Get Down From Khayangan
Asa
The ladies watched Faga's banging on the door of the room. Until the door was opened due to a strong internal energy slam.
Dubragh
Faga ran closer to the goddess, his arms open swinging to her face. Quickly evasive, the goddess's feet kicked her buttocks. His half-brother's body fell down until his forehead hit the end of the table.
“Arghh, pain!” Faga grimaced wiping his wounds with his hands.
“I'm bleeding! Mom!” jeremy Faga left him.
A few minutes later
The sound of horse legs stopped at the residence of the lord Zafran, Meran welcomed the arrival of her husband with her two children. Putting on a seductive face with a smile, the two children from the second wife of Zafran covered all their evil behavior on Bening. Her first daughter Opila wrapped both her legs in bandages. He was wearing a stick, walking limped closer to him.
“Dad, thank goodness you came home.”
“What happened to you?” ask mr. Zafran.
He helped Opila walk into the house. The view turned to look at Faga's head in bandages.
“Why did you guys get hurt like that?”
”Bening has done it all. I just wanted to advise her not to argue with mom's words. Hikss” the raucous voice of Meran forced out false tears. He put his head on his shoulder.
“I can't believe Bening can do all this. But seeing everything makes me not want to forgive the boy” said Mr. Zafran glared.
He just came home from duty outside the city, new problems arise on behalf of Bening. He thought because he had lived long in his birth mother Renja so that his nature changed drastically and hurt the two stepsisters.
Without resting for a moment, Mr. Zafran looked for Bening in every room. They met near the Lotus flower pavilion. He had an angry face, but the sharp look of Princess Yumna saw the strange old man before him preparing to cast a word that broke every evil from his jealous mother and stepbrother.
“Who is he? The shape of the face is somewhat similar to the body of this woman” muttered the goddess.
Behind him stood his stepmother and two half-sisters. They smile.
“Bening, why would you hurt your two brothers? Is this your reward for their kindness in keeping you as long as dad's gone?” snapped blaring.
It had been two years since he left trading after his mother's departure. He took his second wife and two stepchildren to make a living in hell. During this time Bening never put up a fight over the treatment of his mother and stepbrother. But the round of the world has changed his life.
“Bening why are you just quiet? Quickly apologize to them!” said Mr. Zafran withstood the blow.
“So this is the game of life and the cruelty of the three of them, well I will show them who Bening who is now” muttered the goddess holding his head.
“Sorry sir, the situation of the third lady is not good. Forgive all his mistakes sir.”
The oldest servant who was most concerned for Bening, he was very concerned to see him always grim face after the death of his mother and was always oppressed by his stepmother and stepbrother.
“What? Even an amnesiac does not deserve to be cruel to one's own brother. Quickly apologize!”
“Dad, I'm sorry for neglecting the task of washing clothes in the river. So that the two brothers slipped on the rocks because I accidentally held their bodies when I was about to fall” softly the voice of the hoarse princess crying prostrate.
“What does all this mean? You three, is it true what Bening said?” zafran asked very annoyed.
“Dad, how could I be a dissident child? You have taken great pains to take care of me after the departure of mother.”
The goddess hugged the lady-in-waiting Kun who was beside her.
The goddess showed both her rough and scarred palms, she also removed the bandage that was still wrapped in her arms.
“Dad, look at all my wounds. Hiks, hiks.”
“Basic of a crafty little boy!” little voice of Meran.
“My husband, I can't do that to Bening. He's been lying to cover up his mistakes." Meran pulled the arm of the husband strong.
“Mother, why do you hate me so much? Father, if you do not believe me then now you tell them to remove the bandage” said the goddess.
“Bening you're so outrageous!”
Opila forgot that she was doing foot drama on the bandage. He quickly slapped Bening in the face but Zafran first slapped him.
“Guard, quickly bring them both into the warehouse!” zafran Command.
“My husband, you must not punish our son” said Meran bending his knees.
“Shut up! you should also apologize to Bening!" zafran said then left.
“I will not forgive you” whispered Meran approaching Bening.
A powerful punch landed onto the body of Meran, the stepson who was able to fight back was now a ferocious tiger that seemed to be preying on. Bening's aura seemed to turn frightening, the coldness wrapped around the body made Meran become frightened and immediately left without saying anything.
“The young lady is really great, already able to fight them” said the lady-in-waiting Ibri while walking with her equalizing footsteps towards the resting room.
Bening's resting pavilion sits between Lotus ponds and vegetable plantations. His footsteps stopped looking at the dried up plants.
“What is going on with those plants?”
“Madya, the southern region has experienced drought, rain does not fall for several months resulting in barren land. Usually half of the harvest is distributed to the community and the other half is used for food for the purpose of the residence of the big host" replied very ladyboy explained.
Goddess Yumna twisted the wrist forming a whirlwind. Little by little the wind became strong and formed flashes of lightning from above the sky. The dense Black Clouds slowly lowered the rain speck. Late at night, the goddess from Khayangan harnessed the power of the moon to open the sky door to rain.
“Rain!!!”
“Hore, it's raining! We get clean water!” the cheers of the people outside.
“Mistress, let's go inside the house.”
Dayang Ibri opened the door and helped the goddess take off her wet clothes.
“No, I can change clothes myself.”
“But non, it is already my obligation.”
“From now on, I will shower and dress myself. We're the same age, aren't we? Why don't you just call me by name?” said the goddess.
“I don't dare madam” replied the waiter lowered his head.
The goddess treated the lady-in-waiting like her own best friend, their closeness in Opila so that she thought of a plan to get rid of Bening.
