My Husband is a Ningrat

Antalogy of short stories [ Nanang X ]

Taking photos of sacred objects in the palace does require special rituals such as fasting mutihan. Can not just anyone can photograph sacred objects that should only be taken by us who already have permission from the palace or permission from the guard of these objects.

I was lucky enough to see it up close, although there was actually a certain awkwardness in having to deal with sacred objects.

Photos of this sacred object will be published on the sos to show collections of heirlooms that can not be seen directly.

Today is a special day related to the anniversary of the wedding of Father and Mother Juwita.

It's common, Ayahanda will hold a folk party related to social missions. Such as holding a mass blood donation that is intended for courtiers and internal parties of the palace assisted by

the Indonesian red cross.

Not only that, Ayahanda will open the door of the palace to entertain guests and people who are officially invited by the palace.

Father and Mother will rejoice with happiness that feels complete because it is accompanied by Dalilah and Suryawijaya.

Father introduced his grandchildren in front of the invited guests. The cheerful daliah does entertain the atmosphere. He accompanied Father, chattering and asking a lot about the palace decorations. Curiosity exceeds that of a boy of his age. Father was delighted, his lips continued to curl into a smile that had not decomposed since.

Mother sat in Suryawijaya's seat to let Mas Kaysan and Mbak Jani accompany some special guests.

Father and Mother are indeed preparing the two lovebirds to change their position. Rinjani does seem awkward at the moment, but Kaysan continues to embrace his shoulder like telling his wife not to worry and fear.

Then Me?

As a documentation team, I realized that I was assigned to take important moments. These photos will be published on the palace's social media and some will be personal documentation.

Sitting next to Mom, I checked my shots. I smiled with satisfaction when the results were a lot that did not need to be edited anymore.

"Eat first, Nang." said Mother.

"Good Mother. But Nanang is still full." I said with a smile. I pinched Suryawijaya's adorable cheeks.

"Where's the tube?" ask her to prank.

"Mom... Ma'am." His lips then quivered to cry.

"Mother my ex-lover." said I was immediately greeted by a headband by Mother.

"How did you decide to go to Germany?" ask Mother.

"One house asked that. Nanang is still confused Mother." I replied while taking pictures.

"Why not devote yourself in the palace, Nang? The palace needs young people like you to raise the spirit of culture that has been abandoned by many generations now. The palace needs an example of the young people from the next generation of the palace who still and continue the cultural tradition across generations!"

I got goosebumps after that. Mother's request is the same word that I have to obey. I felt like I wanted to leave and disappear in an instant when I couldn't say anything. Honestly, this blue blood will be ingrained forever.

Whether or not I serve in the palace. There is ancestral blood flowing in my blood. I'd be ashamed until I lost my true self.

"Mother knows your problem. But there is no need to go all the way abroad to just forget the ex. Because love and jealousy both have the principle of strengthening and weakening. While you have gone through complicated love problems with Rinjani and Kaysan. But look at you now. You deserve to be proud because you are a prince with a sincere tenderness."

I feel flattered. But I need some time to be really sure that my choice is something useful now and when I grow old.

"Mother wants to go to the toilet. Suryawijaya. If you're fussy give it to your ex-boyfriend bubu."

I want to laugh when I hear Mom's jokes. I put down my camera and took over Suryawijaya.

This boy looked at me confused. Because I realized that I had indeed worn kejawen clothes complete with blangkon and keris tucked behind my back.

"I am Nanang. Your mother's first love. Your father loves both and you love all three. Dapet the end. Don't be sad!" ledekku on Suryawijaya.

Not waiting for long, this boy had already caught the attention of the invited guests. Her crying reached her mother's ears.

"Where's mother?" ask Rinjani.

"Toilet. This is your son. I'd like to continue the blood donation show." I put Suryawijaya into his mother's hands.

"Cariin Nina! Bring him here! He must be tired."

You're a commanding officer! I murmured while away from him. I am avoiding Nina, now fate is inviting her to get closer to the nuclear family.

Nina did get a special invitation as a special guest as well as an apprentice nurse who helped PMI officers. In general, he was already considered a family by Ayahanda. Regardless of his status as my best friend and Rinjani.

Carrying a camera that weighs about 1.5kg. I started aiming for the best corners. Until my camera lens caught a stocky figure who was busy chatting with courtiers who queued for blood donors.

I approached Nina and called her.

"What, Nang?" the answer.

"Called up, Ma'am. Asked to dalem."

"I'm not done yet." she argued.

"Udah mauhur, rest and pray first!" my word.

Nina just smiled, she went back to check the weight, blood pressure, and hemoglobin of one of the courtiers.

"Weight is not enough, sir. Kuy, eat a lot first so that you can donate blood next year" said Nina suggested.

"For tips fattening body Mbak?"

Nina chuckled, "The tips are happy inside out. One more thing, just eat what you want to eat. Automatic we're happy and fat auto body like me."

He is 11 12 with Rinjani. The only difference is the shape of the body. For her face to resemble Audy Item when young, it was just that her hair I didn't know. It was a sensitive area of hers and only her future husband would know how innocent a Nina was.

I've set my heart on not getting caught up in the love that started from friendship. I don't want Nina and I to be hostile just because of love or heartbreak.

For me it's hard to get someone as good as him, and I'm afraid of losing him for hurting him. Let it be like this, like before. When Nina and I easily talk about trivial things and support each other.

The word Mother of love is strengthening and weakening. If Nina's love is present to strengthen, it is her. Inner born I know how her nature is, but if love is present to weaken it is not her.

From all sides. Nina does have a positive side. But unfortunately the positive side he gives to everyone.

"Where's Rinjani, Nang? I'm done." explains Nina, she took off her alma mater and washed her hands in the sink.

"I drove to Kaysan's room. Suryawijaya asked for a nap." I replied as I preceded him.

"Just this time I saw you wearing a kejawen shirt. The aura of your face is getting charismatic." explains Nina.

"Do not want to be. Weird know!" hatch me.

Nina chuckled, "Fear very much in love, Nang. I have no problem refusing. I am self-conscious. What matters is that what I want to talk about has been conveyed."

Nina was very relaxed talking about it, while I closed my eyes for a moment hearing her tone. I stopped my steps and turned around slowly.

"I'm comfortable like this, Nin. I want us to be together without any courtship status!"

Nina was silent, then nodded slowly.

"We love each other and will not be separated. I'm behind you until you get a love that can make you happy."

...Finished....