My Husband is a Ningrat

Part special III

The hill of hope was still towering and I was still at its base. Still trying to crawl and climb. Sweaty and tired I enjoy by surrendering.

I chose to pull over and stay quiet. Mas Kaysan actually chose to enjoy the days before his coronation to play with children.

He said, "I'll be busy... We're gonna be busy... The children still need us, this is my time to be with them before my time is seized by the greater responsibility of my father."

Being quiet and pulled over reminds me of this journey of love. I smile every now and then, covering my face in shame, I may love that man.

The man who became the father for my children. The man who fought to raise my degree. The man who was able to make me turn into a graceful woman.

It could be that I have the determination that I originally thought would only cross it and make it into memories.

Now everything is different.. Everything had turned into the warmth I held in my heart.

"Mother wants to talk, Mother."

I saw Nanang also sitting by the pool. Nina's marriage yesterday was enough to let me know that Dr. Ridwan also knows German. And, the two men engaged in a serious conversation after getting off the bridal stage. Both spoke German, and only the two of them knew.

"All right."

"Nina marahan with her husband?"

"No, why?"

"I feel guilty!"

"That's it. Ikhlaskan."

"It was so at last."

"Propay ya."

"Hmmm..."

I left Nanang before our conversation got longer and crossed back the path of memories that had long since sunk.

I went to Mother who was in a wheelchair in the back pendopo.

My mother smiled sweetly at me.

"Meet another ex?" ask Mother, her clumsiness has not disappeared even though the age is twilight.

"Not the ex, Mother. But Om of my children." answered me while sitting down in front of Mother.

"Nanang who never married, you are soon to replace Mother. There are many things that make Mother curious, do you still survive this situation?"

I nodded, "We've held on together at all times, Mother."

"While it is not blood that binds you, the family must still be united. But that's not what you want to talk about."

Mother sighed, before her smile turned into seriousness.

"Rinjani, be a straightforward woman but remain meticulous and vigilant. You are still young, of course, many parties doubt your performance later. Talk about any royal issues with your husband. You two need to work together to find a solution. Don't carry your own burden, Nduk. Many of his confidants Mother will help you later in the palace."

I just lowered my head and nodded, there is no sentence I can say anymore for this matter.

Mother patted her thigh, "Stand back" he said.

I hesitate to do, but I can't refuse if Mother has been so. I looked at him with a sad look.

I leaned at Mother's feet. Mother's hand stroked my hair slowly.

"Whatever light you turn on will not be able to illuminate the dark side of the corner covered by the barrier as well as human life. As good as you and Kaysan lead later will not be able to open the eyes that have been closed by all forms of Angkara. So don't be surprised if there will be many things that become a stumbling block you two."

"There will be a lot of modernization that erodes Javanese culture, there will be many changes including leading a kingdom. This is the time for young people to work. Mother believes you are Rinjani. The thug that Mother brought here, became my man and my successor."

Mother's voice turned heavy, I raised my head. Mother's eyes were already glazed, but her lips were smiling.

"It's time for Mama to rest."

I shook my head, "Rinjani still needs Mother."

"Be the Queen of hearts as wide as the ocean. But more important is to be yourself cheerful and what you are. That's your mother's message before your husband comes asking you to accompany him." Mother wiped away the tears.

The boisterous voice of the boys had already seized my attention from feeling sad because Mother's speech was like a farewell sentence.

I'm turning. I saw Kaysan and the kids who had finished swimming.

Dalilah who became a favorite Mother walked bent in front of Mother before kissing the back of her hand.

"Eyang Uti why is she sad?" ask Dalilah.

"It's okay, just bubu just stepped on the feet of the sick Mother." explained Mother.

"Mother not careful!" cetus Dalilah's.

"Sorry, you didn't mean it."

"Pubu apologized first to Eyang Uti!"

Mas Kaysan who was sitting next to me asked with the look of his eyes, as well as Suryawijaya who was curious about Eyang Utinya and me who both showed a sad face.

I clenched both hands above my head, "Sendiko dhawuh Gusti Kanjeng Ratu Juwita Ningrat. Rinjani is ready to devote herself to the people and to carry on the throne of Mother. May the universe bless Rinjani as Mother bless me as the wife of Gusti Prince Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep."

I bent over to kiss Mother's instep with tears streaming down her cheeks and feet.

Mas Kaysan stroked my back long enough. It is the one who does not know the true events that only cries bitterly beside me.

"Baba, why bubu and eyang Uti!" suryawijaya.

Mas Kaysan patted my back, "Wake up.." he said.

I wiped my tears before kissing Mom's right and left cheeks.

I shed Mother's tears before returning to sit down in front of Mother.

Mother smiled, looked at one by one the faces of humans who sat down in front of her.

"The mother can't wait to see you all officially introduced to the world. Mother can't wait to see you fighting for the castle fortress that was built hundreds of years ago. Happy fighting my children. Fight tirelessly, fight with the provisions that Mother has brought."

Kaysan and I nodded and clenched both hands on their heads. Dalilah and Suryawijaya followed suit.

I am Rinjani Alianda Putri, although there are still many pebbles that hurt my footsteps. I believe the stones will melt into sand if I pass through them often. Likewise with the journey to the royal throne.

I have enjoyed it all these ten years. Bitter, sweet, satirical that felt so bitter I felt deep and attached to myself.

All has been determined when the coronation of the King and Queen in lieu of Father and Mother.

Now I just need to prepare. Somehow my footsteps later, somehow the world judged me later and somehow my way of life after this.

Born and inward, I just need to hand it over to the Gusti of God.

...Happy reading 💚...