My Husband is a Ningrat
Chapter 65. [ Consort ]
Good thing is true, concubinage has happened since hundreds of years ago. When women are easily 'requested' with just a snap of a finger.
In an age that does not know the word pelakor or pebinor. Concubines had already become part of life in the royal land, even until now. No wonder, if the concubine herself also has the title of K*BRAY; Kanjeng Bendara Raden Ayu**.
It seems unusual, indeed, when a king has no concubines or ampeyan garwa. Even the grapevine news if there is one of the Kings of the land of Java has a concubine of more than 40 people, not including one empress and four other legal wives. Many believe that the kings of the Javanese breed have Asmaragama.
When the prevalence of hundreds of years ago is still shrinking until now, it feels abstruse if a King can be separated from a concubine. The more concubines the greater the territory of the land of power and position.
I see, all this will not be separated from the ancestral blood that flows in my blood, but such a normality I will not apply to the year of my reign. My empress is only one, Rinjani. Let the customs, culture, and other rules I continue without changing the existing paugeran, except for the matter of bed.
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The four-wheeled round continued to roll rapidly towards the plantation land at the end of the urban kulon. I left Rinjani, she grumbled in annoyance when she knew I was leaving her for three days. Not what I want, just that I know the nature of the hard Father will be harder if not obeyed his wishes.
Ayahanda was born since independence in the hands of NKRI. Ayahanda formed into a strong person, all kinds of martial arts Ayahanda studied, horse riding, archery, as well as kebatinan science. This is done by eyang none other than just to form Ayahanda incarnate as a qualified substitute in all fields, because he understands. The more the times develop, there will be many changes that occur in the kingdom. You need a big heart and an open head.
Indeed I understand, Ayahanda just wants everything to be in harmony as before. Without any major problems in the internal government that will affect the defense and the downturn of office.
It seems that I have to cooperate with the matter of Ayahanda and Rinjani, both people that I respect and care for in different contexts.
I am the young form of Ayahanda, and Rinjani's womb will form my next reflection.
The car arrived at the home. This is the house that became my place of exile for three days, imagining the Rinjani I left alone made me feel uneasy. Uh! That girl's.
The Juwita Ningrat residence.
The sun is rolling right over your head. When my tribe finished chatting with the owner of the universe, a knock was heard from behind the door.
I tidied my hair, while walking towards the door.
"Mother?" my broom.
"Did Mom bother you?" Mother seemed to be watching my attitude closely.
"No Mother, Um. let's go in Mother." invite me while holding Mother's hand.
We walked over to the sofa where I had been chatting with Kaysan before he went to work for three days. I'm upset, he really makes me save longs for quite a long time. Let alone two weeks, three days for me is very long for now.
"Mother, what's wrong?"
"No loneliness, Kay?"
I nodded, "What's the Mother."
"In addition to your sisters outside, there will be builders who fill your room with new cabinets."
"By my mother, but said Mas Kaysan. Jani, can't be too close to Mas Kaysan's younger brothers." I said as I looked at Mother.
"That can't be when it's just alone, if a lot of people don't matter."
"Good Mother."
"Rinjani, you already know that tomorrow you will go to college. Ready already?"
My mother held my hand, a smile from the corner of her lips. Wrinkles near the eyes that make me feel more and more there is a message implied in.
"Ready mom ready." I chuckled as my mother pinched my nose,
"Mother like Kaysan. Likes to pinch my nose." I continued.
"Hidung Kaysan is angry because from a small like Mother pinch, Jani." Mother opened a small locker on the table near the sofa. A small brown-coated photo album, "Look, she is little Kaysan. His nose was pug, because ngeyel did not want to hear what Mother and Father said, his nose became a victim."
"Our children are taught to understand the manners in the keputeren. But little Kaysan often hid behind the mango tree behind the palace. The boy often skipped for dance practice, prayer practice, and traditional ceremonies. Until I often punish him."
"Punish her in what way?"
"Bringed in the room, Jani." Mother closed the photo album, then looked at me with a face that was difficult to interpret.
"You are like little Kaysan, you will learn to dance, make offerings, and learn manners in this house that you will apply when you are already a Queen."
I nodded, "Then if Jani ngeyel would Jani also be punished by Ayahanda?"
The mother smiled wryly, "What should a future Queen do?"
My eyes are round, "Mother..."
"So, my son, it's all for you and Kaysan."
I looked down, not understanding what else to say. Mother gently gave a soft caress to my head.
"One more son, don't put your heart in if Daddy's talking. Think of it like a spirit that burns your soul to continue being a wife that your husband can be proud of."
"Mother." I said softly.
"Be with your brothers, before all your time is seized by your activities and duties."
"What money is Kaysan given for anything?" Yes, before Kaysan went to work. Kaysan gave me a debit card with a limit I didn't know about.
"Be wise in doing anything, that's all Mother's message. One more Rinjani, often drink herbal medicine."
My cheeks blushed, "Mother, is Kaysan alright?"
In the tea garden.
In this simple house that looks like a resting lodge for tea-pickers I feel lonely.
This afternoon landscape is nothing more than a stretch of tea plants that thrive. Growing on the ground looks siring, making this tea garden area into the allure of tourists. Many young people who spend time here, just dating or taking pictures with close relatives.
If it is noon, no workers bring their crops to be collected in the storage warehouse before finally picked up a truck carrying tea leaves that will later be taken to the processing plant. All workers, including supervisory foremen, will only work until nine in the morning. There was nothing I could do at this time, except just check the condition of the estate.
Like a father leaving a girl in a landlord's house. I'm worried about Rinjani. He must have been angry because it seemed like the miss would be too blind and burden the heart.
If Rinjani knows, I also do not have to do this, three days here I just do to calm the heart of Father.
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Aji Asmaragama actually has ‘piwulang justiluhung' in sailing the household ark in the form of :
(1) Tantric romance
(2) Asmaranalas
(3) Asmaratula
(4) Asmara turida
(5) Asmaradana
(6) Asmaragama
The Asmaragama text itself has magical powers and is all inscribed in Raden Ngabehi Rangga Warsita's Centhini fiber. The Asmaragama is a kamasutra from Java.
