Girl Who Thrown Into Bhumi Javacekwara

Chapters 11. Obviousness

Anatari. Horrified.

Janardana is back. The club bead glanced at the hand of Abinawa who never let go Anatari. Janardana is the sister of the Maharaja, but her hair has changed a lot of color beyond the brother, instead of the grayish white color that appears precisely silvery color. Contrast that with an exotic tan that wraps its musculus nicely.

Anatari's face heated up with a red hue on his cheeks, as Janardana's gaze rained down on him and Abinawa who stood so close. Unfortunately, Abinawa did not intend to make a distance between the two of them.

"I found him asleep among some wine jugs in the wooden shed. I'll take him to discipline. This is still my responsibility. I hope Yuwaraja doesn't mind." Janardana glanced at Anatari, there was an implied annoyance at feeling lied to by a careless young woman. Had Janardana not found the drunken soldier, he would not have had the face to look at Abinawa.

Abinawa. "Please."

Within this close range, hearing the deep voice of Abinawa, made fine feathers all over Anatari's body stand up. Not scared or cold. More on something that was stirring up his stomach and it was radiating all over his body.

"Bring him in." Janardana stepped away, from a distance she exclaimed, "You want to keep freezing like that until you become a statue?!"

Anatari pulled his hand rough. Before he managed to get away from Abinawa, Sagara took a look at the woman's back. Anatari's body immediately suffocated unconscious. Abinawa tightened her right hand on Anatari's waist, holding him back to stand, leaning on him.

"Sorry, Yuwaraja. I had to do it" Sagara said.

"That's it," responded Abinawa. "There's a clue as to who attacked you?"

"Yet. I thought it was Partha. But, when feeling his inner energy is much better than ...," there is a little bit of disappointment and embarrassment in Sagara about it, "i doubt it." If the enemy has a power far more capable than himself, how can he protect Abinawa in the future? This incident hit him. His fingers clenched beside his body.

"Uhm, Mahesa would not dare to go too far. That's not the war. Besides, Partha's canoegan science is no better than yours. No need to worry," entertain Abinawa.

Abinawa speech managed to make a smile appear on Sagara's lips, although it seemed stiff. "But .. he could have taken advantage of a third party."

Abinawa slaps Sagara's shoulder. "There is no need to be suspicious of him. He has suffered a lot all along. Let him live quietly." Abinawa raised Anatari's body to the front of her chest. "I have to take her to the princess."

"Yuwara."

"mm?"

"Although the identity of the person we do not know, at least it has managed to provoke the emergence of opponents. What should I do next?" sagara was still excited.

"Sleep. That's what you have to do" Abinawa said.

"Eh?"

...***...

It's still morning. Dew has not yet subsided greeting the leaves. The wind was still asleep in the frozen air. The smoke of Wedang Ginger has been billowing from dozens of cups on the rows of tables in the Pendopo Ageng, warming the air around it. Many people talk interspersed with laughter. The atmosphere seems harmonious, although in the heart it still holds a line of revenge from the violent past.

Sri Maharaja II and Gusti Kangjeng Ratu Indukanti welcome guests from Bhumi Girilaya. The three sat together around a table.

"I heard that my daughter was injured by Yuwaraja's sword, was that right? Didn't get to see him during his injury, I'm afraid he's suffering so much" Falguni regretted wholeheartedly.

"The news you heard is true" said Indukanti

The Falguni Queen was ready to explode.

Indukanti immediately connected her words. "It wasn't Yuwaraja who did it. Anatari did it himself. He felt sad and desperate because his relationship with Mahesa had to end immediately" Indukanti explained. "Now his condition has improved as before. Later in the day, we will have an official meeting to hear the decision of Yuwaraja and Anatari. If the two have agreed to marry, then the series of wedding ceremonies will begin tomorrow."

"If they don't agree, will it affect our previous agreement?" Falguni was feeling a little anxious.

"The agreement will go on as we agreed. However, Anatari still had to remain here. If my sons Abinawa and Anatari had not made a match, regardless of who among them did not want this marriage, I would still have the marriage of Anatari . with Prince Mahesa," lang Sri Maharaja II's.

