Princess Rajapatni

Princess Rajapatni - Rajapatni - Sunshine

Princess Rajapatni - Rajapatni - Sunshine

Since that night, we always discussed the issue of state before going to bed. Prabu Kertarajasa will be in a long way. He complains. She's upset. When our moods are equally bad, we will argue. Then he'll leave me in a state of wrath.

Lately I know, arguing will only remind the Prabu will be complicated pasewan. I'm you-lai learned to give up. I heard all his complaints. I held all his outpouring of heart. I put the te-linga all right. I learned to control my mouth.

Eventually, our relationship improved. I understand his pain more and more. I understand se-

the pain of being at the peak of power. Every day, the problem is growing. People's problems are waiting to be solved. Rain makes farmers fail to harvest. Pest leafhoppers attack the rice fields. All the rogue traders hoard basic goods until prices continue to rise. Poverty and paranoia began to spread in Kotaraja.

At the palace, the Prabu must see the state servants thumping. Ministers and nobility were mutually elbowed for their own interests and their own class. Rather than discussing solutions for the welfare of the people, they chose to discuss new laws. Sometimes, they make a fuss because they feel the tax is being taxed

to the people is too light to harm the country.

Most painful, one by one the friends of the Prabu were removed. All those whom Pre-mum loved are highlighted to find fault with. A little bit of blame, then a big slander will be inflicted on me reka.

Heavy rain accompanied the arrival of the Prabu that afternoon. She's soaking wet. Umbrella thrown some fathoms. The ladies kneeled near him. While the penga-wal stood up with an awkward attitude.

Only I saw her tears. I hugged the Prabu under the rain. Face stiff. He stood like a statue. In my eyes, he looks so desperate.

“Ranggalawe,” his sigh full of pain. I pulled him in. I drained his body immediately. Then I-mand the lady-in-waiting prepare ginger wedang for both of us.

Prabu Kertarajasa did not say a word. That night, he just hugged me too ken-cang. I can't sleep at all. Not because I'm breathing hard. I want to help ease his distress. So I was disappointed that I couldn't do anything.

The next day, I deliberately went to the palace to find news. Apparently, Prabu Kertarajasa is in a dispute with Ranggalawe. The Prabu friend did not approve of the appointment of Uncle Nambi as Rakryan Patih. The Ranggalawe language style is blakan. So he immediately debated Prabu Kertarajasa in pasewang.

Of course, neither the officials nor the wan nations liked that. Officials urged Prabu Kertarajasa to act decisively. While the nobles directly demanded Ranggalawe be fired from his position.

I thought, Prabu Kertarajasa had persuaded Rang-galawe. Yet no one could ever hold back Ranggalawe's emotions. I heard, the pasewan turned into chaos. The words that Ranggala-we spoke increasingly crossed the line as subordinates. He ngo-tot proposed Uncle Sora replace Uncle Nambi. In fact, Uncle Sora himself does not mind if Uncle Nambi serves as Rakryan Patih.

Sora's cow had advised Ranggalawe to apologize. However, Ranggalawe was very stubborn. He did not accept it, his opinion was not heeded.

Ranggalawe went straight to his hometown. And of course, this departure of Ranggalawe became a powerful weapon for the opposition camps. Halayudha used this opportunity to take down Ranggalawe for a long time.

Prabu Kertarajasa could only tell a few days after Ranggalawe was rumored to be dead.

“Ranggalawe... he has died,” sigh Prabu Kertarajasa. “Halayudha heats up officials. The issue of rebellion was blowing violently in the palace. I'm supposed to send in troops. And of course, Ranggalawe fought up to the last drop of blood.”

I close my nose with both hands. My heart is not sure Ranggalawe is capable of rebellion. I imagine how heartbroken it is to know that his best friend sent troops to directly punish him.

“As king, I should be able to protect those ka that are close to me.” Prabu Kertarajasa wiped away a single tear.

“Kanda... relax.”.

When Prabu Kertarajasa spoke, I felt his spirit was somewhere else. I know his feelings for Ranggalawe. They're comrades in arms. Even Rang-galawe who led the opening of the Pull Forest that ki-ni became the land of our kingdom.

“So difficultis it to have a relationship with seo-rang king?” rintih Prabu Kertarajasa. “Just because he's snatching. Just because he came back to Tuban. Slander is waged so cruelly.”

I was silent, not even daring to cry. I let him shut up, and then told him again. Every now and then, I wipe the sweat. Or I'll get him some water to drink.

