My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapters 104. [Finland ]

The white jeep stops right at a minimalist house in the Rathdowne St area, not far from the University of Melbourne's arena of settlement. Just after checking out, Kaysan and I rushed to the place where Kaysan spent five years studying for higher education in Melbourne, Australia. Not to forget, Nanang and the twins were already on the passenger bench coming with us.

Being between Nanang and Kaysan made me a little awkward, the two men who had and still put their hearts on me from earlier could not be seen staring at me. "What's wrong with you two?" I asked when the two of them were still unmoved from their seats, while Nakula and Sadewa were already scattering towards the doorway.

"If you want to fight do not take me, Rinjani is lazy to face this situation" I said while opening the car door.

"There's something in the dashboard drawer, open it." I thought for a moment, then opened the dashboard drawer, my eyes immediately pinched in wonder. "Eye-shut? What's for?" many confused.

"Close your eyes, there's a surprise in the house." I looked at Nanang and Kaysan in turn, "What surprise? You guys don't play with women." I immediately felt anxious. "Close your eyes, baby."

Nanang looked bellowed, as if indifferent to the way Kaysan called out to me. "Don't be a romantic snob in front of me, your relationship is more complicated than I thought." Nanang got down from the car, leaving Kaysan and I to throw one another a glance, "You're old, you should be able to keep Nanang feeling."

"He's just jealous. Even though Nanang took your first kiss, I'm still the winner." Kaysan smiled proudly. "As far as you are." I got off the car seat and closed my eyes with a black slayer. "Mas, help Rinjani walk. Wrong later I hit Nanang will be bothered." I felt the air, yet Kaysan grasped my hand.

"Whatever's in the house later, you don't be surprised."

"If the contents of the crocodile live you shocked to mas, I could be eaten later." My voice has been loud, already anxious plus do not be surprised. He could have told me to be an expressionless model. "The weather is tame."

I was crying, "Pantes kok mas, you're a crocodile handler. Especially the land crocodiles."

Kaysan chuckled, he led me to the door. The voice of a grown man's conversation. Not the voices of Nanang and the twins, precisely their voices were not heard.

Kaysan took off my headgear, "Look, I've kept my promise." My eyes blinked, the man I longed for stood up while shaking his waist with anxious eyes. "Mr!" I approached her, with my arms stretched out to embrace her. "Jani, kangen." I said in his arms.

"Same, Son. I miss you too." Uh! Herman, why did you change, this sucks, not to mention that my eyes are watering. "Mr how are you? Father why kurusan? Are you not fed?" I poked Herman with consecutive questions as we both took off our hugs.

"The father here does not eat rice, if the morning eat bread or sandwiches." I patted my eel, surrounded by the Kaysan family, me and my father like double N, ndeso and ndeso.

"So you hid your father here? Very far." I looked at Kaysan, who was stared at as pouring water into a glass.

"How are you, Jani? Is everything okay? Hm..."

I let out a long sigh, if I tell you the truth. You must be thinking, especially if you talk in front of the Kaysan family. It was unethical to talk about my situation in front of them. "Rinjani is fine, sir. If it's not good it can't get here. You don't want to find a wife here?" ask me to divert the conversation.

"You're beautiful, it's already bothering you. If you marry bule, your father's son is more beautiful and makes it more troublesome." He smiled at her and I knew what she meant. "Let's talk later, if they're not around." I said in a whisper.

"We want a barbeque'an tonight Ma'am and we'll stay here." Saut Sadewa heard my voice. "My brothers are many, sir, do you know me?" I was curious, if you already know Kaysan's sisters, it's a sign that you also know the truth. Or did you already know this was going to happen? And you willingly bless me to marry Kaysan.

"Father knows, including Nanang your ex-boyfriend who likes to invite you to date smpe late at night." muttered Mr. slowly.

I smiled knots, I looked at Nanang who was cool to play his HP. I suspect, actually how Nanang feels about me now. Does he also just consider me a big brother like Nakula and Sadewa. Or there is still a sense left behind in his heart. I'd better talk to him, talk four eyes.

"Tell me how you got here" I said, leaning in my arms, you know this is what I miss about Herman. When everything still feels beautiful as if the problem never existed.

My smile expands when I know my father here lives properly and is well educated. Father's activities are not much different from what I did at the Kaysan residence. You also learn, the difference is you learn to be a cultural and artist. But from the conversation I caught, you know my true situation, without needing me to tell. So all equally sliced with this marriage. It's like eating simalakama fruit. Lordy! I still don't understand the true meaning of love.

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You've gone to the Queen Victoria Market for a barbeque tonight, accompanied by Nakula and Sadewa, because the two damn twins are gonna be chefs tonight. While Nanang chose to hide in the room, the three of them will share a room, because in this house there are only three rooms.

I did not budge, I still saw one by one old portrait of Kaysan. "Dangerous huh?" I turned my head, the Kaysan I knew just lying on the bed came with a sleepy face.

"Not ugly, but handsome now" I replied after returning the frame to the table.

"I used to be skinny, I also let my hair be long, my eyes mine, because since childhood has been told to 'eat a book' by Ayahanda." explained Kaysan while sitting on a chair.

"It turns out that being a respected person is difficult, yes, if you can choose to be a member of blue blood or ordinary people?"

"Can't choose, everything has been outlined by God. I just have to accept it and live it. There are things to pay from a position, Rinjani. Not immediately and then act as they please. It's heavy here, it's here too." Kaysan showed his head, as well as his shoulders.

"And I'm just a burden to you?" My heart became clouded.

"No, you're the new color of my life."

"Then why is your face tangled?"

"After getting a college degree and returning home, I started having eye health therapy, going to the gym, my muscles like this are not Nurmala Sari who enjoys, but you. The woman who is now my wife. In the past, I thought what I did could make Nurmala Sari happy, you know Rinjani. My heart ached when Nurmala Sari refused to marry me. But now I want to make Nurmala Sari a reserve if you can't be Queen."

Kaysan's words were like sticking a needle in my heart, it hurt but it didn't bleed. "Then what should Rinjani do to convince Ayahanda, mas?"

Our faces were both clouded, even though the weather was very hot, "We have to bring Nanang home and give the father a granddaughter."

I looked at Kaysan, "Didn't the heir to the throne want a son as a successor?"

"Daughter is rarely in our family, Nindy, you know, she doesn't want to be loved and spoiled. A long time ago I wanted a daughter, Jani."

"It's not that I'm a daughter, but that Father never loved me or spoiled me."

"You're different." I frowned, "Where's the difference?" manya curious.

"You would-be queen, must be educated firmly and boldly."

"Is there any other reason why Father still doesn't like me?"

"Ayahanda doesn't believe it yet if there's no evidence."

"Not ascending the throne is still one year old, 'kan Rinjani also just learned. Why don't you son, don't you like being hasty." I rolled my eyes, caught off guard by the father-son behavior I was dealing with. But I also did not dare to argue, "Alright, now let Rinjani have fun, later if you have returned home, Rinjani will make a competition." I continued after Kaysan did not give an answer.

"What race, dear?"

"Secret."

About what contest yes, rinjani there - there is only. 😒 make you dizzy right. riweh 😂