My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [Celebrating heartbreak I ]

Author POV.

Kaysan's existence has been sniffed by many people and now many parties are questioning the 'state' in the kingdom. Rumors come back roaring from mouth to mouth. Internal intrigue is growing.

The photographs of Kaysan were widespread and became public consumption. While Ayahanda only responded casually when the reporters were busy asking him.

"Betul, my son has indeed returned and has a daughter. My grandson named Raden Ayu Dalilah Sekar Kinasih Putri Adiguna Pangarep." explained Ayahanda, showing a proud smile.

"Then what about the status of Kanjeng Sultan's son now? Will he be re-appointed crown prince and continue the position of Kanjeng Sultan?" ask one of the morning newspaper reporters.

"As you can see on social media, my son is enjoying his time as a father. So for now it doesn't need to be clarified anymore. Kaysan and his small family remain my top priority, as his parents and the King of this land. I've forgiven the presumptuous act my son ever did. So, I hope there is no more mixed news questioning the title and status of my son in the palace realm. He is still my son whom you all respect!" said Ayahanda lantang.

The media crew could only nod at Ayahanda's words and decisiveness.

"Then when will Kanjeng Sultan officially announce the arrival of the three of them?"

"There will be a folk party to introduce my first grandchild to the public. For now, just enjoy the photos of my granddaughter on her parents' social media."

Flocked media crews looking for social media owned by Rinjani. Until the notification makes Rinjani's phone vibrate continuously.

"What the hell." said Rinjani, he saw his Instagram full of people who follow his account. Many netizens flooded his comments. Said many things that make the mood Rinjani up and down.

There is news what it is. murmured Rinjani while looking at the veranda. He was grieving when photos of Kaysan were widely circulated on the internet.

The more temptation that comes if the face of Kaysan mas often exposed.

In one house, the mothers of local news lovers who spread through radio antennas, gasped at the words of Kanjeng Sultan.

"That boy really likes to make surprises." Ms. Rosmini shook her head, she was getting ready to meet Rinjani.

After finishing the bath, Ms. Rosmini immediately rushed to the Semar Nusantara store to buy her granddaughter a pair of gold bracelets.

My granddaughter must be groomed early so that her behavior is not like Rinjani as a teenager. Ugal-ugalan, do not want to dress up, plus like to see a metal concert. muttered Bu Rosmini. It feels like he wants to pinch Rinjani's head after meeting later because after a dancing contest he is like disappearing like swallowed by the earth. Even Ms. Rosmini blatantly came to Rinjani tongkrongan place while still an employee. Not Miss Rosmini if you don't have common sense, every Sunday night this wealthy widow who owns a lot of rice paddies held a lecture as well as asking do'a to keep Rinjani healthy and happy with Kaysan wherever he was.

Ms. Rosmini arrived at the main house, she pressed the horn repeatedly. Making Parto who had just finished her lunch was annoyed with the actions of Miss Rosmini.

"Who? And, what's the need?" ask Parto sok fiercely.

"I'm Miss Rosmini, open the gate!" Miss Rosmini replied no less fierce.

"What are you looking for and looking for who!?" ask Parto again.

Ms. Rosmini istighfar, "I'm looking for Rinjani, Kaysan, and her daughter. Quickly open the gate. I can't wait!"

"Old people have to be patient! If not, then blood is high!" parto said while pushing the gate.

Ms. Rosmini pressed the car horn continuously. Making Parto even more furious, "Budeg I'm a budeg." [Budeg: deaf ]

The parthoras covered his ears.

Not until there, Ms. Rosmini still told Parto to take her to meet Rinjani.

"Come by no greetings, many requests. The bottom of the car." [car: lizard boy ] Parto grumbled as she stepped into the back garden.

Ms. Rosmini hit Parto's back with her tote bag.

"Assalamualaikum" said Mrs Rosmini

"Waalaikumsalam." reply Parto. Next he chuckled at Bu Rosmini's grunts.

Parto meets Santosa who is spending her break.

"There are those who are looking for the princess, Mas Santosa." said Parto.

"Alright, let me arrange it." replied Santosa. He tidied his shirt and hair.

Ms. Rosmini was amazed to see the face of the young man in front of her.

"Who's mother? And, what is the need to find ndoro ayu Rinjani?" ask Santosa.

ndoro ayu's? the call of the prodigal son is rising in rank now.

"I am Rosmini's mother, Rinjani's employer. Just tell him I came to see him."

"May I check Rosmini's mother's luggage?"

Ms. Rosmini glared, "I told you, I want to meet Rinjani. Just like that in the press! You are not her husband! Where's Kaysan?" ask Miss Rosmini excitedly.

Santosa shook her head, "The prince Gusti is not home. He's checking out the sugar factory."

"Call me Rinjani over here!" pinta Bu Rosmini flicked her hand.

Santosa felt defeated when dealing with mothers. He steps in to find Rinjani.

In the room, Rinjani is relaxing while surfing in cyberspace.

"Yes.." he said, "What's up?" rinjani asked after she opened the room door.