“Gayatri, I had to! I was forced to allow Uncle Sora and Uncle Anabrang to go with the pot, just to satisfy Halayudha and the rest of ista-na.” Prabu Kertarajasa closed his eyes. “In no uncertain terms, I ordered that Ranggalawe be captured alive-hi-dup. I never imagined Ranggalawe would die tragically in the middle of a river! I don't want him dead! Where is this, Gayatri? What do I have to do to make him come back to life?”

I hugged Prabu Kertarajasa. This time, we couldn't hold back the tears. The room was a witness to our Han case. The loss of Ranggalawe became a severe injury to Prabu Kertarajasa's heart. While Prabu Kerta-Kerasa's wounds incarnated into a pain in my heart.

“If I cannot cry for a king, let me cry for my husband,” my sobs. “Let me weep for the sorrow of those who lost. Uncle Sora who now lost his nephew or Uncle Arya Wiraraja who now has no son.”33

“Gayatri ”

“What can I do to lighten your load, Kanda Prabu?” I raised my face. Se-mua Prabu's weakness is now visible on his face. I rubbed his cheeks, trying to treat his heart wounds. “Entai, Gayatri.” Finally Prabu Kertarajasa said, “I just hope, can maintain the kingdom-

an this longer.”

***

A month later, I started to feel something was wrong with my body. I vomit in the morning and have no appetite. The problems in the kingdom caused me not to dare to ignore my situation. I am still waiting for the arrival of Prabu Kertarajasa. All I can do now is comfort the Prabu. So, I always force myself to always smile and look good.

33 Ranggalawe is said to be the nephew of the Sora Ox, also the son of Arya Wiraraja.

But apparently, over time my situation began to worry. One night, the Prabu said I was too pale. The next day, he sent her ramu-an-herb supplements and lots of meat dishes. I forced myself to taste it a little, but all the mua who re-entered I vomited.

At its peak, I fainted when the king's wives were performing a midday worship. Yunda-yundaku lang-sung panicked. I heard them screaming at the ladies to help wake me up.

By the time I realized, I was in my room. Prabu Kertarajasa sat next to me. His hand squeezed my je-min. Several times he shouted, asking whether the healer had come or not.

Lately, I know, Prabu Kertarajasa died - it's pasewan so anxious. The Prabu repeatedly looked at me, then gently stroked my head.

“I told you, you should pay more attention to your.” The Prabu scolded me hard.

When the healers arrived, Prabu Kertarajasa immediately gave the order in a loud voice. In a hurry, the healer pa-ra forced me to lie down. They then wrapped various threads. A few female healers examined my eyes. They then touched my stomach in parts. The frightened faces of the healers made the atmosphere feel extremely tense. The new tension lessened as the healers finished discussing. The Chief Physician immediately saluted to report the results of the testers to Prabu Kertarajasa.

“Punish slave, Gusti.”

“Quickly say, what really happened to Gayatri!”

I was shocked as the healers simultaneously knelt down and bowed while shouting loudly.

“Congratulations, Gusti Prabu! You'll get back a son!”

The calls were then directed to the ladies and guards outside. Immediately, the princess palace became boisterous. The good news was welcomed with great joy. Even out of the palace.

My Yunda-yunda is the most joyful to hear this news. Tri held a special service to worship Dewi Gayatri. All their prayers were given to me.

I feel bad to be treated this special. I'm afraid hope will be too high. But Tri still insisted on performing many worship ceremonies to the gods and ancestral spirits. Yunda-yundaku endlessly expects safety and smooth per-copy. Most importantly, they repeatedly climb up the mantras of requests to be born a son.

Unfortunately, the one who was present later was not a son. Disappointment flowed in the palace. Tri and Na-re looked at my baby excitedly. The ladies nodded while shaking. While the midwife who took care of me only gave me a smile ba-sa-basi.

I am ashamed to disappoint everyone. I'm ta-kut, Prabu Kertarajasa is sad. But apparently, the

Prabu looks happy. My spirit of juicing rose as I saw his trademark smile comfort me.

“Dear daughter, you have proved, not only can a man change destiny. I believe my daughter has the same toughness as her mother's. He and his descendants will change history. Believe, Goddess. This is the word of a Day:34 Your name will be written in the book of history. You will have the grace of ardhanareswari because it is your descendants who will later master the superstition of ta.”

34Kertarajasa is called Harihara, a combination of Vishnu and Shiva.