My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 96. [Alter Ego ]

"Please drink the mas." I said as I placed the teacup in front of Kaysan.

"Sit, Rinjani. There are some things I want to talk to you about."

I nodded, "I'm so, let's talk about it."

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I have lived in this house for months. Nothing has changed since my arrival, Father is still a figure that I find difficult to embrace, I have trouble guessing all the words that come out of his mouth. Whether the word or the rules all I have done and I obey, but everything does not change the situation here. Father remains a cold figure for me, I completely lost the affection of a 'father', Mother is nothing more than a shield that separates me and Father. Slalu's mother held my left hand, while her left hand held the hand of Ayahanda. It is like breaking up and inviting us to step together. Mother remains Mother, with her nature that is difficult to guess, even I can not guess what Mother feels. Mother had swallowed the bitter pill of marriage, while she still stood firm, not showing sadness or excessive nelangsa. He's my role model now.

I learned personality lessons, all containing ways of self-control, how to speak well with the right language order, as well as how to walk and how to respect others. Everything is shaping my personality now, gradually I lose my true identity. At home I try to be my other person, a person who is still the same as me but on a different side. It's like I'm wearing a mask.

I've realized to do it, it's all just that I don't want to make the water that was calm to be cloudy.

If at home I start to get used to replacing the pants I usually wear with a rag, from the personality lessons I get, I apply in dance lessons, all related, all related, well I began to be able to move my body following the basic dance packs. Although sometimes I still have trouble remembering successive movements.

Like a wife I still serve Kaysan well, not infrequently I ask for it. If I used to bathe Kaysan often, now all the circumstances turn around. I respect her like the courtiers who submit to her, but I serve as a wife and queen in the future.

My antlers will surely become lips if I am still the former Rinjani.

One side of me is smiling

One side of me was crying

The other side of me wanted to voice a discordant tone. The other side hopes everything goes well.

My heart is nothing more than a calm storm, my body is like being in the arms of the rain. Chilly.

"What do you want to talk about?" I asked after a long time there was only silence.

"Tell me what you want to talk about first."

I nodded, "If you allow me, Rinjani's semester break wants to see you."

"Okay, is that all? There's nothing else?"

My head shook, "That's enough."

"I allow, on condition that I accompany you to Sydney."

"If you don't mind, can you go to Sydney by yourself? Rinjani just wants to accompany the father, Rinjani has long not known the news."

"Father is fine" Kaysan said.

"It is better that Rinjani look at the father directly to convince."

Kaysan pulled one of my hands, "Why are you, Rinjani? Can't you be the one we were, when we first met." I just lowered my head not daring to look into Kaysan's eyes, for me his eyes always wanted to invite me to dive deeper. I know Kaysan has been joking with me lately, and Kaysan has been asking me out for dates, but my answer is the same, 'I'm having a lot of late-semester assignments and study activities'

"Take Rinjani now, this is all Rinjani is doing for the common good. Nothing more and nothing less."

Kaysan took off my hand, "What do you want, Rinjani? Freedom?"

"Not."

"Say let me know what you want?"

"Nothing, mas. Besides just wanting to prove that I'm worthy of being the prince's wife."

"You don't have to turn into anyone, Rinjani. You just have to be yourself, go back to how you used to be when you were emotional."

"Sorry, I can't. Later value my personality to be C-, Rinjani reluctant to repeat from the beginning. Then all Rinjani can do is obey the teacher's orders. "

"I'm your husband, don't you want to obey me?"

Kaysan shook my shoulders, as if resuscitating me from a long daydream.

"Alright, there are some things Rinjani needs to finish before going to Sydney. Can I wait?"

"You want to come to Sydney with me, Rinjani? You sure?"

I nodded, the other side of me agreed, "there's no harm in a picnic, going abroad again, at least I can get on a plane while occasionally smelling the scent of freedom."

"Thank you." Kaysan hugged me on my shoulder tightly. In her arms, tears have come back. There's something I want to say, but there are times when silence is better.

"Can be removed? Rinjani has trouble breathing." Kaysan smiled widely, then took off his embrace. "We haven't been like this for a long time, will Rinjani practice dancing together."

"Rinjani already has the Goddess Tuniang."

"Alright, I just want to know how good you are at dancing. Is your ass able to jog jaran rocking?"

My mind laughs, but my lips only smile. Honestly, I'm tired like this, I'd rather be open to opinions.

"The Goddess's world did not teach Rinjani to jog jaran rocking, only the swaying of the hips that showed etiquette in dancing were weakly trembling. Not an exotic hip shake."

Kaysan looked up, then sneered at me. "Yes, yes, yes, I'm the only one who can see your exotic hip shake, not anyone else."

Pips blushing. "Drink, maybe the tea's cold."

"Let the tea be cold, what is important is that this cloudy morning there are you who accompany me, is this not rare. It's been a while since I've wanted to spend time with you, but 24 hours leaves only 4 hours for us to share the story."

Kaysan took a cup of tea and drank it to the end, "Thank you, my wife, give me some sugar next time."

"Well, Rinjani will give you sugar."

"Stone sugar is hard but sweet, like me."

Good Lord! What's wrong with my husband, I want to laugh at his words. But said teacher les my personality a Queen should not laugh out loud, only be smiling sweetly tend to smile shyly. Obviously that's not my nature.

"Well, if that's true, Rinjani can only agree."

"Sit here, I haven't held you in a long time."

"The husband of the wife should not make out in public especially until the lap."

Kaysan patted his eel, "Alright, there should be something straightened out."

Kaysan quickly idled my body and hugged it. "We're at home, not in public. We can be like this, no one forbids including your personality teacher. Listen carefully Rinjani, I have power over you here. All your teachers are just examples, so you can pass well."

The rain brought cold air. On her lap I felt a warmth that I had long since longed for.

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Tomorrow we go to Sydney find crocodiles 😂