ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 21.

Revi.

My happiness started with my meeting with him. One morning, on the first day of school.

I met a woman. The woman who had shocked the school the previous day when I attended the coordination meeting of the orientation period of the new tenth graders.

As chairman of OSIS, I was quite curious how the real face of a child Sultan. 'THE REAL SULTAN' became my underclassman. Wow, since that night I couldn't sleep well.

Under the pretext of disturbing my sanity. I started to open the official website of Hadiningrat kingdom. I was looking for everything related to the girl who had a name and a title that was very long.

But I remember it, I remember it. The name of the crown princess is Raden Ayu Dalilah Sekar Kinasih Princess Adiguna Pangarep. Born in the late winter in Australia.

"Natural beauty." I murmured as I closely watched my laptop screen.

"Wedlock, kebaya, bun, where's the smile, what's school time tomorrow she's wearing a bun?" I smiled happily, "I can't wait." I closed my laptop screen and threw my body on a big mattress with sheets patterned Captain America.

***

By morning, I had been up from the beginning, not as usual because I definitely had to be woken up by mommy. I was so excited to go to school that I forgot my breakfast.

"Boy! Why breakfast first? Mommy made you some chocolate milk!" mommy screamed a little.

"ah! Mommy's! I'm in a hurry!" reply while tying the shoelaces.

"Boy! Drink first!"

Cih, Daddy uses follow-up everything. I really want to go out in school. Gathering members of OSIS and looking for the existence of the beautiful.

"Why, boy? Have you been curious about your classmate?"

Haha... Daddy's! I like that guess. I nodded and approached my parents at the dinner table.

"Who's boy? Which kid gets you up in the morning, don't you just not sleep?" guess mommy again.

"The son of Ngarso dalem Sultan Agung Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep, mom. His daughter became my younger brother!" answer me spirit 45.

Mommy and Daddy throw each other a glance, I don't know what they're talking about from the look in their eyes I don't care. I finished mommy's chocolate milk. It tastes like always, good.

"I go first mom, dad. Doain Rev can get acquainted with the princess."

I ran a little bit towards the motor sport that Daddy bought as a reward for my success as chairman of OSIS.

A few thoughts tickled my mind. At least fifteen minutes later, I arrived at the school.

I smiled wryly when I saw the 'princess' in front of the flagpole, chatting familiarly with the new students wearing the same alma mater as the princess. I concluded that they were both from the same Junior High School.

Suspicion of the princess if she already has a boyfriend is heightened when a different man with the same alma mater embraces her shoulders with affection.

Fix... So I have two main rivals to win his heart? That's not a big deal to me.

I walked into the OSIS room, threw my bag and took the file in the teacher's room. Some other OSIS members also came to help me.

"Have you seen the palace princess, Rev?" ask Vino curious.

"Room, Vin. How doyou think? In keeping with the image of a princess?"

"What do you do see the fairy tale princess cartoon, Rev!"

We both laughed and continued the ISOSAth activity. Until the bell rang, I had completed an impromptu meeting with the other members of OSIS.

My mind says, it's time to take a close look at princess Javanese.

But again I found him sitting next to the man who was embracing him earlier. Dominating a man is like telling the world he has it.

Is that so the gesture that a King's daughter has? I thought long enough. Attractively.

One by one the names I just mention without taste, but for the name of this Dalilah I call it with annoyance. My delusion is gone, she has a boyfriend!

"I'm in school here, as a student, so don't hesitate to be friends with me!" princess said cheerfully.

What the hell is this, so he opened a friendship vacancy easily. Soon a bright idea ran through my mind.

Just look at the princess, as fast as lightning we will get acquainted and become friends as you offer.

***

The school canteen is the best place to relax. From the corner of the canteen, I could see all the new faces that filled this old school.

A familiar face to me, a face that messed up my Sunday night, was seen in front of Mr. Narji's meatball stall. Does it look alone? How shiny? A daughter of the King himself, without a man to look after her since she entered this school? Where's she?

Soon I got up and went to him full of interest.

He looked intimidated, but he was indifferent as he stood carrying a bowl of meatballs. No drinks! Oh, my God, isn't he thirsty? Princess brought water from home.

Soon I approached her intending to offer her some mineral water. But! The initial impression that I considered slalu to be the image of a calm and meek Javanese noblewoman vanished just like that as she poked me with nyolot sentences and fierce eyes.

I frowned, is this princess in the stage of fortifying herself from the men! Is this princess keeping her boyfriend feeling.

But why is her boyfriend insensitive? I whipped the meatball she was carrying, maybe it was hot and her hands should not be overheated. But I'm hungry, so soon I have one meatball. He might not mind.

But I was wrong, he was angry! He wipes the bowl of meatballs that I deliberately bring so that his hands do not overheat.

"If laper buys it himself! I don't have any money!"

What else is this fact, he mocked me? Obviously enough money to invite him to eat meatballs sampling keblinger-blinger. I took out my wallet, showed it that I had money. With her nyolot the princess said, "Exhibit!"

He turned around, shaking his hair. The hair that is slalu-covered looks smooth. Unknowingly my hand stretched out to touch her, but her quick movements, made it seem as if it was pulling her.

He turned back, his face irritated. I held back a smile as the other students laughed as the princess pulled my hand and handed her bowl of meatballs. He grumbled and walked out from before me in annoyance.

I'm stunned, but this meatball is redundant if thrown away. As a result I choose to spend it, after which I will look for it. He must be hungry and misunderstood, so sad. The start of a bad introduction actually seemed ironic.

***

I looked up his name from a list of new students' classes that were pasted on the school's announcement wall. He was in the top class even though he wasn't in the first class, so he was smart enough? Attractively.

I peeked into his classroom for a moment, and saw the man who said hello in front of the flagpole this morning. So princess one class with him. Kinda sucks.

When I turned around, he came with the man who had accompanied him since.

I returned the money and left. Sounds vague, the young man calmed the princess. Is this the friendship between men and women? Obviously one of them is playing a loving role, and I hope not the princess who likes it.

...Happy reading. ...