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51. Rangkuti

In the evening when Sarah's soldiers were on guard talking to each other, suddenly they were surprised by the presence of a village man who asked them to deliver to Sarah and said that he wanted to be a student of this very evil woman.

Sarif, who was in charge of the night watch looked the man up and down, trying to convince himself that the man was worthy of being a soldier. Several times he tried to analyze the possibility of the man being accepted as the student of the most evil person number 1 in the Sultanate of Alexandria.

“You want to become Madam Sarah's disciple? What is not wrong? On what basis did you apply to be his student? Do you know the conditions for becoming a madam's disciple?”

The man shook his head. He really didn't understand that there were special requirements to be a soldier in Sarah's palace. So far what he had heard, as long as there was an intention to be part of Sarah's palace, anyone could volunteer.

“Tell me the terms, sir. I will qualify myself to fulfill these conditions as long as I am truly accepted as a part of you.”

Sarif looked around where his friends were watching his interactions with the newcomers at his location.

"Tell me what's your name? From your name I will know how qualified you are so we can decide whether you are worthy before Madam or enough in front of us."

"Rangkuti, my name is Rangkuti, sir. My father said the name Rangkuti was the name of a soldier in a kingdom who had loyalty to the king and was loved by the king and his family so that name was pinned to me so that I had the same attitude as the original owner."

Syarif nodded his head then he tried to buy time so Rangkuti wouldn't ask him to bring it before Sarah. However, for Syarif, the arrival of Rangkuti was a threat. He knew Rangkuti had a very beautiful posture that would surely attract Sarah to accept him as a disciple in the palace. This made him worried because he was sure Sarah would get rid of him from the palace which he had made as a second home after his family's house.

“Then what made you think of becoming a disciple of Madam Sarah? Becoming a soldier must have Rangkuti's special requirements. You have to fulfill that requirement. Being a warrior, Mrs. Sarah is not an easy person because she will be faced with champions who try to conquer her power. Therefore, before you face the madam directly, I will teach you something that might be a provision for you to be accepted as a student madam."

“Thank you if the Master is willing to teach me. Tell me what can I do to be accepted here as Master?"

Syarief, who from the beginning saw Rangkuti with a very perfect figure physically, then approached him and looked at the young man's face with sharp eyes. His hands clenched into fists then without any warning at all, he pointed at Rangkuti's stomach so that the young man fell on the ground. All the rules that witnessed the incident burst out laughing. They were very happy because the top could only bring down the young man who had just entered Sarah's palace. The white man who received the uncomfortable treatment from Sarif tried to get up. He felt very sick to his stomach. Several times he stroked the scars a day made Syarief and his soldiers laugh even more.

"Hahaha, is that your only ability? Why do you dare to enter this palace with that ability? Do you think we can be fooled just like that? Madam Sarah needs strong soldiers when you look so weak and even defenseless against me. How can I confront Madam with such conditions? Now give up your dream and return home. Go back to your mother's arms and don't even think about devoting yourself here because your energy is completely unnecessary."

"But Sir, my mother really wanted me to be a soldier for Mrs. Sarah. My family is really in dire need of money and that is all that can make them have a better life than our neighbors who always insult us."

“What do you mean by a decent life? Did you come here just to make money? Don't even think about making money here because only we can get it. I will never allow you to take my position as a commander here."

Rangkuti was silent then he tried to drop himself and hugged Syarif's feet, trying to seduce the man who was the second person in Sarah's palace.

“Please grant my request, sir. I absolutely can't bear to see my family's deprived condition. My energy is no longer used anywhere and I hope to be accepted here as a student. If you are not willing to accept me then where else will I go? My mother and sister and father have been powerless to find a decent living around me because we are really poor."

"Not. I highly don't recommend that  Madam is the most powerful person in this empire. How could he possibly get a weak warrior like you? It's possible that the Madam's power will be reduced and her authority will be completely pawned."

Rangkuti continued to plead with Sarif to grant his request. Several times Sharif's feet kicked his body but he did not back down.

"That's enough. I'm too sick of seeing your attitude that seduces me like a woman. I told you that you are completely unqualified to be a soldier of Mrs Sarah so that I will not confront you at all with her. It's late and I'm sure the madam is resting. I couldn't have bothered him. You can go home now and come tomorrow morning."

Rangkuti shook his head in frustration. He sat on the floor opposite Sarif while keeping his head down begging the head of security to grant his request right now.

"If I have to come tomorrow morning, then where should I remember Master? I don't have the money to rent an inn. Let alone renting an inn for our daily meals, we lack."

"All right, sir. We just accept him and make him a subordinate of the Lord who can be ordered to do our job. That would be a lot of fun for sure.” Whispered one of the soldiers into Sarif's ear, making the man smile and nod his head steadily.

Syarif tried to reach out his hand to take Rangkuti's body from his feet. He looked at the village man and took him away from the soldiers. Private Syarif brought Rangkuti to sit on a bench under a sapodilla tree in the corner of the park. He stroked Rangkuti's back gently, making Rangkuti curious about what Sarah's head of palace security would do.

"I will confront him if you pass the test."

"Test Master? What trials do I have to face to become a part of this palace?"

Sarif tried to get closer to the white body and whispered something in the man's ear. Rangkuti nodded his head then he pondered for a moment. After a moment of thought, he finally reached out to shake Sarif's hand.

"I will, sir. If indeed it can make me a part of this palace. I will sincerely do it.”

"Is that true? You didn't lie to me? Do you know who I am? I am a soldier and head of security at Mrs Sarah's palace. As a commander in chief, I'm not a random person. You should really think of me as someone you value and respect. All my wishes are right, that means you have to obey 100% without exception. How? Are you up to it?"

Rangkuti nodded his head firmly. Sarif, who had memorized the behavior of many people, did not immediately believe it. Nevertheless he still nodded his head trying to accept Rangkuti with Conditions.

"Okay. I will accept you on one condition.”

"What conditions, sir?"

Syarif thought about what if Rangkuti couldn't do it, he would be in trouble."

“You can be a very loyal subordinate to me. Just one time you make a mistake, then at that moment you have to get out of here. I'll be keeping an eye on your movements and assessing all your activities so I can consider whether you deserve to be confronted by him or should be kicked out of here."