"Seriously?" rinjani asked enthusiastically.

Santosa nodded, Rinjani immediately stepped her feet wide towards the back garden.

"Mother.." call Rinjani by stretching out her hands.

"This boy has been a mother is still a lot of behavior." Miss Rosmini returned Rinjani's embrace. He rubbed Rinjani's back lovingly.

"Kangin..."

Rinjani had expected that if this would happen, it could be that after this his other friends would invade the Ayahanda residence.

"How are you? Go no part, go home and bring the child. Where's my grandson?" Miss Rosmini is looking for Dalilah.

Rinjani holds Bu Rosmini's hand to go to her room.

"Santosa sir. Please make chocolate ice, two." Rinjani asked, Santosa nodded obediently.

"He's my aide, ma'am. His job is to keep an eye on the people who want to meet me, as well as the bonus I can ask for. Hehe." Rinjani chuckles.

Miss Rosmini nailed her ear, "You're not like the host."

"Jewer again, ma'am."

"That's nuts!" Ms. Rosmini returned to hold Rinjani's ear, she did not believe Rinjani's request, which was even addicted to being hired.

Rinjani chuckles even more, "This is really Miss Rosmini."

Before entering the room, Ms. Rosmini was asked to clean herself in the bathroom next door. Then next, Rinjani let Ms. Rosmini to meet Dalilah who was sleeping.

"You have lost everything, Rinjani. In fact, your son is very similar to Kaysan."

Rinjani laughed lightly, "Is that so Mom?" Rinjani put on a sad face.

Ms. Rosmini approached Rinjani, "Where have you guys been? I was worried when Kaysan made a palace stir. I thought, you and Kaysan will really disappear and never come back."

Rinjani looked away, "We live in Australia. Just visit me." replied Rinjani.

"Hermany? How's things going?" ask Miss Rosmini. For him Herman is a fucking man who willingly makes his daughter the backbone.

"Have married again, now I have a mother's boule." Ms. Rosmini looked tense, apparently she missed a lot of news.

"They live here, with me. But it's busy now. Mama again nyiapin shop to make bakery and pastry shop. Miss Rosmini should be his subscription. Mama's cakes are delicious." Rinjani praised Laura.

"When it opens. Then what about you now? Look, I can't believe you're a mother, if your daughter doesn't pull her ear off. No good, be a patient mother."

Rinjani chuckled, "Indeed mother is already a patient mother? It's not like Ros' mom's hobby would've ripped my ear off if I'd been late for work." Miss Rosmini pinched the air, annoyed at Rinjani's chatter that reversed the fact about her.

The sound of the door being knocked from outside. Rinjani.

"Sorry old ndoro ayu."

Rinjani nods, he takes over the tray Santosa held out.

"Buy me burger in the usual place, complete package, Mr. Santosa."

"Message through go food can ndoro ayu? I have to keep ndoro ayu here." said Santosa looking for the best solution.

"No need to worry, Miss Rosmini is a good minister's mother."

There's another point Rinjani wants to talk to Miss Rosmini. Until Rinjani had to ask him to wait outside the house. Santosa resigned, he must obey the order ndoro ayu.

"Kaysan isn't jealous you have a male aide?" mrs Rosmini asked, "From the look in her eyes to you, she looks like there's something she's hiding."

"Bu Rosmini just saw him once immediately suspicious." said Rinjani, "Let's drink first, Mom. The chocolate ice is so good."

Rinjani rested her back on the back of the sofa. He was so happy to drink ice chocolate.

"Jani.., it's good that you look for a female aide. Because I think, Kaysan will be angry to see you familiar with other men." said Bu Rosmini advised.

"But it wasn't me who asked the aide to look after me, Mom. But Ayahanda."

"And you don't suspect. Why did Father give you an adjutant of a man, especially if he was a single man and was very obedient to your wishes? A young man does not want to be a woman's bitch if he has no other purpose, unless he has some hidden purpose. Jani, tell me the truth, what's going on?"

Rinjani thought for a moment, then one by one the events that Rinjani passed a few months without Kaysan filled the brain of Bu Rosmini. Miss Rosmini sighed.

"You and Kaysan are guilty of what you did. Everything's wrong! Remember when you fought together to live together. People who come to you only to tease and disturb your domestic relations. Jani.., don't be selfish. You have everything you never enjoyed. Be thankful that Kaysan makes you happy, even though you have to live in the shadow of anxiety. Shoulder with your responsibilities as a parent, from there you will learn to become a more mature person. Jealousy may be, but don't blind your wits."

Rinjani pensive. He wanted to reciprocate his jealousy by adding Santosa in their midst, which in the end made him depressed himself because he had to be prestige to be close to Kaysan.

"Rinjani won't start first, later Kaysan mas think I'm a jablay woman." he said quickly.

"Do something trivial first you can. No ujug-ujug asked for marriage, do you basically want to marry Kaysan?" ask Miss Rosmini. Rinjani covered her face with a sofa pillow. Fizzy cheeks.

Happy reading 💚😂