a killing intent that choked the two people behind them.

Both throats felt choked, gulping saliva was painful. The chest cavity narrowed, their faces pale and almost dead pinched.

They looked at each other, a flash of fire licking from the iris of both. Really scary. If until they get married, then there is a problem, then the Chendrik mansion will become a battlefield for both. Just like in the movie Mr. Mrs And. Smith, played by Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt.

The two shuddered in horror at imagining that until it happened. The quarrel of a husband and wife is another story, will not be the same as other couples who will only clash their mouths. At most the stuff in the kitchen is broken and messy.

Imagine the two of them fighting weapons, fighting samurai, with a high level of selfishness. What a terrible thing.

Chendrik weakens emotions, lowers ego, he looks down and takes a deep breath. The man again raised his gaze, clashing with a tensed bead before him.

"Come, Zena. Don't make me burn jealous and you want me to die of curiosity?" said Chendrik loosening the veins on his neck.

"Who cares whether you die or not!" zena's circus while whining. He held a smile until he made his skin red.

Chendrik complained, the deeper he looked down. No longer demanding, he turned to face the steering wheel and then run his car again.

The two soldiers behind them sighed in relief. They can breathe normally now. It is no longer as stressful as it was. Luckily it does not dissolve, if it continues they will faint because of it.

Zena glanced at the silent Chendrik of a thousand languages. Mengulum smile.

"alright. Uncle Okk is a fisherman from the island of Laes-"

The tension back present shrunk the guts of the two of them.

"Of course you should care because he's the one who's most instrumental in saving your son!" clearly Zena while looking at Chendrik's reaction.

The man was silent for a moment, his body reacted. The two soldiers behind them looked at each other. This is another story.

"How is it possible? Didn't you save Cheo?" chendrik asked without looking at Zena who was smiling faintly.

Zena let out a sigh, she dropped her back on the backrest, closing her tired eyes.

"It's me, but without Uncle Okk I probably wouldn't have been able to get him out of town by then. You know, a group of people chased us with guns, and Uncle Okk took me across until we hid in the fog. He was the one who saved us the most, Chendrik. You should have rewarded him with the welfare of his family's life. I haven't seen him in a long time" Zena said, still with her eyes closed, enjoying her downtime.

Chendrik was speechless, he glanced at Zena. Not only was the girl tough, but she also took the high risk of saving the red baby that a stranger had handed her. Imagine him having to run away from the pursuit of criminals, while his age at that time was only thirteen years.

The harshness of Zena's life, but she never even complained.

"alright. If all the problems are over, let me visit him, "Chendrik said weakened.

Zena simply raised her thumb without opening her voice as well as her eyelids. Even at the mansion, he no longer spoke.

"Where have you been?"

"Rohrrr!"

Zena and Chendrik's steps came to a halt, as did their two soldiers as Cheo and Tigris braved in front of the mansion. Zena smiled warmly, she continued her steps towards Cheo. Lifting the body of the ten-year-old boy and placing it on the back of the Tigris.

They walked under the eyes of three men who were still staring near the body of the car.

"Sister attended the meeting at the parliament building. You can't come because there you can't physically fight, '" Zena said as she led the two of them into the back mansion.

Cheo raised his face, the girl turned her head and nodded slowly.

The morning has come to replace the night. Presents economic writhing in the densely populated city. That morning Zena was back in her uniform, after a day off due to a villa fire incident behind a rubber garden yesterday.

Coincidentally too, Sebastian returned to the Chendrik mansion to report. Zena entered the dining room and sat quietly.

"Zena, how are you? I heard you attacked without bringing in troops?" greet Sebastian kindly. He had already finished half his breakfast, but deliberately slowed down due to Zena's presence.

Hearing the words of his youngest son, the sharp-mouthed mother was silent. His hands trembled as he fed the rice spoon into his mouth.

"Not really, Chendrik and the troops came when all was done" said Zena calmly. He started his meal. Sebastian smiled when he saw his brother's face flushed in embarrassment.

They ate quietly, without a word uttered until the plates were empty. Only Sebastian is occasionally caught stealing glances at Zena.

"Ah, Zena ... You're not asking for pocket money? I've prepared it" Sebastian chirped as Zena's leg was about to step out of the room.

The girl looked over, shaking without a smile.

"There is still," he said, continuing the walk that Cheo followed.

Chendrik chuckled amusedly to find his sullen-faced sister.

"You guys fighting over that girl? Like nothing else." Mom put down the spoon, hurried to leave the room.

Who cares? They are fighting for Zena's heart.