My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 53. [Side Story - A team of love hunters ]

The girl does like to tickle, likes to pull. How not, to ask for her, I have to find her mother. Without a name, without a name. Sly! simultaneously smart. I know he's testing my seriousness, what can I do. I'll find her mother bye!

That same day I gathered my confidants after driving my little girl Jani home. In a special house for an important meeting. My servants come simultaneously, it is normal that in the highest position of the kingdom get a special honor. Ever since I learned my way, I've been getting special treatment. Be respected, respected and respected. Like Ayahanda, I am Kaysan Adiguna Pangarep no one dares to defy me or stare at me. Except, Rinjani's gaze.

"Gusti Prince Haryo Kaysan, what's going on collecting us this late?" One of my trusted elders came to me, without me telling him to land his body on the very end of the bench.

"Listen to me carefully." All my servants nodded, and immediately sat in a circle like they were negotiating a treaty.

"Say Kaysan, what's wrong? Does Sultan Agung need anything." I smiled wryly, only the elder with the title of the highest Abdi Dalem dared to call me Kaysan. But again the girl also called me, Kaysan. What a brave girl. May his courage be able to match me, later.

"I need information. Find out when and when the man named Herman did his last trial in the religious court."

Everyone looked at each other, what an unusual word. Even one RT has the name Herman more than one. Then, immediately they had to find the existence of 'Herman' in a religious court in one city district. This was indeed inconsequential, but that was the only clue Rinjani gave. Their parents separated during the last and final trial as Rinjani and her mother met.

"Hermany? Who is that man, Kaysan. What do you need with him? Tell me clearly! Let's not have to dizzy thinking about it." The elder named Dhanangjaya was breaking the table.

"Patience, it's old. Control of your emotions Dhanangjaya." I smiled wryly as I sharpened my gaze.

"You listen carefully, this order is beyond your performance in the kingdom. Do it with secrecy and caution. If you hear the family or the royal officials. You already know the consequences." Dhanangjaya smiled broadly, "You're threatening me, Kaysan! I even know all your secrets!"

"Maha." I laughed loudly, "Obviously you know all my secrets, Dhanangjaya. When I was a kid, you were the one who took care of me. Then, what do you want to describe. Tell everyone, if I'm a victim."

Dhanangjaya laughed out loud, "What do we need to look for by the name of Herman? Say it!"

"Find that name, and who's Herman's ex-wife. Look for population data that has a child named Rinjani Alianda Putri. Do it as quickly as you need to search using a team of experts in the field of surveillance and eavesdropping. I'm not sure you guys used to move fast when I saw your already wrinkled skin."

Alis Dhanangjaya met, grinning. "If it's any secret, we'll find a spy agency in town to find a man named Herman and his ex-wife's name, troubling!"

Dhanangjaya took the cigar from his pants pocket and sipped on it, "You guys go home, we'll meet tomorrow after finishing your duty in the government. Remember, don't let anyone get suspicious!" that was the decree from Dhanangjaya before finally the cigar smoke billowed from his nostrils.

In the special house that I bought without the knowledge of the family, there lived me and Dhanangjaya. He is an old man whose age is more than Ayahanda, more precisely he is the oldest servant in our family from the successor to the throne before Ayahanda. There are many secrets hidden inside his head.

"What's my son?" Dhanangjaya responded to me like her grandson, the grandson she had cared for since childhood. My mischievous behavior as a child was the one who knew, he was also my teacher. Teacher in many things.

"What different caste marriages can be done within the kingdom of eyang?"

"Say what do you mean?"

"Herman is the father of my beloved Rinjani."

"Rinjani? The girl you talked about last night in your house?"

"Hahaha, you brash. I who am this old still have to call you by the frills of the kingdom. Then, what do you mean by a different caste marriage, you want to marry Kaysan?"

"Tell me the cause and effect?"

Dhanangjaya plunged the cigar putung into the ashtray.

"A different caste marriage does not exist. All mankind 'same' in the eyes of the Power. Merely, the blood flowing in your blood is the blood of your ancestors. Special blood! For if a marriage of different castes had happened because you wanted the girl, no one would have forbidden you, not even the people would have obeyed your choice. It's just that the consequences are on the girl. You know Kaysan, you need one strong woman in a leader."

I let out a long sigh and doubted Dhanangjaya's words, it does need a strong woman in a leader, especially the one I will lead is not a small kingdom, but the kingdom that has been established for thousands of years ago, "Ayahanda has approved me to choose an ordinary girl. It's just that the girl asked me to find her mother, in return she promised to marry me."

"Yes, I can admit he was brave enough to tell you. Wait for the news tomorrow, let me lead the love-hunting army."

Dhanangjaya came up to me, patting my shoulder. "If indeed a different caste marriage really happens, you don't want something that happens to your mother to repeat. Take it well my granddaughter, make peace."

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That afternoon I got word that the love hunter army led by Dhanangjaya had met with a spy agency.

In a large mall that I know is our family business relationship, Adiguna Pangarep. Two large courtiers of the Mall who stand on the basis of true love are washed away due to infidelity. The mall was designated as two interlocked malls between the past Long and Revenge. Two malls connected on the basis of family love. Yes, the mall is none other than the Bhagawanta Mall.

One of the owners was spy agency Brandles Wolfgang, son of the chairman. The news I read from Dhanangjaya, if the woman named Jasmine Adriana was pregnant at an old age.

"What's up, man?" The phone came in from Dhanangjaya on the sidelines of my booming work.

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"Just tell me the truth, if it's a professional agent they'll close a secret meeting."

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"Well, just do it as you say. Thanks for taking a break, don't be forced."

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I laughed out loud with Dhanangjaya's last words, he was grumbling at the chatter of mothers who did not want to be called mothers. Jasmine Adriana prefers to be called Mommy. Without a trace who the name is. Moreover, she was pregnant at the age of 41 years, miraculous I thought.

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