
By nightfall, Fadil and Sentia had woken up and cleaned themselves together in the bathroom, like a husband and wife, after bathing they were wearing clothes, after which they went down to the first floor.
Below, they were already awaited by beni and his subordinates.
''Did master Fadil and the princess want to leave.'' tanga beni while standing from his seat and followed by his other subordinates.
''Yes beni kak, please take care of this store as long as we come out yak kak.'' said Fadil asked beni to help guard his shop.
''Just leave it to us Mr. Fadil, oh well, mr. Fadil, earlier I got the news that tonight there is also an auction event in the city center, the princess also knows the auction place..'' beni said giving the information he got earlier.
''Okay brother, thank you brother, we go first.'' said Fadil then stepped out with sentia holding his arm.
They were escorted by Beni and the others to the sentia car.
Fadil opened the door for sentia like serving the princess, sentia just smiled sweetly got such treatment.
This time Fadil who carries a car, actually fadil is very adept at carrying a car, he said, because before working at the restaurant he was a wild racing jockey who was often held by children of the rich and fadil always asked to be a jockey of his car.
Their car was driving while defending the city center crowd that looks alive even at night.
''Do sen'er know where the auction house is located, gege think we will get a good item tonight.'' said fadil asking the direction of the auction place.
''Tau gege, because the auction house belongs to the parents of friends sen'er gege.''' clearly sentia while hugging Fadil's arm.
''Alright, show the way sen'er.'' said Fadil and embraced by sentia.
A dozen minutes passed, they had arrived at the auction house, after parking the car, they got down from the car and stepped towards the entrance of the auction house with a centia holding Fadil's arm spoiled.
Up to the entrance, they were stopped by officers asking for their identity.
Sentia gave a purple color card bearing the name of the auction house, CENTRAL AUCTION HOUSE, the attendant who saw the card immediately behaved respectfully, and held out his hand telling them to enter.
Up inside, they were directed by the maid to one of the vip rooms there.
''Please young master and young lady come inside.' said the waiter kindly telling them to come in.
He immediately sat down with the sentia sitting next to him while holding his arm spoiled.
Because the guests still have not come all, they only chat while kissing occasionally because the sentia has been addicted to kiss with faux.
After a few minutes, all the guests have come, they are rich people who are influential.
A woman dressed in tight clothes who showed her curves stepped onto the stage.
''Good night everyone, welcome to the central auction house, my name is Luci, I am the host of the auction tonight, please cooperate to keep playing safe here..'' luci said explaining and warning not to look for problems in the auction house.
''Alright, we will auction off 10 different items, five items are properties and five more items for the fighters, let's enter the first item.'' cried Luci while clapping three times.
It looks like a woman carrying a fairly long box, and put it on a table there.
Luci opened the box and saw a sword about 70 centimeters long with a rose petal-shaped handle.
''This is a rose sword, this sword we found in the ancient meal, the quality of this sword is very good, this sword is very suitable for use by women, for the first price is 10 million rupiahs, this sword is very good, for the increase is 1 million should not be less,, with this the auction begins.
Sentia who looked at the sword with sparkling eyes then looked at Fadil while blinking her eyes as she glazed over.
Fadil chuckled at the sentia like that, in fact he also intended to give the sword to sentia.
The price war began...
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