My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 36. [Want to deny ]

I'm nodding. Playing with fire in the room, which is true, was far-fetched I thought. Juwita Ningrat finally passed out of the room.

Kaysan sat in front of me, his stiff hands started to feed me. I'm sharing a little boy who was offered ice cream to follow.

Until the contents of the plate was toilet, Kaysan began to open his voice, "Hunger ya." With a smile, he took the medicine from a plastic bag and prepared three medicines for me.

"Drink, it's sweet." persuaded him like persuading a toddler to take medicine.

"I have often swallowed the bitter pill of gold life." I said taking the medicine grain from his hand.

"Rinjani, the axis of life will turn, be patient."

"Thank you for finding mom, thank you for the time you took for me. Mas.... What if Rinjani breaks his promise?"

"What do you mean, Rinjani?"

"I do not deserve to be with you, Gusti prince Haryo Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep."

"It looks like your medicine has already brought out Rinjani's side effects. Rest, I'll get out of the room and leave you alone."

Kaysan took something from the table. "Read, if you still don't believe that the tomb was your mother's tomb. These are cctv print evidence and mabes polri forensic lab results. Remember when I pulled Rinjani out of your hair, I just wanted to make sure what I met was wrong. But the truth is, your mother's DNA forensic lab results and your DNA are pretty much the same."

"Yes..." I heard his voice shake.

"Rest, later in the afternoon there will be a servant who helps you prepare for the delivery of Do'a." Kaysan walked out of the room and closed the door. Oh my God, am I wrong again.

I saw the wall clock showing at one o'clock in the afternoon. There is still plenty of time for me to rest and think about Kaysan.

*

In the afternoon, I sat down on the side of the bed. I found the door wide open, two men approaching me.

"Have you done it?"

"Let's help you take a shower and get ready."

"Mdude?" call me.

"Mbok Ratmi and Mbok Darmi. We're the man GPH Kaysan told to help with the shower and get ready."

My eyes are round, helping with the shower? Hello, I'm really like a child if the bath has to be bathed.

"Mbok Darmi, Jani can shower herself."

"We're just doing the word ayu."

"Mbok, but Rinjani just got her period. Not if you have to bathe."

Mbok Darmi and Mbok Ratmi meet each other face to face, seeking approval.

"Mbok just take Rinjani to the bathroom. Jani doesn't know the place." I said smiling.

"Good ayu. Let's help the road." Mbok Darmi rubbed my body, my eyes glaring when I knew there were blood spots attached to Kaysan sheets.

"Mbok, how is this? Kaysan will not be angry? The sheets got dirty because of me." I'm worried, I'm really troubling Kaysan all the way to his servants.

"Please calm ayu. Let's replace Mbok Ratmi. Come on now you take a bath to be clean and fragrant." Unasked, Mbok Ratmi changed Kaysan's bed sheets.

I carefully observed Kaysan's room, interesting enough for a child of the king. Glass cabinets with many traditional Javanese clothes with various motifs, plus accessories in the form of keris and blangkon in one place. Not to mention the many rocks that made me shudder in horror.

"Don't touch that closet if it's a hitch."

"Why Mbok?" manya curious.

"It's not just any keris and rocks."

I gawked, "It's over, take a clean, shampooing bath. GPH Kaysan loves fragrant hair."

"Yes Mbok." I'm nodding.

"All GPH Kaysan has prepared in the bathroom. Mbok wait here until Rinjani is done."

Kaysan really made me god, I went inside the bathroom. Looking closely at the contents, a pile of clothes and fragrances he put on the walk on closed.

*

After 20 minutes, I came out wearing all the attributes Kaysan had prepared. Including winged pads that can't fly. I completely demolished his title as the King's son.

"Well, there's no plastic?"

"What is ayu for?"

"Wrapping my dirty clothes."

"Have you been waiting for your kangmas in the room."

"Mbok. Let me clear it up later." I said it's like Juwita Ningrat.

"Maye..."

Mbok Darmi nodded. We walked again to Kaysan's room.

I saw he was sitting on the couch holding his phone.

Mbok Darmi bowed, and so did I.

"Well, I'm ready 'den's good." Mbok Darmi pointed at me. Kaysan looked at me from top to bottom. This afternoon I wear white channel clothes like old Dutch Noni clothes.

"Well, thank you, Mbok."

Mbok Darmi bowed and walked out. Now I am alone confused.

Kaysan patted the sofa next to him, "Sit here."

Why is he not angry, why even more sweet with a long-sleeved batik shirt. His aura is getting radiated. Makes me more fascinated.

"Yes, um." I sat next to him.

"Still sick to your stomach?"

"It's hard, thank you."

"Good, you're beautiful like a girl of old."

"Yes, um."

"Life goes with the uncertainty of Rinjani. There will be many choices you can choose. After this I'll make you make your choice, if you say yes, if you don't say no. I don't want you forced to have a marriage. Marriage is something sacred that I hope for now and for the future."

"Mas... Rinjani is just hesitating."

"Sorry! tell me?"

"So I secretly heard the talk of Mother and Nurmala Sari. If the dysmenorrhea I'm having can affect my reproductive health. I'm afraid I can't give you offspring." I said softly, my head lowered.

It was not that Kaysan was disappointed with my decision that he laughed instead, "We haven't even tried Rinjani yet. Forget about your fears, it will only suggest that you are unsure of yourself. There are still many possibilities to do."

"Yes..."

"Due Do'a in a minute. Let's go out to the pendopo, there'll be Nina's family and Miss Rosmini's."

"Mas invited them?"

"Yes, to accompany you."

"You are indeed the sweet old mango Gusti prince Haryo Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep." I said as I blinked one eye.

"Don't tease me Rinjani."

I chuckled, "Mas really won't kiss me?"

"No!"

"Mas, sure?"

"Rinjani!"

"Hehe, thank you. I'm looking forward to the character with me."

"Quite Rinjani! Don't put on a face like that."

"Why?"

"I won't bring you back if it's like that."

"Am I worried?"

"More than that. Join Mother and others."

I nodded, I walked over to the crowd of cool talking mothers. Nina who realized my arrival finally hugged me.

"Jani. You have to be sincere, everything that comes will definitely go. Ridhokan your mother went to the land of heaven."

"Amen. Thank you Nina, I don't want to see you cry. You're all I need for mom."

"Do'i slalu to you, Jani. Even I've prayed for you to quickly marry the poet of your heart."

"Ssttt, let's discuss something else."

"Why?"

"They're about to start."

That night the Do'a's delivery to the mother took place solemnly. Kaysan himself led the Do'a-Do'a, asking mother for my blessing.

That night Kaysan drove me home, without forgetting the black plastic filled with my dirty clothes.

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