My Husband is a Ningrat

Anthology of short stories [Sadeva ]

Nakula's marriage was like a romantic scene I had. I-Sadeva, confidently holding my two lovers-Isabelle and Irene in front of my parents.

So many eyes were on me, wondering what was going on. But me, just cut it. I only spread a sweet smile ala Ayahanda if being surrounded by his wives.

So is the barrage of questions with English being asked by both of them. But I let him. I want to see who can last long. Fighting anger and suspicion.

I was wrong to love two people at once. But as much as possible I divide it evenly. I've met Isabelle a lot, but I've never acted beyond the limit. We just hug, hold hands, or occasionally give long-distance kisses.

Unlike Irene, even though we had a long distance relationship. Irene slalu talked about her activities, as evidenced by the many fragments of Irene's video that often adorned my phone screen.

I'm happy, but I'm also concerned. Irene believed in me so much that I couldn't bear to decide.

He was very enthusiastic when he found out my twin was married.

In droves she comes with Sheila and her husband to visit Sheila's step-sister. Kylie.

Irene was shocked, especially her father. I suspect his father was carrying a gun behind his back. But baby, this is in my homeland. The place where I was very safe was guarded by Ayahanda's aide. Also, his father Irene had great respect for Father. So naturally his father Irene who brought his close relatives and all are police can only be silent a thousand languages. I won this time.

Like Nakula, I didn't expect to be a prince. For me it becomes a heavy burden, especially at my young age. I did not leave the palace when there were official events that required all of the children of Ayahanda to gather. But, I still want to live my daily life being a student, with all the classic problems of thesis that continue to burden all students. Not to mention the fun love issues to talk about.

The difference is, Nakula has wanted to marry Rahma's sister whom he has been dating since Jani's mother came in Nakula's life. At first, it was me who was wide open to accept Mbak Jani. But, over time, an important role to keep Sister Jani was taken by Nakula-because I had to accompany Isabelle. My boyfriend has been with me since the beginning of college.

Here-to-now secret!

Nakula had thought that Mbak Jani would make him forget about Narnia, because Mbak Jani often invited him to talk and do many interesting things. But I forbid it. Otherwise, Nakula will increasingly fall into the tempest of love that will make him a cool, selling expensive man, and does not care about anything called the term 'love'.

When Nakula asked permission to marry Rahma's sister. Actually, I just meant to play Nakula. Is he really serious, or just a temporary wish. Nakula really meant it. Evidently from the frequent Nakula went to Kaysan mas, and asked a lot of information about how to become an adult male.

Nakula, my twin brother had indeed changed a lot when Kaysan brought Rahma's brother into Nakula's life. Nakula returned, becoming a shining moon.

But, on the other hand, I feel lost. Losing another side of myself.

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Isabelle was more interested in western culture. No wonder he often uses modern and contemporary minimalist clothes. He is also in the field of being a Awkarin-class selebgram.

His mother is Javanese, while his father is Dutch. If he's angry, he'll be messing around with Dutch I don't know. Her hobbies are crashing if I don't obey her orders. Sometimes that's why I'm looking for an escape from love.

Isabelle was disappointed, because she kept expecting reassurance from me.

The certainty to get her engaged.

To be honest I don't want to be tied down, I still want to enjoy the youth, before I finally have to establish the heart of who deserves to accompany my name in the family card later.

One day after Nakula's wedding. I was just confused by Isabelle and Irene asking for an explanation. In fact, I forgot about the plan to interrupt Nakula's first night.

Really he cheated so much, I often imagine what it feels like to make love, Nakula was the one who enjoyed it.

After meeting Isabelle, I went home in the afternoon to find Nakula and ask her about her first night. Honey, all I met was Ayahanda and mother Sasmita in the back pendopo.

"What's your business, playboy?" exclaim Mother.

"Dizziness, Bun. Isabelle won't break up. Irene was hoping for the best." I explained as I leaned my back against the support pole.

"Mistake yourself why you follow Ayahanda." taunted Mother, then nudged Ayahanda's arm.

"Can't one of my children inherit my nature? It was enough that Kaysan and Nakula had one wife. Sadewa let me be my follower." Ayahanda.

"Why?" ask Ayahanda.

Again the two adults I respect argued against me, about me who was worried about choosing Isabelle or Irene.

"I'll marry both!" reply straightforward.

Mommy's ruffled around the waist, "My son!"

"Mother..."

His eyes were full of chaos.

Between anger, sadness, disappointment and other feelings raging into one.

"Empress Sasmita.." call Ayahanda.

Mother took a long breath. Then clenched his hands in front of Ayahanda.

"Sendiko dhawuh, my husband."

The father nodded, "If Sadewa is unable to choose one of them, then the question should be the two girls. Bring your two lovers dinner tomorrow. Let Father mediate."

"Good Father." I got up, unfortunately before I left Ayahanda and mother, a telepathy was already a sign.

"Where's the tickle, Bun?" my many. Because the house looks lonely. Also unseen was Kaysan and his family members.

"Hotel." replied Mother.

"Where?"

"Don't bother your brother. Let them be alone!"

"Mother doesn't seem to know me. Where, tell me, Bun?" I forced.

"Mother doesn't know either. Kaysan gave her the honeymoon package gift."

"Are you sure Nakula can do it?"

"Don't get me wrong, just ask the courtier who washed the sheets."

"What does this have to do with bed sheets!"

Dad patted me on the shoulder, "Don't be curious. Now accompany Father and mother to attend the wedding of the family Tirtodiningrat."

"Why are so many married, Father?"

"Because it's time to get married, my son. I'm sure."

I sighed tired. I was wearing a kejawen shirt yesterday. Later also have to wear kejawen clothes. For a long time I will open a boutique to sell kejawen clothes that I have.

Happy reading 💚

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