Princess Rajapatni
Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 20
Princess Rajapatni - Gayatri - 20
Although today is still cloudy, I decided to clean up the laundry that piled up. Sakka took me to wash my clothes. He helped me avoid the crowds in some places. It seems, be-how much of this forest has changed function. I had to take a further path. Just to hide from people. Sakka walked over to me. He slashed the weeds, making the path more comfortable.
Finally, I reached the deserted part of the river. I'm used to doing this job. Gending dolanan just came out of my mouth. That's how to avoid daydreaming. Secretly, Sakka noticed me. When I glanced, he turned.
“What do you want to say, Sakka?”
Sakka is beating. I'm waiting for some hi-tungan. Then back to the shirt. Gending the dolanan I sing again. I deliberately ignored Sakka. Let him start first.
“Two days ago, Raden Wijaya called me.” Finally Sakka spoke. I immediately took the wet clothes and gathered them in a basket. Be careful, I'm looking for a stone to sit on. Sakka sat in de-katku. His hands shake the weeds. His face looked stiff with an indecipherable expression.
“Princess, there's something I want to talk to you about.”
“Please talk,” my orders.
“I don't know if I'm thinking too much.” Sakka shut up for a moment. “Raden Wijaya inquires about hu-bunganku with you.”
I scrunched my eyebrows. Raden Wijaya called Sakka to ask me? Not wrong?
“Raden Wijaya says that you are too innocent and fragile. You have no idea how cruel the world is. Therefore, he would love to protect you.”
“Did he deliberately lure you?” Sakka. “Entah.”
I grimaced. This time I was sure I had to feel my feelings. “Raden Wijaya has no right to worry about me. He was just a powerful prince in his own palace.”
“Only?” Sakka frowned confusedly.
“What do people know who has never held a pacul for life, Sakka?” I smile. “Although the burden of someone in government is so heavy, their life is too good. Still better than the burden of a dizzy little people paying taxes. While pa-nen they failed and their granary was empty.”
“You're a strange girl.” Sakka threw away the weed that she had been playing with. “I should have realized this a long time ago.”
“Aw what, Sakka?”
“You are the first daughter I've seen happier hanging out with the nuns. Usually other princesses will prefer to pay attention to the commander and prince. They were having a second guess with whom me reka would be married.”
“I don't want to get married,” I replied honestly. “Maybe there's a lot on my mind. But getting married is not one of them.”
“Why?”
My smile must have been sad because Sakka lang-sung looked at me with a grim look.
“Love is just a virtual delusion.”
Sakka nodded while massaging her temples. “Ya, you're right.”
“Unfortunately, Panji Asmarabangun is just a fairy tale,”. “Amusement for a difficult life. Khayal bual so that people dare to dream.”
“As also my delusion.” Sakka smiled bitterly. “I was once a ridge who missed the moon. An artist expects things that he cannot achieve. Finally the world also gave pengha-kiman and punishment.”
The touch on his scar made me realize what Sakka said. I may be insensitive. But I'm ashamed. Know he's actually talking about me.
“You never wanted anything?” “My wishes are usually simple things. Sometimes, what makes me happy is being able to help people
in. Seeing others happy.”
“That's why no one has the heart to hurt you.” Sakka's smile looks cynical. “Do you? I once thought I'd kill you when I saw you at a ranch first. But ”
Sakka closed her eyes. He must remember something he didn't say. Memory when Raden Wijaya incised kris into Sakka's face, suddenly membaukan in my eyes.
I remember, I was running, trying to get Sakka. But what I received at the time was a rough pat. Sakka refused my help. Even though he was in pain.
“If Raden Wijaya asks you back to his, would you be willing?” sakka said it surprised me. I nodded spontaneously. But apparently my answer is not enough relief for Sakka.
“Raden Wijaya invites me to join his pasuk.”
“What?”
Sakka. I did not believe his words at the time. If Raden Wijaya invites Sakka to join, it means he is gathering power.
“Raden Wijaya frankly if you want to fabricate a coup.” Sakka continued. “Raden Wijaya and Arya Virendra once met the leader of the Mongolian Forces. The commander was named Ike Mese. He still doubts Raden Wijaya.”
I can't find the words to say hello. The shadow of the war made my fear bang-kit.
“If Ike Mese is convinced, Raden Wijaya will have great power. The number of troops will be doubled. The weapons will be more sophisticated. I'm sure once, Prabu Jayakatwang will be desperate and lose.”
A pale hue ran through my face. I felt my body tremble as Sakka touched my finger. Guarding my consciousness.
“Princess.” Sakka said softly, “Raden Wijaya said, ‘For what to join a kingdom that will most likely lose? I'm taking you because of Gayatri. Beta-pa wants me to protect Gayatri, hopefully you know.’”
My body stiffens. Even when Sakka started laughing.
“What a haughty prince it is.” Sakka let go of my hand. “Inchant once I report it to Prabu Jayakatwang. That decision must be rewarded. But ”
Sakka. He held his head while bowing. “Daughter, now I just know how Duke Karna feels when he has to choose Pandawa or Kaurawa. Since long ago, Jenggala and Kadiri have always been in conflict.”
Sakka shook her head weakly. “While my burden is not as high as Duke Karna, it remains confusing. Justice, righteousness, suddenly all turned upside down. Hard to study.”
“So, who did you choose?”
“Princess ” She said with unbearable pain
hidden effort, “Although I am a squad commander, I am also a husband. Right now, I'm looking forward to the birth of my baby.”
Recalling Ratih's growing belly, I held my breath. Thinking about wives and babies in the middle of a war. That's a heavy burden. I didn't even have to imagine.
“I don't know what I'm doing right now.” Sakka said sadly. “Raden Wijaya is right. My wife needs to be protected. You. must be protected. I don't know what kind of war will take place. Because it's ”
I almost squealed when I saw the prowess of a person. The figure of a man moved slowly behind a tree. As Sakka whistled loudly, the man walked faster. No longer afraid to show his figure.
“Sakka, you...” I shuddered in disbelief. Driven by instinct, I stood up immediately. Trying to run away from Sakka and the man who had eavesdropped on our conversation.
