"You closed all the workshops today. If someone opens it, you punish it and destroy it. Compensate them for a day's income."
"Yes sir"
Defandra immediately hung up the call. He looked for Dzi's whereabouts but failed. The girl he had been blocking his departure from was no longer by his side.
"Shit. She is like an eel. It's very hard to hold. But why does the boss like her so much? It's like there aren't any other girls in this world." Defandra cursed. He immediately started the car and when he saw Dzi's motorbike in front of him, he slowed down and followed behind him. Dzi, who already knew that all the workshops were closed, changed direction. She looked for an alternative way to get to her house quickly and safely.
"Dzi!"
A girl greeted her in awe when she saw Dzi parked her motorbike in front of her food stall. The girl just dumped the trash on the corner of the street.
"Sista. I . . . Can I come in for a moment or not?"
Amira who saw the face of the center of her sister immediately nodded and brought Dzi into the shop. They ignored the strange stares from the visitors who were eating at Amira's food stall.
"What is wrong? You seem scared?'
Dzi nodded. She didn't even know where to start."
"What happened? Tell me!"
Dizzy took a deep breath. She looked at Amir.
"I'm being chased by people, Mir."
"Who?"
"I have no idea. I don't know him. I've only seen him a few times but he's already scared me."
"What did you do wrong that you have to run scared like this?"
"I didn't do anything wrong. . . "
crack
A smack on the table in the foyer startled Dzi and Amira. They looked at each other.
"Where is the owner of this shop?"
"Dzi, you run through the back door. I will face that arrogant man." Dzi was stunned to hear Amira's order.
"No time to think, just go!"
Dz immediately nodded. She stepped into the kitchen and left Amira's stall in a hurry. She passed through the middle alley, a small alley that connected the Amira area and the highway.
At Amira's food stall, Defandra is conducting an inspection. He ordered his men to comb Amira's stall.
"Tell me where the owner of this stall is!" Defandra snapped at the visitors. Some of the employees at work were frozen in place.
"I."
Defandra looked at the hooded girl in front of him with a dazed look.
"How much guts do you have that you dare to fight me?"
"What do you mean, sir?"
"I know she's in this house. Search now,' Defandra ordered several men lined up in front of the shop.
"Stop!" all the men who had started to move immediately carried out Amira's orders. They felt there was a strange power from the command of the girl in front of them.
"What right do you have to search my house?"
"You do not know who I am?'
"Heh, there's no need for me to know you, right? Who do you think you are that everyone should know? You've walked into someone's house without permission and you're trampling on my pride here. If you are not afraid of me reporting to the authorities, then fear Allah. Because if I complain all your deeds to Him, Allah will surely hear and you will receive a cash reward in the world."
Defandra's heart trembled, but he who was used to being Khalid's assistant was able to cover his trembling. He immediately looked outside, saw Dzi's motorbike parked in the yard.
"Take the motorbike to the repair shop, then deliver it to her house."
"Yes sir." The guards carried out Defandra's orders quickly before Amira was able to dispel him.
"Hey, where do you want to take that motorbike? You're not afraid of Allah's punishment at all, are you? Return what is not yours and I will withdraw my complaint to Allah."
Defandra immediately left the restaurant without a word, making Amira's emotions even more peaked.
"Just because you're rich and you can just treat little people like us as you wish?"
Defandra looked at Amira, then immediately entered the car and left her.
In the car, Defandra smiled.
"I think Dzi's friend is more interesting. She is fierce but when she is angry she looks beautiful. Ah, God, forgive me for making her heart emotional. Please don't listen to her complaints to you, God. Do You know that I'm just joking and carrying out the king's mission? Please, God, don't punish me even though it's punishment in this world, let alone in the hereafter!"
Beep
Defandra's phone vibrated. He immediately put on his headset… and received the call.
"Yes sir."
"Did you piss her off today?"
"You have to, sir. Forgive me."
"You know how she is now?'
Defandra shook his head as if he was face to face with the king.
"She almost fainted in front of her house. I saw that she was exhausted and her face was pale as luck would have it that nothing happened so she could go home safely. If she does something wrong, you should be held responsible."
"My goodness, sir. I'm checking how determined she is."
"Do you believe that she is different from other women?"
": I . . .Yes sir. She's different stubborn and . . .'
"What are you saying?"
"She doesn't want to accept my help at all, sir. That's why I said stubbornly."
"You forced her. How could a decent woman accept the help of a foreign man for granted? If I were her, I would kill you right then and there."
"Ha ha ha, why is Master so angry?"
"Your game sucks, Defandra. I don't like my woman being exhausted and feeling threatened like before."
"If I am not threatened, Master, you don't know that she's a tough woman, right? uh, Sir, I'm sorry, I want to ask, do you know everything I did?"
"Of course."
"Does Master also know that I was hit by her earlier?"
"That's the most beautiful sight I've seen in my entire life, Fandra. This is the first time a woman has dared to go against you."
"Yes sir. She's great. But other women are more powerful than her."
"Not. I have absolutely no interest in Amira."
"Who is Amira?'
"Whose diner were you at?" Khalid asked back. Defandra nodded. He understood that Khalid had followed the whole game.
"Very well sir, I will be more careful in planning the next game to unmask Miss."
"What cover?"
"That she's a woman worth fighting for."
"I don't accept extreme games for women like Dzi, Fandra."
"Tomorrow I guarantee the game will be more fun, sir. The lord who will come to be Her Majesty the Queen's, savior."
"What game? Tell me!"
"Not here, sir. I don't want anyone to hear but only both of us."
"I await your further explanation. I don't accept anything extreme. You take care of her so she doesn't get sick and hurt. If it was you who caused her harm, I will punish you with a punishment that you can never imagine how I will make you miserable."
"Ha ha ha, my lord who dares to make Her Majesty the Queen suffer. I don't want to live in misery yet, sir. Calm down because I will stay alert and careful with the next game plan."
"It's good that you still know yourself. Now go back home and don't ever bother Amira. She's the Majesty's best friend."
"Yes sir. I am home."
Defandra turned off his phone. He put the headset on the dashboard and tried to turn his head, trying to get rid of the dizziness that started to attack him.
"You don't know how Amira is, sir. If you knew, I'm sure you would prefer her to Her Majesty Queen Dzi."