ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapter 33

Dalilahs.

Now, it's all happening. I just accept the consequences. Undergoing punishment, enjoying the solitude and displeasure of some people. I don't know what Revi's doing out there, I'm reluctant to pick things up.

I just know, he must be school, basketball practice, band, and whatever it was that I used to do before this. What's different now is just there's no me beside him. Whereas before me and Revi arguably being his angels.

I saw from the window, the sky was overcast, it seemed to describe my current mood. The universe is saddened by this incident. Sad to see Mother who some days not seen in the palace.

Where's Mother? Where's Ayahanda? Where's Revi? Does he feel something strange in him? Like I am in longing, restless, unsettled mixed into one. It was uncomfortable as if I wanted to be nauseous but I could bear it. So it's just tightness and bloating.

Hopefully he understands that I'm fine here and certainly loyal, if not. I'm resigned. Dating with Dalilah is difficult.

Sometimes I wonder why I didn't go home schooling before, so I don't know the outside world. But I also don't want to waste my youth just being on the palace walls, grateful I've fallen in love and enjoyed this moment of turmoil.

And to be sure, this incident will be a meaning in itself, making me better understand if the world is a little evil. I have to be more careful now, at least if you ask for a hug in the privacy room or if you're alone. Yeah, after I got out of this room of course.

I really never thought if today-kind bride, I've been pingit. Not allowed out of the room except sports activities, eating, washing clothes, and so on, which requires me to do my own needs.

I know that Ayahanda is angry because it's not just this matter. Ayahanda was also angry because yesterday after my mother and I cried together in the room, eyang still talked about the love story of Ayahanda and Mother.

Now that I'm disappointed in myself, part of me feels weak with the pressure of guilt and shame. Shame to meet with the father. What should I start with, the right sentence to take his heart again?

Life is full of surprises, and the surprises are in front of the window right now. Smiled sweetly while holding out an ice cream cone.

Om Nanang?

I hissed in annoyance, why should this weathered bachelor goosebumps when my heart was broken.

"Let's get taken. It's free Lilah, don't pay." Om Nanang shook his ice cream, giving a slight smile again.

"No, Lilah is full!" elakku. The ice cream looks good, it's pink like my favorite color. Revi also once bought him back from the band.

"Relatedly? Om Nanang buy for your sisters too. Make another nephew too. Here's yours! Let's eat." said Om Nanang with a pushy tone.

I looked out the window for a moment, wildly circulating my gaze. Lonely, no one is watching. But it's the same that Daddy would know.

I nodded and nodded, "No! I'm sure you're angrier if Lilah takes the gift."

Om Nanang shook his head, "Look easy, this is a gift from Om because he already has a lover!"

I opened my eyes, "Have a lover? Wh who? Lilah has never seen Om Nanang bring a lover into the palace!" manya curious.

"Eat the ice cream first! A new story." Force om Nanang while opening his ice cream and stick his hand out to me.

"Run eaten! Wait here."

I received the ice cream doubtfully, I saw Om Nanang smiling sweetly while leaning his head on the window sill. His eyes looked at me fixedly.

"Be ashamed of being seen!" I said then lowered my head.

"Haha... Go to your study table and finish the ice cream. If so, come here again. Tell me the answer."

This ice cream reminds me of Revi. What is he doing now? It's been a week I don't know how. Last heard his voice back then, my cell phone time has not been confiscated.

Even today I did not meet Bimo at the dance studio. If Bimo comes, I can find out and leave my diary containing my daily activities. Then exchange the news through the mail, and Bimo who became his courier.

My heart was suddenly worried again. This ice cream does not improve my mood, it makes me angry. Especially when I look. The weathered bujang was still there, smiling widely.

I had to get close to him. Wonder who her boyfriend is. Which girl is lucky to get that old virgin with the maximum good looks.

"Thank you" I said after standing behind the window. He would not look into his eyes. Om Nanang must have thought of me as Mother. Hiyya...

"Sama-sama, princess" she said in a soft voice.

I'm looking. Ish's... Nyebelin.

"Now who's Om Nanang's girlfriend?" I asked while smiling wryly.

"Nothing! Om's girlfriend is just in a delusion!" he replied with a big grin, "Joking... Om just wants to cheer you up. Bring snacks from your boyfriend. Last night he came to the clothing store, whining for help to deliver the snack to you."

Om Nanang handed him a bag of plastic containing many snacks.

"Is this really from Revi? If Ayahanda finds out, Revi and Om Nanang can be scolded again. Lilah was also punished again." I said worriedly, but did not cover up this happiness. This bag of food I hugged was like a Revi hug. Not warm, but fun.

"Yahanda will be Om's personal business if you are angry. Now Om just obey the young who lost their spirit!" he said with a witty smile, "Om can only help a little!"

I nodded steadily, "Lilah likes it. Thank you, Om."

Om Nanang smiled, then his face suddenly somber. He leaned against the window sill while folding his hands together.

"You did it when you were young like your mother. Brave, stubborn, doing whatever he wants to like. That's what makes you like your mom. But he is responsible for himself. He's been independent since he graduated High School."

I immediately gasped, "Tell me again about Mother Om." I asked as I put some food from Revi. That's his business later. Now it's his business how Mother's past. I should know.

"Your mother used to work only as an employee at a pulse store and become a washerman. You are not a responsible person, that is why your mother must pay off the debts left by your eyes at the rice manager at the gayam coral market. And, fate found your parents through the hands of the Queen Mother, your eyes. The process was so long and not easy until your mother became what she is today. So Lilah is beautiful..."

Om Nanang sighed before smiling sweetly, "If only Om could choose not to go and stay with your mother. You won't exist, Lilah. Your father and mother will not be together. Unless there's a fate line between your mother and your father that's so big. And, your presence makes the atmosphere calm again when there is a storm in the palace."

"Storm?" ask me with a curious tone.

"Storm with Kakung's eyes! Now the storm is back. Um.... Be a beautiful girl to yourself and your parents. Om was so begging, because Om wouldn't watch your mother keep crying in silence."

I nodded and forced a smile. Om Nanang left after ruffling my hair furiously, and the last word that intrigued me.

"There's a letter in that bag, read it! But sorry. I read it first!"

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