Princess Rajapatni

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 18

Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 18

The rain is falling more and more. Aunt Terukbali then took shelter while waiting for the rain to subside. It just turned worse and worse. Viren and Sakka sat in front of the entrance. While we were glued at da-lam. The boiled tubers are untouched. Wedang has cooled. Our minds were busy wandering around thinking about ma-sing-each's business.

Pradnya chose to silence. Telling Dara Petak seems emotionally draining. He bit his lips many times. His fingers moved unsettled. Aunt Terukbali himself chose to pay attention to the rain outside.

Feeling bored in silence, I finally cut myself off from talking. “Is there really a grapevine that says I live here? A few days ago, Ranggalawe saw me. He immediately chased and immediately called my name.”

“Aibi don't know, Gayatri.” Auntie Terukbali put her shawl. “Last-lately the bustling at the palace was just a chat about Raden Wijaya. There is news bu-run who said Raden Wijaya is considering will take the daughters of Kertanegara as wife.”

“What?” Reflexes, I turned to Pradnya. His astonishment, instead of joy, was that my yund looked even more disappointed. In fact, if the issue is true, he will marry the man of his dreams.

“At last, that's where women position.” Pradnya links his fingers. “Only as a symbol in political pang-gung.”

Apparently this is what Prad said earlier. “Quiet, Yunda. Wasn't Yunda the one who was spying

right about Dewi Satyawati and Dewi Sinta?” I pat her shoulder with sympathy. “Maybe, what ha-rus Yunda did was indeed that. Play a role on the political stage. Then steal the attention of the whole penon-ton.”

“As you've been doing?”

“Hahs. How am I?” I grimaced. “I mean, Yunda cu-up did what Dara Petak has been doing.”

Pradnya singled out a bitter smile. “Have you ever met Dara Petak?”

“Is she beautiful?”

“Means there is something that makes Raden Wijaya pay attention to it.”

“What I know, Raden Wijaya often accompany Dara Petak with food 21. And many times, Raden Wijaya looked for her while the woman was reading sutra.”

Unknowingly, I looked down. Pradnya's words were an indirect way of making me uncomfortable. Oh, Gayatri, man,

21 In Buddhism, monks are only allowed to receive food given by the people. The process of presenting food is called the meal fund.

you have to get rid of all your assumptions and delusions, I complain.

“There are some parts of that woman that look like de-your.” Pradnya said again.

I shook my head hard. “Only because Dara Petak was kind to Kasogatan, does not mean Raden Wijaya compared me to him.”

“Dinda.” Pradnya said with great sadness in every syllable. “Everyone knows, who Raden Wijaya hosted at the grand meeting.”

“He will forget me.” I convinced myself.

“Is it that easy to forget love?” Pradnya stretched his chest, looking like he was talking about himself sen-self.

“If it were that easy to get rid of feelings. If it can sweep the longing to the bottom of the ocean. What a poor thing that holds love. Could not convey. I can only look from a distance