FLOWER WARS

Chapter 24. A Story Then.

Wirya got off his train in front of a drugstore. Before he entered the shop, he asked his coachman to wait.

The man, with a tense face, entered the building and found Asih standing guard in front of the display. The woman greeted Tumenggung Wirya warmly. He knew what the arrival of the man meant.

"Monggo, Mr. Wirya, please come in. Galuh's in his room."

Asih drove Tumenggung Wirya to the front of the wooden door with typical Jepara carvings. Then, it passed from in front of the man.

Tumenggung Wirya tidied his watch for a moment, then opened the door and stepped in. Inside the not-so-wide room, a female figure with coiled hair seemed to be making flower plants from tree branches and cloth.

"Mas Wirya, please sit." The woman who was none other than Galuh was commenting on her smile. He stopped his activities and prepared a chair for Tumenggung Wirya.

"Hmm," said Tumenggung Wirya arrogantly.

"Is there any important news? Or is there a new development?" Bu Galuh sat in front of Tumenggung Wirya, taking a distance of about two meters.

"Galuh, you are very presumptuous," said Tumenggung Wirya with a sharp eye piercing.

Ms. Galuh tried to hide her surprise. This man seemed to be unfriendly. Yes - although usually Tumenggung Wirya is not so friendly to him, but, this time Bu Galuh knows, the man is upset.

"Peccful? What's Mas Wirya mean?" asked Galuh with a soft voice. His shady face still looked calm.

"How dare you recruit Bunga as a member of Gerwa Mui?!" jikak Tumenggung Wirya with rustling teeth.

"Oh, that's what it looks like," chuckled Galuh. "Why not? Flower girl smart and tough. Gerwa Mui needs a girl like her."

"You can recruit any girl you want. But not my daughter!"

Bu Galuh stood up and walked closer to Tumenggung Wirya. "Mas Wirya is a fighter. It should instill the values of the struggle against the invaders in your descendants."

"Snick!" sergeant the man. "You did it to repay your heartache to me, didn't you, Galuh?"

Ma'am Galuh shook his hand while chuckling. "Why does Mas Wirya think I still have my heartache?"

Wirya smiled cynically. "Because I know what kind of woman you are, Galuh. You're a matriacal and feminist who doesn't know how to respect men."

Bu Galuh. His face that still left the beauty of the past, which usually looks shady, now turned ferocious.

"Never involve my daughter, Galuh. I warned you."

The woman shook her head. "Mas Wirya is willing that our movement is divided only because of personal affairs?"

"Flower my only daughter and I'll never let her in danger."

"Mas Wirya never changed apparently. Always underestimating the power of women. I know, Mas. Although Mas Wirya is not against Gerwa Mui, but has always looked down on us."

"I never look down on you guys. It's just my principle, women should be protected."

"We can protect ourselves. Kamk is able to take up arms like you guys!"

A story of the past has returned to the surface. Galuh and Wirya were once lovers. However, such a strong difference in principle caused the two to have to separate. Wirya eventually married Ratih, while Galuh continued his education at a nursing school in Bandoeng.

"I know Panjenengan, Tumenggung Wirya, a man who always acts as a hero, when in fact only wants to show a dominant attitude towards women. True patriarchal adherents," said Bu Galuh.

"I don't care about all your words, Galuh. I just came to warn you never to bother my daughter."

Ma'am Galuh pulled the corner of her lips. "It is better to ask yourself to the flower. He's willing to give up Gerwa Mui membership or not."

Tumenggung Wirya increasingly furious. He did not want to linger arguing with Miss Galuh. That woman can't give up. Like old times. The only way is to close their conversation with a threat. "I warned you, Galuh. If you heed, you will deal with me!"

Mrs Galuh chuckled. Always, if the man was unable to refute her anymore, he would end the debate with a threat.

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Ratih closed the door to the room Flower slowly. The princess was asleep in her sleep. Just a moment ago he spoke to the Flower from heart to heart. Although she agreed with her husband, but she still wanted to listen to the princess's grievances.

Now, the woman went into her own room, where Tumenggung Wirya was lying on his back on the couch while attaching one arm to the forehead.

"How was the conversation with Galuh, sir?" tanya Ratih while sitting on the edge of the cot. She knew her husband's past with her. And he doesn't feel jealous.

"I threatened him" replied Tumenggung Wirya with closed eyes.

"How's diancam, sir?"

"If he involves my daughter, he'll deal with me."

Ratih sighed. "Will it not cause division among the fighters?"

"will not. This is my business with Galuh personally."

"But, what kind of flower?"

Tumenggung Wirya turned towards his wife. "Have you spoken to him?"

Train nodded slowly. "The results remain the same. The boy was so firm in his stance."

"That Galuh has brainwashed Flowers!"

"But, what if that's what Bunga wants, sir?"

The man sniffed. "Know what the boy is with what he wants."

Ratih. She did not dare to argue with her husband anymore. For a long time, she was an obedient wife to her husband. If the husband has decided, then he will agree.

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