My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 50. [will be a rough datan ]

After taking a bath together and talking about the future. Kaysan took me to the prayer mat he called, without burning lust Kaysan helped me wear my clothes and my face.

A moment, a moment, a moment. I want the earth to stop spinning as the melodious rhythm softens in my ears.

The rhythm cooled my heart, as the chants of the holy verses were spoken from his mouth.

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BEJA DATAN IS GOING TO BE IN TROUBLE

A person's worth is ultimately determined by his adab, not by his lineage. Not where he came from, but what he did. It doesn't matter what his religion is, but how he treats others. It is not a matter of title, just care and benefit received by people around.

It is true that on earth there is melodious singing without sound, beautiful literature without script, always luminous but not the sun, always giving coolness but not a gust of wind, embraced by all beliefs and accepted by all groups and all of them is good.

[Sri Nalendra Kalaseba ]

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"What was it like last night when I found out I passed out?" I asked when Kaysan was busy opening the laptop he put on his lap.

"Suddenly limp, drooping."

I giggled, "So you haven't reached the release stage yet?"

"Not yet." Without looking back and still busy with the laptop in front of him. Kaysan's fingers were busy typing whatever.

"I'm sorry, my. We should have ended last night with a hug. Eh Jani even fainted. 'is not funny." Still lying on the bed, I tried to peek at what Kaysan was doing.

"Working gas?" manya curious.

"Just now Rinjani. Just checking important reports."

I nodded, "So besides the mas family has a sugar factory and a tea factory, what else does the mas family have?"

Kaysan did not turn his head at all, his eyes sharpened while showing the eyebrows that met.

"Sorry, Jani is disturbing." I turned to look back at Kaysan. Take my HP and see the incoming notification.

"Assalamualaikum wife of the man."

"Assalamualaikum Rinjani."

"Jani, Nina kangen."

"Jani..," Nina ended her message with a frowning emoticon.

I opened another message.

"Jani, how are you?"

"It's free that you don't block my number anymore, but my message you never reply at all. You hate me, Jani."

The nanang! Why the hell is he, it feels like my whole body is getting made sick with the last message that Nanang sent. It's nothing, if only Kaysan knew my ex-lover was still calling me, what would this marriage be. Although the secret I still can't lie to myself that I'm already a wife.

I let the messages from Nanang, but Naas's checkmark two has been read by his eyes. The incoming messages filled my notifications, making the once quiet space brisik with a message tone in the form of chicken coke. I glanced at Kaysan, smiling stiffly. Kaysan did not respond at all to the noise of my HP, he was still busy looking at the laptop screen with barely blinking eyes.

I hesitate to read it or just peek at it. Until I finally chose to turn off my HP. I hid the flat object behind the pillow. Still turning my back on Kaysan, I began to realize that Kaysan was ignoring me, the girl who had just lost a virgin last night.

"Mass?"

"Hm."

"Can Jani see what work?"

"Come here."

I dragged my body closer to Kaysan. My eyes stared at the screen of his laptop, instantly my eyes glared when I saw the contents of the same conversation with the contents of the notification that entered my phone.

"Mas tapped my number?"

"Yes." Yeah." The answer is so light and heartless.

"Mas doesn't believe me, until the samples have to secretly tap my number. It's cheating, even I'm reluctant to just open my phone." My breath up and down held in fury. "Why don't you ask Jani not to use HP!"

I opened the blanket that covered some of my legs. I limped out of the room, not caring about Kaysan calling my name so many times.

The place I was heading to was the backyard, but dear the girl was cool to sit while enjoying the beauty of nature. Realizing my presence, Indy waved her hand, "Here's Ma'am." Call him cheerfully.

Whether my sense of hearing is soaked, or this girl is eating wrong like her mother. The guests of the tree where he came to call me 'Mbak'. He may have hidden intentions.

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

"Still sick?" tanyakanya.

"Ehm, you could say that." I smiled wryly.

"How old is Ma'am?"

"20."

Indy's eyes were round, and his laughter was like hearing a joke from a comedian. His laughter filled my eardrum. His head nodded as if in disbelief.

"20?" It seemed like he still could not believe it and tried to convince himself again.

"Is there something strange, Ndy?"

"It's really weird, so you and Kaysan are 14 years old, Hahaha." His laughter exploded again, then his head looked up at the sky. "It's funny, you deserve to be our little brother Rinjani. You're married to an om-om."

I smiled wryly, "Does it look like that?"

Indy turned his head and nodded, "I thought Kaysan would find a mature companion, who could understand all his responsibilities. Then, three days ago, my mother gave me news that Kaysan was married. But hide-and-seek."

I heard it carefully, Indy still told me again with a rancid voice and did not show his attitude like a palace princess. Is he doing a rebel like a monarchy?

The parasites are like the Javanese in general, his nose is not so sharp, his eyebrows are symmetrical, brown eyeballs and his chin is pointed, his lips he is plain in such a way with lipstick magenta color, and the color of the, his ears are decorated with megenta-colored eye beads. If I deduce, this girl likes the color of magenta and the room painted in the same color which is seven meters from Kaysan's room is her room. It also hangs with a woodcut that says, "I'm a Rebellious Princess" /I'm the daughter of a rebel.

"Picking to live with our family is a big decision you made Rinjani. I will stand applaus for your courage, if you are with the successor to the throne of the kingdom. You are the future of the kingdom. After Father and Mother abdicated, all the survival of Hadiningrat kingdom is in your hands and Kaysan mas."

This salak seed was still stuck in my throat, I choked without being able to say a word. Or just showing a flabbergasted facial expression.

Indy looked at me with a smile, "What else is your 20-year-old age, that means you are the youngest empress in our kingdom." Gently stroking my hand, like I was channeling energy into my body, "Mas Kaysan was the first child to bear many burdens, royal burdens, workloads and responsibilities as a husband. I understand at your age that is still fairly just entering adulthood, there will be many conflicts between your mind and body that are at odds. What else will be a lot of rules at home later, trying to convince yourself to try your best. Because Kaysan mas is also fighting for you in front of the royal officials and Ayahanda."

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