TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
HE'S BIG HEAD 1

"Are you ready?"

"Swear."

"In this ritual, I swear I did nothing, other than help Udelia restore her memory."

"No. Swear to look after my sons."

"I swear, all my life, they'll always be in good shade."

"alright. So I have to ascetic fifteen days here?"

"Yes. I channeled my energy first to my sister. Please."

Balaputra sat in the middle of the room and pointed to the place in front of him which was separated by a tray.

Balaputra made his promise to Udelia. They sat in a special room that had been conjured up in such a way.

Balaputra smile. He was happy and also angry at Udelia's decision. Glad to believe it but also not happy Udelia believes too much in strangers.

Balaputra. Udelia sat innocently opposite him. It seems he committed a crime, Udelia will not dwell.

"Sister is very easy to trust people," said Balaputra staring at Udelia's back. Udelia sat behind him. The balaputra will transfer energy through Udelia's back.

"Even though not everyone is as kind and honest as big brother" Balaputra added. Voice restrained. He was angry at Udelia's innocence. He wanted to subdue her.

"I don't have anything. Treasure, form, or position. My two sons are nothing compared to your thousands of soldiers and slaves, you have sworn an oath" Udelia said of her innocence.

Balaputra clenched his hands in front of his face. Too upset with Udelia's behavior. The woman was always inferior.

Don't you know how many people are talking about it in the back?

Balaputra. The woman did not care much about the rumors that circulated. If anyone sneers at it, it is responded to casually. Not angry at all. Except when I say.

"Sister, respect yourself. There are envious people who want to be like you and there are also those who are amazed by your attitude, as well as your success. Big brother is very shining when taking the trophy and when giving the trophy to the headmaster. Brother doesn't talk unless it's important. Everything you do is beautiful."

"Haha. Is that so?" Udelia. It turns out Balaputra is a fan of hers. Whatever his behavior, the man always adored him.

He's a big head.

"Please remember, brother." Balaputra began to give some of his energy.

Udelia closed her eyes when she felt a pair of hands clinging to her back. Balaputra said a few sentences, then a light appeared in the darkness of the eyes.

Memories emerged as a torrential stream of water, bringing comfort in Udelia's soul. It was like watching a flashback. There are no memories stacked and painful like the days before.

When he reached the end of his memory, Udelia opened her eyes. The room seemed to remain the same, only a different light illuminated.

"It's over?" tanya Balaputra was lighting a candle that coiled around Udelia.

"Yes. Have fifteen days passed? How's my sons?" ask Udelia.

Uhuk..

Balaputra coughs bloody and tight whack. The man dropped his body. Putting his head in Udelia's lap.

"Rabella??" call Udelia worried.

"Sister, I have not avenged the death of my mother and sister who were treated cruelly by Maja soldiers" said Balaputra limp.

Restore memories. One or two days is no problem. On the third day and the next Balaputra energy is like being sucked out. He ate various energy pills so that Udelia would not stop halfway.

The magic circle he made could not run if he did not give energy. Balaputra was with Udelia for fifteen days. Delaying the time of the attack on Bhumi Maja.

"Balap–"

"I want to rest for a while" Balaputra said before closing his eyes.

Udelia's hands were shaking. Balaputra's body seemed to droop in his lap. He attached a finger to each pulse point of the Balaputra.

No pulse there.

From the entrance a crowd of people sneaked in. Once they realized there were two residents, they immediately ambushed Udelia and Balaputra.

"Catch 'em!" shouted the soldier standing in front of Udelia and Balaputra who were closed in his lap.

"Don't touch me!" sentak Udelia brushed off the hand of the soldier who was trying to grab her.

They did not run out of sense, pulling rough hair Udelia until forced to stand up. Udelia grimaced sickly. His head feels dizzy. He stared at the Balaputra nanar that had fallen from his lap.

The sound of the meeting between the Balaputra body and the building floor sounded loud because of the roughness of Balaputra's body when it suddenly fell.

A soldier tied Udelia's arm. The woman clucked. He just finished his ritual. I have not been able to gather much energy. His body was still tired just running a marathon.

"He's dead" said a soldier who was grabbing Balaputra's hair and examining his airway.

Udelia glared at them. The group of soldiers were happy to grab hair!

"Bring it up" said a soldier.

"I can walk on my own. Release!" Udelia tried to jerk the soldier's hand on her body.

She was not a cheap woman that could be held just like that!

Udelia turned her gaze to the Balaputra's body which was dragged inhumanely.

Even if the mayor is guilty, they shouldn't treat Balaputra like a hunted animal!

Tied and dragged.

"Hold on," said Udelia.

"Stupid! He's dead!" A soldier who was carrying Udelia had the woman's head. He was sure that woman was a fool.

"Well, let's talk!" another soldier's lips.

"Damn. I can walk by myself!" Udelia moved her head when she was about to be pulled back.

Then Udelia jerked her tightly gripped shoulders. Udelia was forced to commit.

His eyes were blustery as a trembling sound rang out beside him. Balaputra was thrown to Udelia's side. The peaceful face showed no pain.

"Master Gotho, we found two people inside. The other one's dead."

"Bring to – release him!"

Gotho jumped off his horse. Struggled he approached the two prisoners and lightning-fast opened the rope of Udelia's hand.

Gotho, who once wanted to capture Udelia and memorize her characteristics, had obtained the decree to treat her as best as possible. Even the Maharaja said it should be as good as dealing with his women.

A very contrasting event like the one facing Gotho is common among the upper class.

Sometimes looking like a high-class prisoner, then another day ask to be found like a lost glass in the middle of the forest. Must be able to find it without stains and damaged.

There is the opposite. The beginning of the search, like a husband who wants to find his wife who runs away, must be treated gently without being constrained. Then in the next day ask to be arrested the same person, alive or dead.

"Sir..?"

Gotho stared at the soldier's prostration. Instantly his subordinates shrieked and lowered their heads.

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