CONFINEMENT

CH 137 - RINAI RAINS AT THE END OF THE DROUGHT

"How's it going, Ning?" ask a middle-aged man to a girl who just came out of a room.

"It's still like before, Dad."

"Bli still does not remember everything, he also did not want to touch the food I brought when I was bribed." replied the girl with a mature sapodilla skin with a lethargic face, and, a tray of food still intact is seen in his hand.

"The love of the child, at such a young age, has borne a heavy burden."

"The series of events in nature seemed to be changing incessantly." the middle-aged man murmured inwardly after hearing the girl's reply.

"Yes, you're back."

"The father will meet Father Rishi, there is something to tell him" the old man told his grandson, he is Gus Aji Son of Narayana and the girl he was talking to was his only granddaughter Ida Ayu Ketut Setyowati.

"Well, I happen to also meet Raya and Sekar" said the girl passed from before Gus Aji Putra.

The atmosphere of Griya Manuaba banjar Galuh looks quiet, Pasraman which is at the top of the hill looks beautiful. Almost three full moons since the incident of confinement in the old house by the Red Garuda horde at the border of the city of Negeri Pantai passed, the breeze of an afternoon that feels cold indicates the season will soon change.

A pair of eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the room, a skinny body wrapped in skin with the condition of both legs wrapped in Kluping expressionless coconut palms lying on a bamboo bed with pandan mats, pawning, all over his body there are scars incisions that began to dry and on his head wrapped in a cloth coil.

The man lying down was Muhibbin, his body condition was very concerning. Since he died, the young man who was saved by Gus Aji Putra and Arsana from captivity by Habsari and her horde as if the undead, not a word ejected from his mouth, his gaze was expressionless blank but at the end of his eyes occasionally a stream of water flowed without realizing it.

Gus Aji Putra passed to the residence of Resi Giri Waja, while Dayu Ketut stepped into the resting place of Sekar Dan Raya Suci which since the liberation of Muhibbin was in Griya Manuaba to care for his brother.

The door was knocked from the outside and from inside the room a voice was heard greeting,

"Come in, Son."

"I didn't lock the door." said the voice back.

An old man dressed in all white with his hair curled up was facing an altar, smelling the burning agarwood scent on the rustic stanggis throughout the room, two pots decorated with tulation flowers on the left right.

"Close to here, Son." asked the old man while turning his body towards the man who was still standing in front of the door that began to open.

Slowly the man who was none other than Gus Aji Putra approached towards the old man in white clothes.

"I'm sorry if my arrival disrupts you, brother." said Gus Aji Putra to the old man in front of him who is none other than the Resi Giri Waja owner Griya Manuaba.

"No need to worry, you're my only sister."

"Come here, sit down near me." said the old man softly, his shady face with a smile embedded in the presence of his sister.

"What is the state of the youth of that structure at this time, Son?" ask the Rishi to Gus Aji Putra.

Before answering, the middle-aged man was sitting cross-legged in front of the brother who was seen opening a wooden box and grazing betel nut inside.

"No change, brother."

"I keep trying to cure him."

"Now the wounds on his body have begun to dry up, only the healing of his broken leg bones I still handle."

"The young man has since realized from his stings as if he did not recognize the people around him both his sister and nephew" replied Gus Aji Putra to the Resi.

"Yes .. is not easy."

"Treating physical wounds we may be able to with various potions but the inner wounds are very difficult."

"Only the attention of those closest to him can help." added Gus Aji son back.

The Resi was seen nodding his head and his gaze glared at the open window of the room.

"Then how the affairs with the government of the Coast Country, is there any development, Putra?" rishi Giri Waja asked his sister.

Gus Aji Putra was seen sighing while shaking his head.

"Yes as we know it, brother."

"The government of the Coast Country and the Emerald kingdom seems not to dwell if it intersects with the Garuda Gold dynasty."

"The law seems blunt and they can control it."

"When the incident happened to me first, the guilty can be free while the victim was even hit by problems." replied Gus Aji Putra lirih.

"When this country will change."

"The commoners seem destined to be the fall of the rulers." concluded Gus Aji Putra back.

Stroking his elongated white beard, Resi Giri Waja said,

"Kaliyuga." said the Resi singkati.

Both of them were silent for a moment with their respective minds.

***

"That kid is so insolent!"

