
Queen Sanura was greeted by all the servants. The golden chariot was immediately taken over by the pekatik (royal steward) to be met again the need for his power. He combed the mane of his queen's horses. A pair of gallant horses. Male and female horses. His lord's queen is so caring for all his people.
"The baths are ready for Queen Kanjeng" said Citra's aunt. Bibi emban Citra who has been caring for Queen Sanura since childhood. He became one of the queen's confidants.
Queen Sanura immediately put herself into a rectangular bathing pool with steps totaling five steps, the width of the bath is five fathoms for its length and three Depa for its width (Depa \= the length of the stretched hand ), the petals of fresh and fragrant flowers fill the clarity and stillness of the bath pool. The aroma is so soothing to the heart and mind.
Stretching the territory is something that he routinely does. The queen does not only want a mere report from her subordinates, therefore to prove all reports her subordinates will do across the region. Every time you cross the area, Queen Sanura cleans herself in her bath.
After finishing crocheting the freshness, the queen entered her semedy room. Lately in each of his semedics appeared the form of a young man who approached him. She is not married yet. Many yearn to be her husband but the queen's heart seems to be locked tightly by a steel padlock that the key is either held by whom. This young man often comes in his meditation but for the form of the face does not yet seem vague. What seemed to be that this young man was as if waiting for him, waiting for him, made his heart tingle to search for the existence of this young man.
"Young man, why are you always present in my meditation?" ask Queen Sanura from her subconscious.
The young man walked closer. So that the beauty of his face in front of the Queen Kanjeng. Sanura's heart thumped the young man's face presented a tremor in his heart, something that felt beautiful and soothing, longing and painful.
The young man smiled. There is no luxury in him but his eyes bring anyone dissolved in the nature of the eye. The eyes are so deep. But Sanura is not the name if you have to lose in the eyes.
"Young man introduce yourself and present your needs that make you always present in my meditation!' queen Sanura orders from her subconscious. Sanura looked at the young man calmly. The position of the queen on her lap requires her to dare to uphold and look at whoever it is.
"Then what is your name" asked Sanura.
"I am Segaralaya" replied the young man and slowly the mist came with him.
Queen Sanura awoke from her meditation. Slowly opened his eyes. He himself looked back.
"Segaralaya is the name of my kingdom. What does it mean by mentioning that name," Sanura said inwardly. It was not actually that name that stunned him. But the existence of the young man himself.
What does it mean to meet me, who is he his face and body surrounded by white light. Is he the one I've been waiting for with me. My heart is locked tightly and this longing is really for whom. Even before that young man came to my seed, I already had this sense of longing that felt so painful but so beautiful. It was so painful that it made me shed tears that slowly dripped along with my longing. Something that fills a hollow empty space. Tapping the room so that the host would open it. When the longing comes and Sanura can no longer hold it, Queen Sanura dissolves in the sea of cement. This longing is able to bring him into the realm of silence. So silent is filled only by his longing self and his prostration to the Creator. This longing demands to be glorified before the Creator. Sanura did not know where to take this agonizing longing, and in each of his musings finally brought this longing before the Creator. In silence in tranquility dissolves in an endless ocean of longing.
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