Karuhuns

Karuhuns
Section 36: Farewell



I am not a queen for the Charisma of the Great Plane, I am just a woman of lovers who wishes kindness to her loved ones.


I went to walk heavily, but I'm sure that this is the right path I chose, away from you to keep you safe.


“You sure you're going?” Pram asked, I am currently in the hangar of Pram's plane, parked some cessna aircraft owned by Pram who he drove himself, he said he did have permission for a single engine aircraft.


“Have you ever heard of an Ayi Mahogra doubtful in his every decision?” I stared at him fixedly while carrying a backpack that was quite heavy, I did decide to go with him.


“I am indeed looking forward to a time like this, let's see if your heart will be the same or wavering because I am able to make you turn away.” He smiled as we prepared to board the plane.


Our current destination is a remote area called Kitanajoa, located outside the capital island, we are looking for someone, but it is a bit heavy to find him, in addition to the smallest, he is also not easy to find, he is also not easy to find, in that remote place there is a mountain that we must climb, but the mountain grains, geographically I have never heard of it, said Pram mountain can not be found the path, the path can not be found, only we Kharisma Jagat can see the gate from the foot of the mountain, but that too if allowed by the person we are looking for.


“Any Quin?” Pram asked as he prepared with his plane, I did not understand he could really drive it or was just arrogant, but let alone, I could not cancel this trip, he said, because only small aircraft can penetrate to the Kitanajoa area.


The plane slowly went flat, and then there was someone who was guiding us, directing Kapter Pram to walk according to the specified coordinates, after which we slowly took off, slowly we got higher, and then we got higher, me and Pram use aviation headsets, equipment that is important enough so that we can talk to each other during the trip that takes approximately 2 hours.


“Pram is so beautiful yes the island where we live? View from above all feels calm.”


“I can't see the beautiful down there, because you're blocking them.”


“Pram, come. I don't like your crispy crush, you sound like a playboy tau.” I warned him because he loved to praise me.


“I'm not a tombal, at least 20 years you think about what my Queen candidate looks like, whether she's pretty, fair-skinned, thin-faced or she's typical strong-willed. When I met you for the first time in that hospital, I felt like all my thoughts were gone, everything in my shadow about something beautiful was just plain, because your face was all staring me in the eye, that I never found anyone beyond the beauty of your face.”


“Pram, any bags? I'm going to puke.” I tease him, it will be hard for both of us, start this war alone, but I promise that we will carry out our duties as the Charisma of the Great Plane and Ayi Mahogra. We'll go hand in hand to get the answer.


“Quin just rest first, the trip is still about 1 hour away, I will wake you if it is up.”


“You sure you'll let me sleep? You forget I'm weak when I sleep, if ‘they’ comes and wants to get into my body, you sure can drive them in a state of driving this plane?”


“You didn't see them?” Pram pointed behind us out there.


“Oh Lord, you brought them all?” I asked and was shocked.


Our whole army was taken, they were in Hejo camp and berem, all our troops, my army that Malik had assembled were with us.


“Yes, record your troops, Malik is not entitled to them.” Pram spoke coldly without looking at me.


“Malik needs them if .... “ I'm worried.


“No, after not being with you Malik has no enemies Quin, he has all this time had enemies because they are all after you.” Pram is still looking ahead.


“I think you're right, then my actions left it right isn't it?” I asked.


“It's accurate.” Pram replied, after I fell asleep because I was exhausted, I parted with ama, Mas Ridho, Mbak Ayu and Seina yesterday, I said I would go with Pram, I said I would go with Pram, I asked Mama to visit Malik to tell me about my wedding to Pram. Mama was angry at first, but after I gave her understanding and Pram came to help explain, mama finally agreed with the note, I would go home every year. I agree, even though I'm not sure I'll keep it.


...


“So this is Kitanajoa island? Why is it so arid Pram?” We had landed and were walking to find lodging, we decided to spend the night near the landing site because honestly, we did not know where to go.


We found a fairly simple inn, Pram made sure that this is a real inn not a supernatural inn, understandably we are both too careful to be a victim of the scam ‘The invisible Creature’ it.


“I'll book two rooms, we can rest for a while here.” Pram entered the makeshift lobby, consisting of a circular table and behind the table was a receptionist, without official clothes and looking like the son of the owner of this inn.


While waiting for Pram I looked at the painting near the stairs on the right side of the lobby, a painting of a woman in white with a konde decorated with red roses, at first glance I felt the painting emit light along the frame.


I touched the painting, I just made sure that this light was just a good sign.


After successfully touching it, I felt someone pat my shoulder gently from behind.


“Assalamualaikum Ayi.” I turned, just as in the painting, the woman who was white and blonde with a rose garnish greeted me.


“Waalaikumsalam.” I returned his greetings.


“Ayi follow Nyai to the top.” The woman led me to follow her up the stairs.


We are already on the 2nd floor there are about 5 rooms facing each other on this floor, at the end of the floor near the stairs to go up to the 3rd floor, there are quite large windows, there are, nyai white kebaya stopped by the window.


“I've told you that we don't have what they want, we're honorable women with respectable husbands, we uphold loyalty, but they come to seduce us with money and gold. There are some of us who survived the temptation there are also those who slipped, see.” He pointed down from this window.


I looked at the direction that nyai pointed to which was just a dark lobby yard because the illumination of the atmosphere became so bright, there were many Caucasian men dressed as soldiers, they were troops maybe Dutch troops, he said, we call them KNIL


“What are they doing here?” I asked.


“That day in 1862, they managed to win across the island of the country, offering false aid to the farmers, the, to say that we can be masters of our land that used to belong to kings and that the products of agriculture are absolutely like our kings, can be our own land, but I know they lied and intend to rule our land in a different way.”


“What do they do?” I asked.


“Aikatas Ayi.” Nyai again led me to the 3rd floor, here a lot of people, those KNIL who were having fun with nyai, they were holding alcohol and food that looks luxurious, and they were having fun with the nyai, but they seemed unaware of the presence of me and nyai white.


“See Ayi.” Nyai pointed at the rooms, I saw the KNILs were having intimate relations with the nyai. So disgusting.


“They seduced the wives with money and gold, they even seduced her by sleeping together, giving the foolish nya flowers and honey, and, after that they only need to kill their husbands and then promised to be made wives, then flocked women who were disappointed in their husbands, kill their husbands without mercy, do not remember the child does not remember the tatakkrama, and then they will not remember, just remember the lusts and false promises of the KNIL that they definitely deny.”


The two of us then sat on this 3rd floor balcony, away from the hustle and bustle of the invading army.


“Only I am in Kitanajoa this one that survives the tradition, not because my husband is good, not because you are rich and not a canrena I love my husband.”


The white-bred Nyai stopped and looked at me sharply, then continued the katany words.


“But because I'm AYI TIRUNG TANAH PASUNDAN!” She said firmly and with great emphasis, as she said it I immediately went limp, my tears fell, I saw her whole life so heartbreaking and horrible ....


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Author's Note :


Tomorrow I upload again yes part 37, sorry if it is not too long, I do not chase yes, then do not ask Malik first yes, because at this time there will only be love between Pram and Seira, if anyone asks Malik what Pram? Yeah, I don't like sad ending, that's the answer.