"Always make trouble."

"If this is to be put where my face would meet the mulya, your king of the Emerald Kingdom "

"It is fortunate that there is still Kusumo in place of Timoti to be governor in this country and act quickly to close the case."

"If not, our family will be exposed to the sap even though it bears the big name of the Harsuto breed." exclaimed the old man who was none other than Mr. Bendowo to the wife.

The heir to the Garuda Gold dynasty was visibly inflamed by the actions of his eldest daughter Habsari.

"The fire's not over thought, Mi."

"What does Habsari really want?"

"What's lacking all this time, I gave everything to that kid?"

"It's still lucky that he's under house arrest and not punished with everything he's done, if all this comes to light and the mulya knows it, our family's big name won't be able to help him." let the man come back.

"Come, Pi."

"Mami is getting more and more confused with Habsari's attitude."

"Habsari who knew a sweet child was attentive to her younger siblings and very respectful to her parents."

"The child has not the slightest cruel disposition and is very generous to everyone."

"But everything has changed" said Madam Warika softly as she wiped her tears.

Mr. Bendowo was only speechless to hear his wife's words, on his face still implied anger seeing everything caused by his eldest daughter.

"All Papi do for the sake of good name and the continuity of the Garuda Gold dynasty, Mi."

"If he had nothing to do with the rebellious boy, maybe Papi wouldn't have sent him to the land of the Wind" Bendowo told his wife.

"Yes, Papi shouldn't have done that!"

"Habsari had nothing to do with it."

"Previously we did not think that Angga's parents were part of a group of movements that would overthrow Father Harsuto's rule."

"Papi should have been able to distinguish between politics and family relations" said Madam Warika with a little raise her voice.

Pour Bendowo turned her face towards madam Warika.

"So Mami now blames Papi?" exclaimed Mr. Bendowo stared intently at the wife.

" What Mami forgot, all that Papi did for the authority of this dynasty!" concluded mr. Bendowo sharp.

"It's ... enough!"

"Yes, I was wrong!"

"Put all this family shit on me!"

"Whatever I do is no good in Papi's eyes!" a voice cuts through the debate between Mr. Bendowo and Mrs Warika.

A woman came out of the room not far from the living room.

"Take your talk, Habsari!" exclaimed Mr. Bendowo as he turned towards his eldest daughter who had just exited the room. Highlight the old man's eyes seemed to want to swallow the body figure that was now standing before him.

"It's true, I'm just being the culprit in this family!"

"But remember, I won't accept all the treatment Papi's been doing to me all this time."

"I've sacrificed a lot for this breed!" habsari said in a fiery manner.

"Bad!"

"The child does not know himself!" pekik mister Bendowo stood up and a slap floated into Habsari's face.

"Papi ... enough!"

"Stop, Pi!" madam Warika shouted seeing her husband's anger at her eldest daughter.

"Leave it, Mi!"

"Let papi be satisfied with what he has inflicted on me."

"If you have to, kill me!" shouted Habsari while teary-eyed.

Hearing his son's reply, Mr. Bendowo's anger was not even more so. The old man raised his hand back but Madam Warika held him back while crying.

"Enough, Pi .. enough!" exclaim the old woman.

"What are the less problems that arise in this family!"

"What papi forgot, however Habsari is our flesh and blood!" mrs Warika calmed the husband.

"Habsari, now you're in the room!" stick to the princess.

With an annoyed grunt, Habsari obeyed the mother's orders, the woman stepped into the room and the door was closed.

"Children don't know themselves .. troublemakers!"

"You're acting like a Blandong who doesn't know the rules!" sir Bendowo shouted to see the princess slamming the door hard.

From inside the room, Habsari shouted back to his father, saying,

"Yes! I am Blandong!"

"But not as bad as Papi!"

"Don't think I don't know the depravity that Papi's been doing all this time!" reply Habsari from the room.

"Bad!"

"So your word, son doesn't know it's lucky!"

Reply Mr. Bendowo back after getting the reaction of his eldest daughter's resistance, the old man's face flushed red with anger.

Mrs Warika looked surprised after hearing Habsari's words,

"What does Habsari mean, Pi!"

"Did Papi cover something up on Mami?" ask Madam Warika while crying tears.

Mr. Bendowo sat silent and ignored the wife's question.

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