Queen Falguni. "What you promised me was the Empress' position. That's worth our deal. Besides my daughter's not an easy bet to hand."

"Please Queen Falguni acknowledge our decision. You should also know that Anatari and Mahesa are still in a relationship. We didn't really have a problem closing our eyes to that, but not Yuwaraja. Unhealthy marriage conditions will greatly affect his mental condition. Gradually it will affect the policy of Yuwaraja in running the government. Fatal as a result if our will is too forced, because an incompetent Empress will only bring disaster," said Indukanti.

Queen Falguni let out a weak sigh. "Your words are right. Then can I meet my daughter. I'd love to meet him."

"Of course, you can meet him," said Indukanti, welcome with pleasure.

...***...

Inside the room, Anatari was being dressed up by Jiyem and Liyem. The woman was not so thin or fat, her collarbone still looked firm and beautiful behind the golden necklace that hung down to her chest. Green emerald velvet twins embroidered with gold thread form the tendrils of foliage towards the top. Barong machete motifs - predominantly dark brown, blending light brown, and gold - bandaged the lower half of Anatari's body. At the back of the sinjang there is a high hemisphere limited to the knee. The lower end that still felt quite loose, made it easy for Anatari to step freely. Not only got there, a variety of accessories ranging from shawls, belts, and gold knickknacks attached to several parts of his body.

Not to forget a pair of footwear decorated with emerald stones tucked Jiyem under the feet of Anatari. Jiyem and Liyem immediately withdrew after fulfilling their duties.

Anatari looked at his own body very seriously. Right now, from what he could see, he felt like a walking gold shop. If he had to wear all of this in his modern life for his daily activities, he was one hundred percent sure to reject it without having to think first. For safety reasons, of course. But now he is here, living hundreds of years, or perhaps thousands of years before his modern life began, and it is perfectly legal. She was the daughter of the previous king Bhumi Girilaya, however, what she wore was a reflection of her status. And it has to be, because here, caste determines everything.

The main door of the unclosed Anatari residence gave Falguni free access, who could not wait to meet his nephew.

"Where's my daughter?" ask Falguni without any conviviality.

Anatari who heard the voice very clearly, rushed over. He stood next to Jiyem, observing the tall woman wearing oversized clothes in deep purple and black shades adorned with silver thread embroidered on the edges. Anatari can recognize its status from the sinjang he wears which has a huk motif with a shell.

Only kings and crown princes have the right to wear them. If he is not both, then ....

"Hamba salutes Queen Falguni." Liyem glanced at Anatari while bowing.

Queen Falguni?

"Ib ...."

"Your aunt is here. Servant and Jiyem will prepare tea and some snacks." Liyem reminded. Again.

Just barely. I thought she was my mom. If there was a way to restore the memory of the Anatari Linga, I would not hesitate to do so. Whatever it is.

"Don't let me sit?"

"Ah, yes. That shouldn't be necessary. This is my residence and you're my aunt, right. So, yeah, just think of it as your own home." Anatari glanced at the two maids who were wandering away.

The aunt and niece were sitting in a teak wood bale with plant carvings. Some gold and emerald green velvet pillows were stored on it. The wall behind it provides a large opening that frames the beauty of the side courtyard, where Angsana trees grow tall and are producing small yellow flowers that are very crowded.

"Some days ago I heard you were hurt, how is it now? Are you still sick? Tell me honestly."

"My wound is healed. I'm fine now."

"Ah, thank goodness."

Falguni stared at Anatari for a moment, then circulated her gaze throughout the room, immediately turning back to Anatari. "How's he doing so far? What information have you got?"

Anatari raised both eyebrows. He did not understand the meaning of the Queen's question from Bhumi Girilaya. He looked at Falguni's face that looked alarmed.

"What is aunt worried about?" Anatari tried to pry his own information, carefully.

"You ask me what I'm worried about?" Falguni smiled mockingly. "I'm worried about everything. Your circumstances and all the plans we've put together to get to this stage. Don't tell me you've forgotten everything we've planned!"

Sorry, I forgot.

Anatari touched Falguni's left hand which was placed on the table. He felt that a sudden attack had hit him. A vision appeared, drawing Anatari into the most worrisome situation Falguni had ever seen.

