Princess Rajapatni

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 16

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 16

Historical Note:Some sources say: Princess Gayatri and Put-ri Pradnya Paramitha were taken captive by Prabu Jayakatwang. Raden Wijaya released them.

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Time is weird. Morning comes, afternoon. Dusk often feels long when I am unemployed. But the days run fast. Unknowingly, the months and years changed. When I look at the full moon more and more times, I smile. Past events have turned into memories. Love and hate. Wounds and seng-sara. All that has passed. Time to start a new glue baran.

Pradnya often brings news to me. The post-war situation is not so good. People are fighting hard to survive. While inside the palace, the officials were busy maintaining their positions. I am not a part of them. My little world is safe. Aunt Terukbali enough all my needs.

Food and food is never lacking. But ser-pihan my heart was already scattered. Every time Viren comes, my feelings will shake. Moreover, after the events first, Viren further kept his distance from me. Even Prad

he knows, there's a problem between us. Neither Viren nor I were reluctant to open their voices. Whenever we meet, we avoid each other.

The next days are getting worse. I dissolve in the limitations of matter. No more thought of the ten-tang luxury in the palace. Every now and then, I come to the hermitage of the nuns. With great pleasure, they will tell you about the Buddha's stories. My favorite is the story of Jataka—the journey of the soul of the tataghata20 before being born Siddharta Gautama.

I hope this peace will last between manya. Although a small part of my heart said, it ha-is indeed a dreadful hope.

This morning, I just finished washing my clothes. The sound of ri-but-ribut was heard from afar. The roar of horses mingled with the chatter of the people. Wonder, who are the people who come into the forest like this? Is that Sakka and his men? But Sakka just visited. The next kun-jungan should be a few weeks away.

Alert, I move behind a tree. My eyes peeked at the crowd that was beginning to appear. His appearance, there was a group that came into the forest. Many men swung axes. The trees immediately fell down with a crackling sound. Some soldiers looked to be watching the logging process. There are some undagi that go around while scratching something—menu-lis— on the skin.

What the hell is going on?

20 Tataghata = walker. One of the names for Gautama Buddha.

I'm certainly scared. These people can be bad people. They can arrest me. Or they could do something to hurt me. My sane mind warns. Before they knew where I was, I had to escape immediately.

I immediately retreated while tightly grasping the laundry basket. I didn't realize I was stepping on a twig. The sound of kretek arises from a broken branch. The leader of the soldiers also looked. I recognized the look of that fierce-looking face.

Gusti! That's Ranggalawe's face! “Who's there?”

Ranggalawe dizzy looking for the origin of the sound. His keris is drawn in the hand. Looks very alert. Rang-galawe's gaze was fixed to where I was hiding. I hid my face. Without a second thought, I immediately ran as fast as I could. I don't mind yelling at Ranggalawe in the back. I know, he's following me.

My brain thinks hard to escape from Raden Wijaya's followers. When the step was near, I found a tall bush. A short time soon I used to hide again.

“Are you Princess Gayatri? Come out, I won't hurt you.”

His screams sounded. My nape crept in for a moment. Meeting Ranggalawe was never part of my plan. I hope he and Raden Wijaya think I'm dead. After all, his lord had already discovered many ports of hearts.

Ranggalawe paced for a moment near the tall bushes. Fortunately, he had no intention of slashing the bush to look for me. I only dared to come out when the sound of Ranggalawe's footsteps was no longer heard. I forced my feet to run as fast as I could. The cottage is near. Ratih can protect me there.

Ratih looked surprised at my situation. Breaths grumpy. Hair-mouthed. My chest was instantly tight. Remembering the fragment of my heart that was torn apart by Raden Wijaya.

I told you everything I saw, “People cut down trees to clear the forest. Some are terli-hat as undagi who are planning the construction.”

Practice nail biting. “How can there be development in this remote region? Is mung-kin—” Face Train looks pias. He seemed to remember something very important.

“Kanda Sakka said something the last time he was here.” Ratih exhaled agitatedly, “Kanda said that Raden Wijaya had obtained permission to open the forest. Only, Kanda did not know Raden Wijaya would open the forest where.“

“Duh, Ida Sang Hyang Widhi,”. “Why Raden Wijaya should open this forest?”

I held my breath. The restlessness in Ratih's eyes caught in my eyes. Bad feelings wrapped around my stomach. Everything feels wrong. Moreover, just then it sounded a rustle that was getting closer. Clearly, there was someone all over stepping in a hurry.

“Excuse me! Is anyone here?” Ranggalawe's voice sounded loud.

Cold runs through my hand. Ratih tried to win, but his face was still pale. Ratih shook his head quickly. He signaled me to hide. While gulping, I went to the most hidden part of the cottage. From this angular dorsal hole, the events outside could be clearly seen. But the people outside won't see me.

“Excuse me!” Ranggalawe shouted again, “So I saw a girl running here! Can I meet him?”

I'm grateful, the theatrics of Ratih are quite capable. He looked tough facing Ranggalawe. Although the man was a large tall stature with frightening eyes.

“Ah, who is this Kisanak?” She said calmly, “Maybe, the girl that Kisaak refers to is me.”

Ranggalawe was silent for a moment. He watched Ratih from top to bottom. “It looks like the woman is not pregnant.”

Train laugh while clasping hands. “Ah, Kisa-nak this could be! Am I that good? Or maybe not, Kisanak just saw wewe? Listen, in this hu-tan there is indeed a waiter.”

The words of Ratih, inevitably, also make Ranggalawe laugh. The atmosphere became liquid after that. Ratih even had time to ask about the crowd in other parts of the forest. With pleasure, Ranggalawe explained. He even told Ratih to move if the team was finished.

“Is Nyisanak a native here?”

“Absolutely. I have lived here for years. No one else but me.”

“Maybe I am the one who saw wrong,” said Ranggalawe without trying to hide his spirit. “But one day Nyisanak saw a girl ayu, please let me know immediately. The girl is someone who is very important.”

“Ayu girl in the middle of the forest like this?” Ratih is still evasive.

Ranggalawe turned left and right. Make sure no one else is there. “Listen to me, Nyi. There is a grapevine that Princess Gayatri is in this forest. If it is true, then I must immediately report it to my lord.”

Train back to laughing. “That's a shame, Kisanak. Selen-tingan is wrong. There is no such thing as Princess Gayatri here.” The calmness in Ratih's voice amazed me.

“I make sure there are no other women in this forest besides me.”

“Raden Wijaya is still in the fog looking for him, Nyi.” There is sadness in that speech. “No one has ever seen his body. No one has ever found it. As if, Princess Gayatri was indeed lost swallowed by the earth.”

“Maybe, indeed that's the case.”

“I hope not.” Ranggalawe said grimly, then laughed. “I'm sorry. I seem to get too carried away. Sorry to interrupt. I say goodbye first.”

Without speaking again, Ranggalawe immediately turned around and stepped away from the cottage. Train waited until Ranggalawe completely disappeared. After that, he approached me.

My tears broke in Ratih's chest. The broken heart is getting torn by memories. Ranggalawe's words grew the hope that I knew would hurt me even more.

Raden Wijaya is in the fog looking for me. It's really-an, but....

I reminded myself. Raden Wijaya is just for my past. The shadow's back just for me to fit again. Raden Wijaya and Arya Virendra. They are both not meant for me. One divided the heart to the other girls. Another one just won't share my heart with me.

Gail, Gayatri.

I ridiculed myself. The imaginary girl who had been fascinated by the prowess of the Panji Asmarabangun. In this world there is no Panji Asmarabangun. It's all just a story that fills my mind.