My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [ Nakula I ]

Next days. I'M FRETTING.

Mas Kaysan actually gave me a secret kamasutra book. No one should know, including Sadewa. I kept it like I kept the most valuable data of my life. Meeting and hidden.

One night, I tried to swallow my hard-earned saliva while looking at the erotic styles depicted in the book.

Why like acrobatics? is there no style that is commonly done.

I closed the book, but the visualisation of the picture made me curious again. I opened it, and examined one by one the images presented clearly.

Kaysan also learned from this book. If so, secretly it turns out Kaysan mas washed away.

Since Sasmita's mother was appointed empress, my brother and I have lived in the main house. The reason is classic slalu, the scrutiny of us crown princes. Actually I don't mind if I just be Bendoro Raden Mas, considering I'm the bontot. In Javanese terms, Tut Wuri Handayani (from behind gives encouragement and support ). I was comfortable with that position, especially if Kaysan suddenly shook the palace 'again' with his departure. That certainly makes us, the child of the second empress must be willing to accept the decree of Father to continue his position. And, it was beyond the desire of the Nanang-kak - the oldest-brother - who preferred to learn to be a mastermind. While Mas Rama, Kaysan's biological brother is no longer interested in the position. Mas Rama preferred to be involved in the business owned by the palace. Mas Rama supported the palace in his own way.

The house that we used to live in was not for sale, but it remained a second home if we longed for the good memories of that house.

I kept the kamasutra under the bed. The easiest place to reach by common sense but rarely known, Sadewa.

My twin brother is still angry, and does not want to say hello to me. But Kaysan was warning me to get close to Sadewa.

Naturally, for 25 years we lived together. There I must be Sadewa. Our inner bond has certainly been established since we were in the womb of the mother of Sasmita.

Actually, I am sad to part with Sadewa, but even more sad if I see Rahma's brother never visited the betel nut of her heart. I'd feel guilty if Rahma's brother kept being called 'old maid' by his neighbor. Although Rahma slalu covered her heartbreak with positive affirmations that she said to herself.

Thanks to the help of Kaysan, everyone agreed that I married first among the other sisters. They call it

'Straddled', which means I have to meet the requirements of the eldest brothers to fulfill their wishes as a form of permission from me to marry and ask for my blessing.

Mas Rama wants perfume from Crocodile brand. Of all the children of Ayahanda, only the Rama mas are masculine and tend to be metro sexual. Very different from the gentleman and fierce Kaysan mas! Huft...

Mas Dimas wanted the limited edition shoes I had - I didn't want - but for the sake of rahma-sister - I had to willingly take them off - weighing 70 million for the joking Dimas mas to miss.

Nindy just wants me to be happy, without having to bother her when Rahma gives birth later. Hahaha, where there is Ma'am Jani slalu there is Mbak Nindy who is troubled to take care of Dalilah and Suryawijaya. While Ma'am Jani himself is busy studying online and studying with his mother. Ma'am Jani's daily routine is back to normal. Learn to dance, make offerings, plus parenting and soul training. It looks like Ma'am Jani is busy, but Mbak slalu took the time to babysit his own children and pamper Kaysan, of course.

Mas Andri's. The child of Sekar Tanjung, not at home. Mother Sekar took her away because Mother Sekar was involved in the case of embezzlement of palace money involving Andri mas. At that time there was a concussion at the palace. So he decided to divorce his second wife. I feel guilty because after that we were three children Mother Sasmita was appointed crown prince. For security reasons, Father brought us to live in the main house with the permission of the Queen Mother.

Mas Danu's... Many do not know him because Danu mas including people who like to be alone. His hobbies are fishing and working in the field of waters that are included in the leadership of the Tirtodiningrat family.

Mas Danu is the son of Desy Hapsari's mother and is the sibling of Mas Dimas. Third wife Father. Requests are not strange, but they are difficult to find.

So did Aksa and Airlangga, they were the sons of the fourth wife of Ayahanda. They are rarely exposed as they continue their S2 education in Singapore. Only occasionally come home for important events, including my wedding which will be on the title one more week.