That night, after the departure of Sri Maharaja II and the entire entourage of Bhumi Javacekwara, Falguni visited the Anatari residence. He found Anatari sobbing in a dark corner of the room. Anatari is angry, disappointed, and sad because Falguni does not approve of Anatari's relationship with Mahesa, and prefers to marry her to a foreign man she does not love.

A thousand reasons Anatari had spilled over to refuse the match, but Falguni was unmoved. Falguni tasted, petting full of doubt about what to say. However, he had to say it because Anatari was also the most important part of his plan. Falguni sat beside Anatari, sighing weakly. He said that what was his decision he had considered from all aspects.

The four nagari in the Land of Jawi never stopped targeting the Mustika Naga. They only postponed the attack because they did not want to make the holy boy as a result of greed. But, now Anatari was no longer a boy who was considered holy. He is an adult, has many sins, which if it is not even a problem.

For Bhumi Girilaya, it was a big deal.

During this time, Falguni made Bhumi Girilaya as the center of the magic swordsman mandraguna is nothing but a disguised form of security for Anatari. The Sworn Swordsman is a swordsman specially trained to keep Crown Princess Bhumi Girilaya safe. So, before being able to reach Anatari, all enemies of Bhumi Girilaya had to work hard to deal with the magic swordsmen of mandraguna in order to bring Princess Bhumi Girilaya, and dissected his chest to bring out the Mustika Dragon in his body, but until when was it able to do that?

Humans have a weak heart, easily give up in persuading the devil who misleads. The Sworn Swordsman also will not guarantee that they remain deviant thoughts. Unless they dare to break the oath, then their lives are in return.

Sudden death. Is that possible to do? What way should it be?

As Anatari grew up in his upbringing, it was unknown how many lives he had taken from the spies of Bhumi Acarya, Bhumi Namaini, and Bhumi Javacekwara who always started reconnaissance on the edge of the border. One thing that makes Falguni angry is a spy from Bhumi Acarya. He managed to enter the territory of Bhumi Girilaya by disguising himself as a young scholar, who turned out to be in charge of inciting the daughter of the Chief of the Anatari Guards to spread the issue to the warriors regarding the worship of Mustika Naga.

Rumors about the Dragon Mustika inside Anatari began to be unstoppable, becoming a wild story that will give immortality to anyone who managed to have the lucky object. Falguni's concern for Anatari's safety led him to take extreme decisions. He was forced to lock Anatari who was still young to remain in the palace for the safety of his nephew.

Falguni realized that what he was doing at the time was only a short-term effort. Falguni's nervousness continued to become daily and slightly subsided upon seeing the closeness of Anatari and Mahesa. However, he had not had time to ask the closeness of the two, Sri Maharaja II came to Bhumi Girilaya and the entourage of Bhumi Javacekwara.

Jayaraga volunteered to atone for his father's sin - Sri Maharaja I - by willingly protecting Anatari. She offered a marriage and a position as Empress for Anatari. Falguni refused because Anatari was close to Mahesa. However, Jayaraga promises to provide relief as chaos ensues in Bhumi Girilaya caused by Mustika Naga, and Bhumi Girilaya will remain as one nagari intact without the intervention of Bhumi Javacekwara in all matters of government.

Queen Falguni wavers. In his heart also harbored a sense of anxiety when at any time there was chaos caused by the actions of the warriors. Sworn Swordsmen are like double blades. One side will be beneficial if able to keep them loyal. The other side will be detrimental if they fight due to incited demons.

Man is the most unreliable being, because of his volatile heart.

The good offer of Sri Maharaja II was accepted half-heartedly by Falguni, because in fact he had other goals that he wanted to achieve. He asked Anatari to accept the offer gladly. Admission to Bhumi Javacekwara, occupied the position of Empress, and after that began to gnaw Bhumi Javacekwara from within. That was the only way to avenge the death of Anatari's father who was killed by Sri Maharaja I. To avenge the pain that his mother brought to the grave. He avenged the lives of thousands of residents of Bhumi Girilaya and royal soldiers who died at the hands of the leaders of three nagari who fought over the Mustika Naga.

However, there was one thing Anatari had to do first.

Anatari pulled his hand from the aunt. The violent stomping made his body push backwards.