Queen Without Crown

Chapter 23 Missing

That night King Satria stayed at the cottage. Queen Malea said she would inform Eldrige and tell him to pick up the King tomorrow morning. The king was very grateful for his kindness.

"Aren't you bothered to hear that noise?" The king peeked at the window as he felt the noise of hearing the sounds of insects outside.

Queen Gita smiled at her husband's behavior peeking back and forth at the window while patting his hands and face due to mosquito bites. The man looks very uncomfortable.

"Come here!" Call Queen Gita in a soft voice. And in the hearing of King Satria, the voice sounded a little seductive.

King Satria immediately turned to look at his wife who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a sweet smile. Seeing that King Satria was smiling to himself. His face was a bit red because he was patting himself and also a bit embarrassed to imagine what his wife was thinking.

The man approached his wife pretending not to know, but many times he tried to hold back a smile. He did not expect that his shy wife finally had the initiative to approach him first. Maybe because she misses him so much that Queen Gita has given up her prestige.

King Satria sat next to his wife while looking at him with a seductive look. Queen Gita looks nervous to be seen so intensely by her handsome husband. Many times the woman tried to strengthen her heart so as not to fall unconscious from being too nervous. She immediately held her husband's hand and revealed his sleeve.

King Satria was shocked by his wife's sudden aggressive attitude. But it is undeniable that he was very happy with the treatment of his wife. He attached his face to his wife's face made the woman shake and hold her breath.

"Oh!" The king suddenly let out a startled scream as he felt something cold and sticky on his hands.

Seen by Queen Gita was sticking a sticky potion on her arm. The woman rubbed it until evenly. Queen Gita also smeared her face with the potion. King Satria tried to pull him off but it turned out that the woman was so persistent that now his handsome face was filled with sticky purple-colored herbs.

"What'sthis? I don't like it!" King Satria was screaming like a boy.

Queen Gita laughed at her husband's behavior. The king of Satria who saw his wife laughing was silent. His heart was pounding at how beautiful his wife was in such a simple appearance.

"That's Lavender's potion, so that my husband won't be harmed by mosquitoes." Queen Gita smiled amusedly.

"You're jealous of those mosquitoes, aren't you?" King Satria mocked his wife while smiling ignorantly.

"Just kid, jealous of the mosquitoes!" Queen Gita sat next to him while pouting.

"That's why you don't want those mosquitoes to pucker me." King Satria was very happy to tease his wife.

"Well, if you like to be swarmed by mosquitoes and want your whole body bentol-bentol bitten by forest mosquitoes!" Queen Gita was upset.

King Satria laughed mockingly. Dyed his wife's chin, but it even made Queen Gita turn her face.

"You're more beautiful when you're sulking." The whisper of King Satria in the ear of his wife, making the woman goosebumps.

"You want what you? Far away there!" Queen Gita pushed her husband's arm but the one that was pushed did not budge in the least.

With a slow motion King Satria embraced him. He wore his wife's black hair. His hand then held the woman's nape and brought her face closer until she could feel the warm breath of his wife. He saw the beautiful bay leaf-shaped eyes, his lentic eyelashes seemed to tremble.

Gently frowned those peach-colored thin lips. Then kiss her deeper and more soulfully. As if his sense of longing wanted him to overflow it to completion. But it seems that feeling will never even be satisfied. The man wanted more and more.

Queen Gita felt as if her soul was drifting receiving her husband's sweet treatment. A deep and intense kiss made her breath sting, yet she did not want to end it. She wanted to receive all of her husband's affection and also wanted to give up all of his possessions.

That night in the humble cottage in the middle of the forest, the two of them spent the night lovingly replacing the nights they had missed with longing.

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In the morning Queen Gita woke up with a smile on her face. She saw the handsome face of her sleeping husband while hugging him. How much she misses this man to the point of always thinking about him day and night. Even until now he still felt that the presence of this man was just a dream.

Queen Gita stroked her delicate cheeks, admiring her sturdy jaws, her crisp nose, her beautiful tapered ears. How much he loved everything that this man had. Will this brief togetherness of theirs be enough to keep him in solitude in the days to come?

The woman's eyes glazed over at the thought of a farewell that would arrive soon. His heart felt very sick because it had to part with the person he loved.

King Satria clutched the woman's head against his chest. He pecked his wife's head many times with affection. He could feel the pain the woman felt. His heart actually felt heavy and sick because it had to be willing to leave the woman he loved so much. He promised himself that he would soon find a way to free his wife from this inhumane punishment.

Breakfast was a little late with a simple menu. I want time to go slower so that their togetherness does not pass quickly. They pretended nothing was going to happen, as if they would always be together like this. The two told each other about anything, hoping that nothing would cause sadness.

"Tock.tok.tok.." The half-opened door was knocked from the outside.

King Satria and his wife looked at each other. I guess who is ahead. Could it be that Eldrige has come to pick me up?

"Hello!" A tiny face smiled wide from behind the door.

"Dark? You coming again?" Queen Gita half ran to Sekar. His face was very happy to welcome the little girl.

"You're with Arya?" Queen Gita dingingukan looking for the whereabouts of brother Sekar.

King Satria who saw it felt very upset, his face bent. He remembered how yesterday his wife slammed the door when he came. But now why did the woman look so happy to see the little girl coming? Who is he?

"Sister Arya was picking up honey on a palanquin tree near the river." The girl explained as she chewed the boiled egg from the table. He did not look as shy and timid as when he first came here.

"Who are you, boy? Looks like I'm familiar with my wife?" King Satria asked with a fierce face.

"I'm his friend. I think this sister is unmarried because she lives alone. I thought it would be nice if she married my sister." Said the girl innocently, making King Satria who was sipping tea become choked. The man immediately glared towards the girl.

"What did you say? It's good that you're setting my wife up with your sister!" The man nagged while pointing at the cute face of the girl.

The one who was scolded only spread a shoulder, completely ignoring the raging King Satria.

"Eh, are you a forest fairy?" The Satria King suddenly realized the identity of the little girl.

Queen Gita immediately turned her head towards Sekar. He was indeed somewhat suspicious of Sekar and his brother.

"Yes, me and my brother are forest fairies. But we don't mean to be evil. The Fairy Queen sent us here to keep an eye on that brother!" The girl spoke while chewing, as if the thing she was talking about was nothing.

"You were sent by Queen Malea to watch over Queen Gita?" King Satria began to loosen his nerves.

"Oh, is this sister the Queen?" The girl was getting interested. He watched Queen Gita from top to bottom while putting her left palm on her chin, as if judging.

"Hey, don't look at it like that! It's not polite to know!" Tegur King Satria.

"Why? I'm just seeing Gita's sister!" Sekar sneered towards King Satria making the man glare.

Queen Gita came to bring tea for Sekar. Then the woman sat on the chair between Sekar and her husband.

"Why didn't I see your hamlet while it was near the ravine?" Ask Queen Gita.

"Because the hamlet is protected by a magical shield that can only be seen and entered by certain people." Suddenly a male voice came out of the door.

The three of them turned their heads toward the source of the sound. There stood a handsome man with silver hair neatly braided while carrying a pouch.

"Gldrie!" Queen Gita was suffocated with joy.

This made King Satria again look on.