Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

Truth

I was awakened by the rising sun. I saw myself by the river in wet clothes. Immediately I got up and spread my eyes around.

Me ... where is it?

The head still feels so dizzy that to move the legs alone is not capable enough. So I decided to sit back. A few moments later, I took the water with both hands and washed my face. My throat is dry, and I drink river water.

If the river in the Land of Wind only numbered one, then I should have been in the stream to the lake in the forest. That's right, but I don't recognize where I am.

Not long after, I stepped. I don't know where these legs are taking me. To be sure, if I stay still, I will not get any results. While taking a slow step, I remember the events in the Kingdom of Batalia.

Father, my mother, Mr. Birendra, Prince Kalandra. How are they doing now? The worst possibility I could think of was that they were put to death by that curly-haired man.

I exhaled a long breath. After walking for quite a while, I found a rickety hut. Not much different from my mom's shack. If I could find people or get food there, I immediately approached the shabby building.

"Excuse me! Is there anyone inside?" I asked while trying to look around the building. "Excuse me."

"Who are you looking for, Young Girl?"

A voice made me look back so I saw an old man with a beard and a thick mustache who had grayed.

"M-sorry, Cake. Is this Grandpa's house?" my question then was a bit sad because it seemed like the grandfather looked unfriendly. Even the two eyebrows are intertwined. The expression on his face was like I didn't like being close to his hut.

"Yes." Yeah." The old man walked and stopped in front of me. "However, I don't accept a princess to meet you."

"S-I'm not the princess, Cake. Me ... just an ordinary girl. I was lost and didn't know the way. Seeing this house, I tried to find help" I explained.

"Go away. You can go any way you want."

"T-but, Kek—"

"Where's your goal?"

"I ... don't have a purpose, Cake. I'm really lost and confused where to go."

"Then, where did you get into this forest?"

"Not intentionally. Yesterday night I fell into the river and drifted into this forest."

The grandfather exhaled, then stroked his long, lush beard. In my view, that grandfather was not an indiscriminate person. Although his appearance is very shabby, I am sure he is a person who has high knowledge. So I thought about asking him for help.

"Then, come in."

"Can I really—"

"Don't ask too many questions. Enter before I change my mind."

I nodded quickly, then followed the grandfather into his simple house.

After sitting on the floor using a pedestal made of straw, the grandfather served some fruits, boiled sweet potatoes, and warm tea for me. It just so happened that I felt so cold because the coat I was wearing was soaking wet. This tea warms my body.

"Thank you very much, Cake. I promise to repay Grandpa's kindness."

"No need! I don't need a reply. Eat and drink. When you're done, I'll take you out of the woods."

I continued to eat fruits, enjoying a warm tea that tasted so good. Grandpa was very good at making tea.

"I want to ask you, Young Girl."

"I-yes, Cake. Go ahead. I will answer as best I can."

"How is King Barta? From the bird that I heard, he's sick."

"Huh?! How did Grandfather know about the King? Then, from where also Grandpa knows I know—"

"You can't hide anything from me, Cornelia."

I am getting worse because of the words of my grandfather. That guy is really mysterious. I really did not feel that I had ever known the grandfather, let alone met him in a place intentionally or accidentally.

"You must be very confused. Alright. I'll tell you everything."

I waited for the grandfather to begin his speech. My heart really feels impatient. What will surprise me again.

"All set, Cornelia. The event of your escape with the prince, falling from the steep ground, meeting with your mother, then your fall into the river to arrive at this place is a very mature scenario. And it's all been arranged by me and your father."

Of course, how could I possibly trust someone I just met? However, in fact he really knows what I've been through all this time. She actually found out that I was Cornelia, an outcast princess.

"Really! You're a wasted princess. Too bad, you've had to endure decades of suffering. However, believe that your father has no intention of harming you, Princess." Grandpa looked at me with a long look. Now, his expression was so polite, he even gave a faint smile to me.

"What does all this mean? Why is everything so confusing?"

"Behold, Princess. You were not cast out to make you suffer. Your father is just saving you from a great calamity that is predicted to happen and make the whole universe of the Kingdom of Batalia destroyed.

Destroyed does not mean all the buildings there will merge, but destroyed what is meant is the order of the kingdom itself."

Pause for a moment. The grandfather got up and poured the tea into a glass for himself.

"Cornelia. You must have seen the truth. It's just, you haven't fully realized."

"Who is that man with curls and who commanded the soldiers of the Kingdom of Batalia? Was the destruction that Grandfather meant coming from him?" ask me with a frown.

"You really don't know anything."

"Explain to me, Cake. If what Grandpa is telling you is the truth, then I deserve to know about everything."

"King Baltra of the Palace of Artalia. Aye! That man is your own father's brother and your own uncle."

Instantly something like hit me from all angles. As hard as I think on this chest. Reality is always like a very sharp knife. And I can't dodge it at all.

"Then why did my father's brother do evil?"

"Only one goal, namely to control the Kingdom of Batalia. He wanted to take the Batalia out of your father's hands, then unite it with Artalia, have it alone. He's a greedy, cunning, and unbelievable human being."

Grandpa sipped his tea a few times.

"Your father already has a promise to Baltra. Ever since he married your mother and Baltra did not approve of it, your father made a deal that when he successfully married and had children, the palace would be handed over to Baltra.

The people who had at first disapproved of the marriage between the king and the servant finally agreed. And so, when you were eight, you were taken away by your father, then dumped in the woods. Your memory was deliberately taken from you by a high-scientific witch who was a relative of your father."

Now, everything is clear. Although the words of the grandfather sound like a mere fairy tale, but everything is so reasonable. I was speechless, silent, tears slowly dripping.

I'm an outcast daughter who has to bear the scars of the union of my father and mother's love. I'm a princess who was forgotten as a result of the sacrifices my father made. Thus, this self cannot completely hate the father because everything goes as it should. Destiny flows like a river.

"I understand how you feel, Princess." The grandfather stood up later. "Let's stay here for a while. I'll teach you martial arts that you can use to protect yourself."

My grandfather left me alone in silence.

The feeling was already relieved, but the heart was so sick to hear the story behind the struggle of the father to defend myself. That is, what the grandfather said, is true that everything is arranged. It's a screenplay written by my own father.

However, I believe that bad destiny brought me something good, one of which was to meet Mr. Mahawira.

Instantly in this grief, I was eager to hug my handsome master.

Mr. Mahawira, I miss ....

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"Master, don't go!"

I increased the pace of my legs to catch up to that sharp-eyed man. Many times I said his name, he did not look. I miss her smile so much. I miss him so much with all his romance.

"Sir, where are you going? I want to come with you, Sir!"

Mr. Mahawira stopped and turned his body. "Sorry, Cornelia. You can no longer come with me. Our love is only a disaster. God does not want us to be united. Our love is just a mistake and we have to bury it deeply."

I flinch at Mr. Mahawira's statement. Really my heart was slashed to hear that painful sentence. I wonder, is it really Mr Mahawira who has been with me for a dozen years?

"Why, Sir? Why is it that after you made me love you, you made my heart ache and ache? I really hope we can be together."

"I'm sorry, Cornelia. I did everything for you. I'm pretty much watching you all right.  I'm so happy when you're not hurt. All for your good. Sorry, I have to leave immediately. Live, and find a man who can save you from pain!"

"NO! THE MASTER! DON'T GO!"

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