"What are you doing here? Why do you visited my Father?"
"Father? Are you sure that Sultan is your Father? I don't think you deserve to be Sultan's daughter at all because you are more worthy of being a servant."
"You. Why did you . . . ."
"Amira, sit down! It's not polite to meet guests like that. Khalid is our relative. The son of my best friend from the Netherlands. Father and Mr. Kusuma Wardhana were roommates while studying at Van Amsterdam University. Mr. Kusuma Wardhana always gives help in any case to your father, Amira. When you are rude to his family, that's when you are also rude to Father." Amira pursed her lips and sat down while her gaze turned to Khalid who was smiling mockingly. Khalid was very happy that Amira lost to him.
"Khalid, this is the first daughter of the sultanate Adyaksa.'
"Amira is your daughter,Uncler? How come?"
