ASMARADANA CROWN PRINCESS

Chapters 37.

Dalilahs.

There was a time I was afraid of. Something I couldn't possibly avoid. I avoided it in a month. Without knowing the reason, I was afraid to meet Ayahanda. But I miss him. I miss the man who is my favorite place to tell stories.

I avoided it this week. Even though Mom said everything was fine. There was no tense situation for me inside the palace.

I looked in the mirror, in my eyes. There is still a heavy burden I hide. And, only Father would be the solution.

I stared at the three letters that Revi had given me. All these letters Om Nanang gave, except last week. My own mother gave it to me.

He said that Sunday night his mother met with Revi at the clothing store owned by om Nanang. Mother talked a lot about what was fun for them. Not for me because I don't belong there.

The smile on the corner of my lips slowly faded as the courtier called out to me.

"Yes, Mbok." I replied while keeping my precious papers.

"Gusti Kanjeng Sultan summoned ndoro princess to meet Gusti Kanjeng Sultan in the living room!" said the polite courtier to me.

I smiled, "Thank you Mbok. Thank you for respecting Lilah!"

"I'm happy to hear the complaints ndoro putri. Don't dawdle. It was enough to argue with Ayahanda. Come back, he misses his daughter."

Do you miss me? Sure enough? Ah... My father still looks scary to me. If we walk across, I only dare to lower my head. Nodding politely and then disappearing. So continue without a word that greets the friendly as usual.

"Good, Mbok. Lilah's going to the living room as soon as possible." I promise, "Is Mom there?" ask me to prepare how my heart will work.

"No. Ayahanda only with friends ndoro ayu." Abdialem smiled, bowed and then retreated his steps and disappeared from my room.

I frown, my friend? Baskara or Bimo? As soon as possible, I straightened my hair. I also tidied Revi's t-shirt that was bought in his shop Om Nanang.

I smiled wryly while wearing the lipstick that Mother had secretly bought me. I don't need to know, because it's a woman's business. My father just gave me enough money.

I smiled, smoothed out a peach blossom-colored lipstick that was almost the same color as my lips.

I paved the way to the family room. Last time there I got into a fight and it was like an incredible crime. Injuring an already wounded heart.

I kept looking down while praying. I hope it's a good day. I'm back home. A truly home. Father can be my friend again, I can be the Dalilah who is usually without this burden. But the important thing is that I can go to school again, meet Revi, my beloved.

I stopped, closed for a moment. One more step I arrived at the family room.

What's going to happen here. Which words did I choose to start this business.

One long breath before I step again, puffing. Stunned.

"Bimo.." I said without continuing my steps. I looked at him, he just smiled faintly.

A bimo? Why is he straying here. What happened to Ayahanda. I'm struggling with my own mind. His presence. It should be Revi. But why Bimo? Even I had forgotten about it, as if it was no longer important to me. It was as if he was just a friend who just greeted 'Hi.' then left.

"Sit my daughter!" My father smiled sweetly. Clap next to the chair near her.

I shrugged, still confused by the tense-looking presence of Bimo in front of Ayahanda.

"But why? Lilah is still in the law. Can't meet with outsiders." I said I was still glued to this place.

"Your sentence will end tomorrow morning. Now the first stage to return to the Father. Sit down." Ayahanda smile. His hand continued to pat the chair next to him.

I nodded, hesitantly walking over to Ayahanda.

"Okay Ayahanda. Thank you." I said slowly.

I sit down, down. Ayahanda stroked my hair, in front of Bimo! I suddenly felt.

Why father? Why like this. I'm just embarrassed.

"Ayahanda invites Bimo to be the one to look after you at school. Bimo became the courtier whom Father gave you the duty to take care of."

My eyes are perfectly rounded, "Lilah is not a child that Father should guard. Lilah too... Lilah also will not ask for kiss again to mas Revi. Lilah promised me that's what you're afraid of!" i said dusty. Really, what plan did Father present as long as I did not chat with him for one month.

"You're not good at promising Lilah, my little daughter." Father's voice was deep, full of affirmation.

I squeezed my hand. Piqued.

"What if Lilah refuses? Does Father still intend to make Bimo my guardian?" ask directly.

"Home schooling!" answer Ayahanda firmly.

I looked at Bimo directly. He bowed respectfully while smiling lightly.

"Paid how much the same father to take care of me? And why would you want to? Don't you have any other activities!" I said not accept.

Dad yelled at me, "It's not polite! Here's what Father feared. You're gonna have a hard time controlling your emotions out there!"

Argggh... I growled in annoyance and stood up, "Whatever the reason is. My father has curbed my freedom. My father never understood me. The father only thought about the integrity and power of the kingdom. One more thing, like Dad was never young! Colot daddy!"

Plaque.

I held my cheek. Ayahanda. Ayahanda. With heated cheeks and a small groan stuck in my throat. I looked at Ayahanda with tears pouring down.

"Lilah want to get out of here! Lilah wants to live in Australia! Let Ayahanda not be confused with the behavior! Let Lilah also not have to trouble Ayahanda!"

I ran out of the family room. So bad this problem. Why should anyone look after everywhere. Why should Bimo! Then how about Revi. Revi will definitely be suspicious because of the existence of Bimo who guards me. Revi would be uncomfortable. And my relationship with him must be in trouble again. Oh, Gusti's. Why dating is this drag. Why would... I really can't date at all.

I stopped at a park, where I would often sit with Revi if he visited her.

"Why-why..." I looked down with tears. It seems like home schooling is better than having to be taken care of Bimo. But it's the same that doesn't fix things. It's getting more complicated, 'cause I can't see Revi. Just this one month I was tormented in a passionate longing. Uh...

I was still as I pleased, slowly the clothes that Revi bought began to get wet because I used to clean my face and my snot.

Sorry Lilah, mas Revi. Lilah was only an amateur in love and there was no courage to refuse Ayahanda's orders. This one slap hurt me so much and I was so hurt by it. This is also a punishment for me. Again.

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