My Husband is a Ningrat

My Husband is a Ningrat
Chapters 108. [ The race ]



It turned out that the other Ayahanda children also traveled abroad and here at exactly eight p.m., all the families gathered to meet the back pendopo. Various kinds of spilled souvenirs meet some of the sides of the pendopo. Laughter and the story of their journey saut swept into a collection of long stories.


Sadewa dominated how the five of us went back and forth to Australia. Of course he added flavoring seasoning so that our story is full of drama as well as fun, the results of his shots were not spared from the arrogance he said. He really is the most chatty brother, as well as smart to turn on the atmosphere.


Since then I have chosen to be quiet and only a listening team, occasionally my gaze is fixed on Kaysan and Nanang. They sit between the Fathers. Ayahanda's smile did not escape since earlier, Nanang's arrival was enough to make Ayahanda happy, it means that the problem between me and Ayahanda was slowly eroded with Kaysan's honesty. But there's a conscious thing that's making me more and more erratic. The honesty of Kaysan other more scared me if later there will be many things that need to be sacrificed.


"Beautiful, take it. As much as you want to." Mother Sasmita patted my shoulder, I gasped. "Mother..."


"Dreaming what's beautiful?"


Mother Sasmita has not changed, from the first like to call me beautiful with one eye that glances.


beautiful from where, maybe when viewed from the straw hole yes.


"Mother don't take it?" my many.


"Mother is old, you want what is beautiful. If you're ashamed, you'll get it." What is the ridiculous blood that descends upon the blood of Sadewa is the blood of the mother of Sasmita. Holy hooch! These kids make me want to laugh. How could Sasmita's mother have crawled to get something that caught my attention. A pink catcher dreams with white goose feathers already in her hands.


"She can make a good dream." Mother Sasmita put the dreams catcher in my hand, I smiled a little, "Can Rinjani sleep in Mother's house?"


Mother Sasmita thought for a moment, "Izin used to be your husband. She'll be angry, ba-ha-ya."


"Danger?"


Mother Sasmita nodded, "May the mother's house be burned with jealous fire." Mother Sasmita pinched my nose, "You're beautiful, dear it's not Nanang who has you. Kasian him, left fit again unfortunately." Mother Sasmita looked at Nanang, her hands waving at him. I saw Nanang reply with a smile.


Mother who became the oldest wife seemed to get along well with other wives of Ayahanda, her smile was bright and warm. What a picture of me later, if I really do this competition. I was silent, preparing to say something.


After enjoying the dinner, we still spent time on the green rug. Story by story connection continues.


I sighed softly, before I finally dragged my feet towards the seat where Father was sitting.


When I was seen by Kaysan, his eyes hinted not to act beyond the limits, I replied with a smile.


"Ayahanda." call me already in front of Father's feet.


"What's my daughter?" My father stroked my hair, something I never felt after eight months in this house. "Allow Rinjani to speak Father."


"Say."


My eyes were closed, "Does Ayahanda still insist on making Nurmala Sari the wife and royal leader to accompany Kaysan kangmas?" I looked up and dared to look at Ayahanda. Father smiled broadly, "If my daughter is not willing, then what can be done. Kaysan I will still marry Nurmala Sari. Power must remain standing and guarded intact."


The low rumblings from the voices of the Ayahanda children began to divert as Ayahanda and Kaysan both stood up.


"Ayahanda can perform a contest between Rinjani and Nurmala Sari. If Rinjani loses, Rinjani will allow Kaysan kangmas


to marry Nurmala Sari, but if Rinjani wins, finish all the plans of Ayahanda to ask Nurmala Sari to be Queen or Kangmas Kaysan's wife."


"Mister, stop saying."


"Good, she doesn't deserve to be Queen."


"What will the girl do."


"Stop saying, Jani!"


The voice alternated between the wives and children of Ayahanda, perhaps this is the best path I have to complete. If I win because I deserve to be with Kaysan, but if I lose, I will withdraw honorably without being trampled on.


I must say, this is heavy, but what has been built in such a way with the amount of fighting blood that sacrificed, I am sure if I am unable to accompany Kaysan to the royal throne. I'm just a newly reborn woman, there's a lot I have to learn. Two years won't be enough for me to learn everything. Everything was placed on my shoulders in such a way. I was in my own steps. To what extent can I survive, will only to the steep rock roads. Or can I get to the highest peak of glory? I don't know.


Kaysan pulled my arm. His jaw was hardened, his eyes were red, his face was mixed with sadness.


Not until this foot stepped out of the pendopo, Ayahanda issued his edict, "The competition is accepted, prepare yourself for forty more days."


Kaysan's hand gripped my arm even more tightly, he pulled my hand until I was shaken in his footsteps.


*


Arjuna has great good looks, Arjuna never looks for women, only Arjuna never refuses if there are women who approach him. He is the Playboy of the story of the puppet, all seemed to be captivated with the arrows of his love.


A long time ago Arjuna Sang Don Juan wanted to marry Larasati, but Srikandi who became Arjuna's wife first did not stay silent, he challenged Larasati to a duel, if Srikandi loses he willingly shares a husband with Larasati and other Arjuna ladies. Because Srikandi is rash, he lost because of the expertise of Larasati who has softness and is good at dampening his emotions. Srikandi should legowo accept Larasati and share husband.


I Rinjani might be a Srikandi who has a stubborn and courageous nature, if I win I can fall elegantly hugged Kaysan or if I lose, maybe it should be this way. My defeat was because I was unable to match Kaysan.


In the room Kaysan threw my body on the bed, "Please!" His voice sounded furious, "I told you to be patient for a moment!" Kaysan rubbed his face rough, his steps hero-wiri, like a restless person.


"Ayahanda needs proof, and Rinjani will prove it." I moved closer to Kaysan.


"What can you be proud of, Rinjani! Everything you learn is not enough to defeat Nurmala Sari!"


"Whatever the competition that Ayahanda will do, Rinjani is ready to accept it. Because I just want to love you in peace."


"In fact, you have triggered this calmness into an uproar. What if you lose? I cannot accept Nurmala Sari to be Queen let alone be with me! I just want you Rinjani!" Kaysan looked down, then his face turned towards me,


"It looks like I need to impregnate you right now. It doesn't take another year."


Kaysan undid all his clothes, until all the dates were left, his lips grinning. "Don't, now mas. Rinjani still wants to carry out a mature rebellion."


"You'll get pregnant and won't be able to get away from me. Whatever happens!" Kaysan tore my clothes off, his anger really overflowed on the bed.


Thank you for the faithful waiting. Mature suksma and Rahayu kersaning Gusti πŸ™