ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 22.

Revi.

Well, princess, because you have made my life not calm anymore and make me look grumpy in completing my activities. I will make you pay every second of my sanity that is slowly lost due to your presence.

After school, the princess was seen sitting alone on a park bench. Once again my mind was seized by the man who was his girlfriend. But her boyfriend had been home since then when he was picked up by a woman carrying an APV car.

I banged my bike when I was right behind it. I wanted him to know where I was, just as soon as he turned his head and snorted in annoyance. Princesses

pulled out my motor key and hid it in his alma mater pocket.

I scrunched my forehead, what does it mean to try when he said. "Take it yourself if you can!" while covering the front of his body with a backpack.

Oh, my God, do I have to go through it myself. In that part!

As an unstable teenager, I was clearly challenged. Moreover, education*** I got from mommy. I know exactly what the grown man in that part is doing.

Without a second thought, I grinned at the jail and approached him. Princess swerved, she threw my motorcycle key on the grass and ranted. It's really ruining my imagination about the King's daughter.

How funny! Do I look annoying? Some of the women who approached me answered no. But for the princess, maybe I'm very, very annoying because my behavior is far from calm. But here I am, Revi Bramasta with all the charm that melts the hearts of girls of their age.

I took my motorcycle off because I had other plans, I wanted to go to his house as proof if I knew his house. But when I stopped in the middle of the gate, visible from the rearview mirror, sat a man who was in class with the princess. The same guy as this morning.

Now I wonder, whose real princess boyfriend? That one, or that APV picked up earlier. Confusing.

Arriving at home. Mommy is a singer who is busy with her music studio, while daddy is a doctor.

Of all the skills my parents inherited, I fell in love with sound art. I followed in the footsteps of mommy to become a singer. And, mommy is my vocal teacher.

I walked into the music studio, mommy puffed up and stopped her activities.

"Lunch boy first!" mommy.

"Revi wants to go, mom! So practice tonight, huh?" bidding me.

Mommy scrunched her forehead. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"You go to the princess' house" I replied.

Mommy grinned at the horse, as if astonished by my answer. "To the princess' house that means you want to go to the palace?" ask Mommy again to make sure. I nodded while taking off my shoes.

"You're okay, aren't you, Rev? Mommy's been a little worried about your behavior since this morning!" Mommy looks worried. "Do you need Daddy to check you out?"

"I'm so good, mom! Too good in fact. So Revi goes first. Want to say hello, mommy want to give extra pocket money?"

"Mommy transfers! Remember, you have to be polite. His house is not a random place." said mommy with a tone reminiscent. I nodded and quickly went to my room.

I chose my best shirt, but there were only flannels, t-shirts and jeans. That's all my clothes. I pulled the black suit and frowned, there was no way I could wear a day-night suit. My man has no intention of proposing to her. Be that as it may, I only wear the clothes I usually wear to travel.

I was wide-eyed, after the m-banking notification came into my phone. Mommy gave me this much money. If I could buy a ring to propose to the princess.

But Daddy said that if mommy likes to give more money, the money must be saved for the future to be calm. So I didn't even bring anything when I went to the princess's house at the back of the palace. The privacy section that tourists should not visit.

I got off the bike. Looking for where the house bell is. There ain't!

I walked with a huff in front of the gate. Just this time I found it difficult to meet someone.

Until someone wearing a kejawen ageman greets me.

I expressed my intentions, but dear, the high gate that became the protector of the princess house was not also opened.

"I'll call ndoro Dalilah's daughter first, please wait for a moment" said a middle-aged man.

I waited. Uneasily. Why this time is more complicated than usual. More deg-degan! Because what I came to was no ordinary family.

I choose to take the vapor and take a sip. Pretty, it kind of reduces my nervousness.

"You again!" I widened my eyes. That's princess's voice.

I looked up, and I did not greet him well. Princess was not happy. Told me to go to the palace reserved for tourists.

I just smiled sweetly, occasionally chiming in on her words casually. Seeing her who was upset even looked even more funny. And, the arrival of a man who became King in this kingdom was not realized by him.

He wondered long, wide, like a father to a son.

I'm excited, because I look like a bad boy who smokes casually in front of the princess.

I bowed respectfully to greet Kanjeng Sultan. Trying to secure yourself before actually interacting directly with a King.

Kanjeng Sultan looks friendly and friendly. Looking handsome and dashing, and friendly with my only daughter as I caught whatever they were doing.

Oh... How lucky to be the princess' boyfriend. And I'll be one of them. That's sure!

Princess took me to the pendopo, told me this-that, reminded me of this-that. I can only nod and be amazed and stunned to see his home which is a cultural heritage.

Of course, the cultural heritage must be protected, along with its contents. Including princess!

I was dumbstruck, thinking of all the boisterous things in my head. It's not easy being a princess friend. Moreover, being his girlfriend, I must be just like a foam that sticks, rubbed slowly and then disappeared.

Long wait. Two beautiful women of the same height. Walk hand in hand, smile and step gracefully. I'm getting stifling. The more mature beautiful woman must be the princess' mother.

He sat down near his embarrassed daughter.

"The Revi mas."

"Good day, Gusti Kanjeng Queen." I nodded, smiling clumsily.

"Just call 'Mother' like Ms. Lilah. Come on, drink the sweet tea. Made by Mbak Lilah herself mas Revi."

I nodded slowly. I got the princess lyrics at a glance, I caught a million objections from the look in her eyes. But a cup of tea that looks light brown and puffed the smoke was clearly proof that the princess considers me a friend, or just a rude guest. But the princess made it herself. No help from the waiter?

Why does the princess make my world sidetracked with all her behavior. Princess, it's only been a day, all about you sucking up all my energy.

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