Prince Jayanaga's Love Story: Reincarnation

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With a worried face, Mbok Mirah arrived at the palace of Amartha, he immediately faced the king, queen and senopati with prince Jayanaga.

"Ndalem gusti, what's calling me"

mbok Mirah to the king of Amartha.

"Mbok, this is Wirakha's senopati from jayanaga's work, together with Jayanaga's prince, Sanjaya wants to invite your daughter to his kingdom, Sanjaya wants to propose your only puppet princess, how about mbok?"

said the king who sat there.

"Geeh Gusti, I know what wrestling says"

mbok Mirah who was relieved, her daughter was finally able to marry a good man.

"Thank you mbok, I've already approved"

sahut Sanjaya shakes the hand of mbok Mirah.

"She's prince"

mbok felt overwhelmed.

"Mbok Mirah need not worry, Kemuning will be treated like a princess jayanaga"

add senopati who walked towards mbok Mirah.

"I entrust my daughter to the prince"

mbok Mirah said, the atmosphere felt haru, mbok Mirah was not stopping to shed tears.

King and queen Amartha was very happy, mbok had dedicated his life to the Kingdom before he married, as a thank you king Amartha will provide a train for the mbok go to the wedding of his daughter Kemuning.

"Mbok need not worry, later I will take mbok to jayanaga kingdom"

king of Amartha.

"Thank you for the attention of the king and the queen, I'm so moved"

sahut mbok does not stop crying happily.

"Mbok is already part of the Amartha family, it should be mbok"

sahut the queen to mbok Mirah.

...💞💞💞...

After the conversation Sanjaya rushed to meet Kemuning, to give happy news, Sanjaya followed Kemuning to a field not far from the river yesterday, Kemuning was watering his fields, he said, not much but if sold will be enough to fill the savings.

Sanjaya drove with her dark horse, her happy look could not be pended, the feeling in her heart like flowers, she did not expect that Mbok Mirah would approve Kemuning married her.

Kemuning who is busy staying up late, regardless of the heat of the sun, he only focuses on helping the mother, as a savings in her old age later.

The distance of the field from the house Kemuning quite far, Kemuning to there must have been a blind morning has departed, all the fields have been cleared, the grass is also cleaned Kemuning.

Sanjaya continues to drive his horse, until where he stops at a cornfield, Sanjaya can not find Kemuning, finally he went down and let his horse forage.

Sanjaya walked down the corn garden that began to grow towering, he did not know the end of the garden, he said, Sanjaya continued to walk until he met a girl who was sheltering from the sun in a cottage made by residents.

"Sir...."

call Sanjaya who ran towards her.

"Mas San's..."

sahut Kemuning is confused.

What's up Sanjaya to the fields?

kemuning wondered.

Sanjaya immediately embraced the idol of the heart, self yes embrace the affection of the lover, even Kemuning seem difficult to breathe.

"Buy.mas..."

kemuning said that was held tightly by Sanjaya.

"The mbok bless us deck..."

sahut Sanjaya who still hugs kemuning.

Between happy and sad, Kemuning worried what to say, he was happy but on one side of himself thought of the mbok who would be alone in Amartha.

"Are you not happy?"

asked Sanjaya who saw the look of a worried face on Kemuning.

"Don't you think the mbok will be alone in Amartha?"

kemuning said a little worried.

"Mbok we'll take you to Jayanaga"

sahutya Sanjaya stroked Kemuning's hair.

"Yes, um...."

They lay down in the vast prairie, Kemuning's work was also over, while enjoying the sunny weather that afternoon they told me many things.

Sanjaya always looked at Kemuning, she did not expect Kemuning finally willing to be his wife, her happiness was unstoppable.

Eyes that look unable to withstand the turmoil in him, Sanjaya tried to get closer to him, kissing Kemuning in the middle of this green grass.

Soluble in the atmosphere of falling in love with both, have been steadily married (the age used to match a faithful marriage until death).

...💞💞💞...

To the next day, Kemuning was ready to leave, the king of Amartha gave a ride in the form of a horse carriage to take Kemuning to Jayanaga.

"Where are you not acting strangely"

a message from the mbok to his daughter.

"Mbok will follow, right?"

ask her mother.

"Yes, I'll catch up"

mbok hugged his daughter.

"So that's a wife who can boast of your family's good name"

mbok should be able to withstand his sadness.

King Amartha also gave some parcels in the form of silk cloth, which was intended for a noble. Kemuning was so grateful that there were still many who cared about him.

"Come on Ning...."

sahut Sanjaya's.

"Ning to go first mbok"

"Yes, be careful, please take care of my princess prince"

message from mbok.

"Yes mbok.I will take care of Kemuning"

sahut Sanjaya convinced mbok Mirah.

"Thank you prince"

mbok sahut.

Kemuning also rode a horse carriage with prince Sanjaya, senopati and Kemuning in it. Their horses were speeding so fast, Kemuning just kept thinking about the mother.

This is the first time Kemuning has come out of Amartha.

If Bramasena were here, she'd be the first person I'd tell you I'm happy, I'm happy with the person who loves me.

His mind felt flowery.

Their journey through several forests, rivers and vast stone fields, one day the journey felt a long time, Kemuning also still felt nervous, how the reaction of Prince Sanjaya's parents.

Will they be able to accept me?

thought back.

Occasionally Kemuning closed his eyes to reduce his nervousness, but could not, he was too happy to not close his eyes foam. They also stopped by occasionally to eat, mbok bring them provisions so that on the road not starving, even though only the market cake is enough for them to hold up to Jayanaga.

Even at night their journey still did not arrive, because using a horse carriage may be a bit too long than usual. Kemuning see the entrance gate of jayanaga region.

The gate like the picture above is lined with three, made of towering red brick, indicating entering the Jayanaga region.

The exhausted kemuning could only lean back while closing his eyes. At least after entering the gate the distance to the palace will be close, it was still 40km more to go to the palace. The dark atmosphere of the forest, only the sound of crickets even owls, no lighting, they use torches as lights in the car.

The carriage continued to accelerate even when it came to the front of the palace gate, they had arrived, prince Sanjaya opened the carriage door and found Kemuning asleep.

Not wanting to wake Kemuning up, Sanjaya carried him to her room.

"Uncle, I'll drop the jinggo"

sahut Sanjaya while carrying Kemuning, jinggo is the name of Sanjaya's favorite horse.

Because it was night, the father and mother had also rested, maybe tomorrow they would get acquainted, not want to bother others, prince Sanjaya carrying Kemuning sleeping on his bed.

...💞💞💞...

Look forward to the continuation of his story...

(For those who are curious about the story of kirana, bramsena and rendra you can immediately read the story of my friend, AKIRANA, the work of ian octian)