My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapters 1. [The Rinjani ]

...I did not expect, chased by thugs made my destiny turn to the power snares of Prince Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep, the successor to the throne of a kingdom that I admire....

...Where will my feet go? Will it arrive at the royal throne, or just up the cobblestone path?...

...I am Rinjani Alianda Putri, I will take my footsteps even though I have to bleed....

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"Revelation...!!!"

"Reuters, woyyy...!!!"

I busy the people blocking my run right in the middle of the market. I kept running with sweat running all over my body.

My gaze kept looking back as two thugs chased after me. Broto Dimejo's debt-collecting thugs. Rice rower in gayam coral market.

"Sorry..sorry." I pulled the bodies of mothers who almost toppled over because they were not ready to accept the flick of my hand.

"If you run away with your eyes, make people difficult!" I mean, I didn't rub it, I helped the blue-hooded mothers stuff the vegetables that were splattered on the market floor in a hurry.

I handed the plastic to him. "I'm sorry, Mom!"

I ran back, my breathing was breathless, even my throat was dry.

"Woy, pay your father's debt!" shouted one of the thugs while brandishing his index finger.

"Damn..." I came out of the crowded market, leading to the parking lot. As much as possible I ran with my energy that was almost exhausted until the end...

My eyes were blurred, my father's debts were dancing over my head before I fell unconscious and hit a power pole that didn't know the rules.

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Hey.. previously introduce my name Rinjani Alianda Putri. The only child of a pair of parents named Herman and Lastri.

Both my parents divorced, my mom dropped by somewhere. Maybe fed up with the behavior of my father who likes to gamble playing gaple until midnight. Debt pile, and two thugs Broto Dimejo was chasing me because it was due. If this is how I am the victim of the stupidity of human resources that my father has while I am just a shopkeeper and ironer owned by Rosmini's mother. I'm upset, why don't I have a sister! Let me not just keep the uber-uber debt father.

I'm not asked, I'm young. My passion is still tempestuous, even to do headbang in the arena of metal concerts I still can.

I'm a fan of rock music, we call it underground music. If you've discussed underground music I'll definitely mention one of my favorite bands Death Vomit.

I've never been absent, if I've seen pamphlets scattered on social media Facebook. Tagged: Rinjani Alianda, Bimo Nugroho, Aswin, Agnes Ponco, Nanang, Riko Putune Mbah Maridjan, Dimas Tri N, etc. There are a lot of names I can't name one by one.

If it's been spread out in the caskrongan info, I must be prepared. Ready to fight for night sports. Granted my head to the bang of loud music and song lyrics that I did not understand. I'm being honest, Um!

So long ago introduction from me, Jani the metal boy \m/

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I sniffed the smell of eucalyptus oil piercing my nostrils. The more I inhale it, the stingier it feels.

I also felt the wind and faintly heard the sounds of mothers trying to wake me up.

"Wake up, let's get up." Her voice was soft, a voice I had never heard from my mother's mouth. Since my mother and father did not get along, all I heard was screaming and making.

"Well, yeah."

Slowly my eyes opened, I found five people walking around looking at me in surprise. Where am I, have I been arrested by Broto Dimejo's thugs?

"Well, drink it." The soft voice was real. I thought I was in heaven. I slowly looked. And at that moment I woke up in a hurry with a clumsy smile. I opened my eyes not believing what I saw in front of my eyes.

"The Queen's Mother."

I suddenly came down from the wooden chair where I was lying.

The five people laughed gigglingly at my embarrassed and rowdy behavior.

"Lift your face, hah ayu. Drink first you must be thirsty."

If I can be honest I'm thirsty, my esophagus asks to be showered with rhino seal fresheners many times four.

I ventured to see a graceful, adem face, and much admired by his people. She was the companion of King Adiguna Pangarep's father, Queen Juwita Ningrat's mother.

"Thank you." I gulped down the water quickly and embarrassedly while holding the glass that has been toilet contents, I was confused to put where this glass.

"Here is the glass, cah ayu." Juwita Ningrat picked up the glass I was holding and handed it to her bearded servant and wore a traditional kemben.

"Thank you, Queen." I can only be ashamed.

"Sama-sama ayu, how has it been meningan?" He gave me a clean napkin to clean my face.

I nodded, "Thank you."

To be honest nearby I want to cheer up. But all I did was bow down in shame, how could I be in his house that could be said to be like a palace.

"I was at the gayam coral market and saw you hit a power pole and fell unconscious. Be I bring you here for me to check." he explained with a smile.

I was just wondering, and the thug was teasing my feelings, "The thug didn't come after me, Queen Mother?" I looked up and dared to look into those beautiful eyes.

"Oh that thug, it's done" he said with an amused smile.

My forehead flinched, how it was done. I just haven't paid the debt yet and don't know how much it's worth. He must be thinking of me who looks this awful.

"Have not thought about it, how is your head, still feeling dizzy? Look." Look." He handed a small round glass to my face.

I feel like screaming, my forehead is bumped and bruised. This contrasts with my white skin. I'm like in a bogem at full speed. Oh, my God, but now that's not what I want.

"How did the Queen's Mother get it done. Mother, don't pay my father's debts, do you?" manya.

"Had Mother said it was done, cah ayu." The queen's mother's hand stroked my arm, softly calming.

"How much?" I asked while slashing my ears with anxious hopes.

"How much, may I?"

"Daddy's debt."

She smiled broadly, The Queen Mother was like she was mocking me. Slewed if I wouldn't be able to pay. It's how much my father owed him until he seemed comforted like that.

"Fifteen million ayu" he replied softly as he gave a smile.

Even though his voice was soft and soft, I was like an electric shock that made me want to faint again. "Fifteen million!" my mummy was soft as I stomped my sharp forehead. It's getting sicker and sicker. From where I could replace that amount of money, even that amount of money could pay for one year's rent.

I grimaced sadly. "I'm going to replace her, Queen Mother, but I'm a great-grandchild."

"Be my man lah ayu. So you don't have to bother replacing your father's debt."

"Mostor? Married to the Queen's Mother?" My head hurts more and more. Getting married in my plans will happen in two or three years if anyone wants to ask me.

"Yes marry my son Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep."

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