Princess Rajapatni

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 15

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 15

Historical Note: After Singasari collapsed, Raden Wijaya sought protection from Arya Wiraraja in Sumenep. Together, they devise a strategy to reclaim the throne of the kingdom. Raden Wijaya then faces Prabu Jayakatwang. He declared surrender. Prabu Jayakat - wang forgives Raden Wijaya. Raden Wijaya then joined the government led by Jayakat-wang.

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I'm used to the water. The birds wake me up every morning. After the storm in my life, this peace has long been pleasant.

After my wounds recovered, I forced to help with homework. I'm not very good at da-pur. Long enough for me to learn how to sweep and clean the house. Ratih often smiles to see me holding a broom awkwardly. Fortunately, he never laughed at me.

Life here is very inversely proportional to the luxury in the palace. The good news is, there are no rules or manners that need to be obeyed. The freedom here is incredible. Even this simple house is

katan with hermitage. Some monks miss his wassa19 time in this forest, Tarik Forest.

Great Aunt who used to choose this forest. This forest is a good hiding place. It was also located in the eastern interior of the Kadiri Kingdom. Only Bibi, Mahadevi, Pradnya, and Viren know where I am. They showed up a few months after I lived with Sakka and Ratih. The situation was completely safe at that time. So, Aunt Terukbali persuaded me to come to Kotaraja.

“Already, Bi. If Gayatri is happier with this condition, why not leave it alone?” pradnya said at the time.

“Life outside the palace is hard,” Bibi said. “Bu-kankhave you felt it yourself?” He caressed my hand that was still blistered by the fire from the kitchen.

“Aibi..,” whining.

“Gayatri, Auntie loves you. Let Auntie make up for all your uncle's mistakes. Let Auntie mera-wat you.”

I immediately shook my head. “Truely said Yunda Pradnya, Bi. I'm happy with the situation here.”

“Do you mean it, Princess?” This time it was Viren who said. Hand shut. The light in his eyes made me feel scared. Approximately, what was on his mind at that time? When he saw me for the first time, he took a step forward, then he was silent. His hands clenched tightly while his eyes narrowed sharply. The figure of the pilot suddenly vanished without a trace. The one that exists now, only Viren bears the suffering.

19 The Wassa period was a time when monks settled in one place to train themselves.

“Does anyone want Kakang to talk about?”

Aunt Terukbali and Pradnya looked at each other. They both know my closeness to Viren and his father. Familiarity like the brothers brought understanding in their hearts.

“May I speak for a moment with Gusti Putri?”

Aunt Terukbali nodded. I got up after Viren saluted and then hinted for me to follow him. We walked down the path to the river. A deer appeared and jumped in front of us. Accidentally, I gasped and rocked. Viren's hand held my waist before I fell. The distance was lost as he looked into my eyes. While the warmth of his body enveloped me de-yellow.

“You're okay, Princess?”

I'm shaking. Quickly, I freed myself from his embrace.

“I'm glad you and Yunda are finally released,” I said in pleasantries. “How are you doing now, Ka-kang?”

Viren's innocent smile suddenly made me miss the past. Had Raden Wijaya not been among us. If only, at that time Viren said ‘ya’.

“I do not see any different prison with the residence of Prince Ardaraja.” Viren's trying to be funny. From the kebia-san, I know that Viren did not stab his life at all.

“It was a strange coincidence that Ken Sakka and I were placed in the residence of Prince Ardaraja. The prince was angry. But Prabu Jayakatwang negated: Prince Ardaraja can drop any law, if we are caught betraying.”

“Important, you still look handsome.” I grin.

Viren scratched his head while grimacing. “The palace is quiet without your presence, Princess.”

“I'm sorry. I've been so presumptuous.”

“What do I need to forgive? After all, I'm not a princess anymore.”

“You are still the son of a king,” added Viren. “Place you should be in the palace. Not in the middle of a hu-tan. What are you looking for here, Princess?”

“Peace, maybe,” I said with a smile. “Free from suffering. Just like what Pange-ran Siddharta.” is looking for

Viren's jaw is hardened. His hand was raised towards my face. But he pulled it fast.

“Can't Princess comply with Gusti Ratu's request?” said memelas. “At least, your presence could comfort me. Prince Ardaraja's residence is truly hell.”

Hearing the word hell, worry slipped more and more into my mind.

“Is Dinda Mahadewi okay?”

Viren answered me with a smile you-ram. Instead of answering, he instead diverted the grooming.

“Prince Ardaraja hates Raden Wijaya.” She said. “Because he can't fight Raden Wijaya in a direct way, he needs an impingement.”

“What do you mean by impingement?”

This is the first time I've seen the implied wound on Viren's usually cheerful smile.

“What did Ardaraja hurt you?”

“Maybe.” Viren moved his head. “What is clear, he said will kill us and everyone we love.”

Viren fixed the cloth that had covered ba-hu and his chest. That's when I saw the purplish rah lines poking out over his skin.

“Virendra Back..” I poured into his presence. Can't bear to spill tears over his chest full of lash wounds. This is really the outstretched. Why would others have to endure pain just because they were subordinates? I love you to Viren. Simultaneously, Ardaraja's cruelty scares me, Maha and Sakka experience the same thing.

“Princess, please don't behave like this.” Viren said without daring to touch me. “You worry me.”

“What are you worried about, Arya Virendra?”

For a moment, Viren pushed me away. I'm appalled. He deliberately created a distance to dodge. Sung-guh is different from the Viren I used to know.

“What are you worried about?” repeat with a higher tone. Can't I just repeat a little of my past happiness?

“You are a woman, Princess.”

My eyes widened. Can't believe what he said just now.

“Because I'm a woman, then what? Say it! Kare-na I'm a woman, then what?”

“I have no right to say this to you,” muttered Viren, many times. He hit his head. She's her own hair.

“Says what? Arya Virendra's! What are you trying to say? Quickly answer!”

I raised my chin. Viren sighed while closing his eyes. All my life, I've never seen a Viren's hat that was hurt and looked weak like this. The figure of a warrior suddenly extinct from him.