But the most difficult of their requests, was to melt the heart of Sadewa.

I came out of the room to see Sadewa in her room. But, before I got to Sadewa's room, I often found Santosa and Mbak Nindy chatting together in the living room. Mas Santosa did work for Kaysan, and Mbak Nindy served for Mbak Jani. The two often complain about the two employers who slalu have a lot of 'strange' requests'.

"Bak, see Sadewa?" I asked Ms. Nindy.

Nindy's mother shrugged her shoulders, she flicked her hand to throw me away.

"You need a thousand seductions to seduce him. There... disturb people pdkt aja." pibir Mbak Nindy.

"Where would Santosa like Ma'am!" my reply made Mbak Nindy growled.

"Husaha, Brother!"

Mbak Nindy's face was sour, he turned to look at Santosa mas.

"Don't give hope, if later you just throw it on the brink of pain."

Mas Santosa looked at Mbak Nindy, and just smiled.

I. chuckle. What a lovely Nindy.

"Can have been warned to keep bringing the soul and identity of a Ningrat, wherever we are. Madam Nindy alone is negligent." said I who increasingly make Mbak Nindy angry.

Before Sister Nindy actually attacked me, as quickly as possible I disappeared from her sight.

I knocked on Sadewa's room door.

Sometimes I call him, but Sadewa is still silent in his room. I faithfully waited for him, leaning against the door of the room.

Still vividly remembered, when we used to fight often because it won the heart of a Middle School girl. At that time our interest was almost the same. In the end, we promised not to judge someone the same.

"Wa. I want to talk."

"Wa.." call me again.

I knocked on her bedroom door many times.

"Well, do I need to postpone my marriage. And, we got married on the same day? But you have to choose one woman, and be a faithful man. Whoa!" I kicked the door.

"Open the door!"

I banged his room so many times that I made Mbak Nindy and Mas Santosa come to me.

"Not come out your twin yet?"

I sighed, "What a rage Sadewa overcame Madam Jani's anger when she found Kaysan's mas kissed by another woman."

"What!"

I'm turning. Ma'am Jani held Suryawijaya, beside him was Dalilah who tickled Suryawijaya's feet.

"What are you doing?" ask Ma'am Jani.

"Casual, ndoro ayu. Still resolving the dispute between the twins." said Santosa.

"Only left out of marriage is like being left behind by a cheating soulmate! Wa. therefore be a faithful man. Boyfriend two, but Nakula left marriage like left your boyfriend both. Shame on your behavior..."

Jani is very outspoken. In front of Sadewa's room, he was still ornate in voicing the real truth.

I agreed, holding Suryawijaya and letting her mother express her opinion.

"Mom... Ms. clewet." said Dalilah.

"Ssttt. there play with Santosa."

Jani's brother coded Santosa to bring Dalilah to play.

"Wa, try to understand. And, talk about it carefully."

The door opened, Sadewa stood up while yawning and rubbing her face rough.

"You're doing it, brisik!"

Me and Ma'am Jani throw one another a look, "You sleeping? Clock this?" ask Jani

"Why really? Any issues?" sadewa asked lightly.

"The problem is you. Nakula is worried about you. Nakula wants to know, did you approve of her getting married first?" ask Ma'am Jani.

Sadewa. He hesitates.

"But never turn into someone else and a husband who sucks like Kaysan mas."

"Hey!!!" belbur Mbak Jani's.

I handed Suryawijaya into the sling of Mbak Jani.

"Thank you, Wa. You can be a nice fence later." I hugged Sadewa.

Sadewa returned my embrace, "I just ask, you should be happy with your decision to marry young. Because after we get married, we can't have fun as usual." Sadewa took off her arms, "One more time, tell me the first night." she continued, which made me snap my finger in her ear.

"Just boy. If you want, you bother yourself, Wa."

"He may bother to leave behind memories with bath soap."

We both laughed. There was a sense of relief when Sadewa had already allowed me to get married. Now it's my turn to wait for the wedding day with mixed feelings and tight-fisted.

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