The Hylva Dynasty Conflict

46. The lost return

The next day the three friends and Tantri prepared to go to Paulo's house. That afternoon was the day of the tribe leader's wedding with Astra that had been discussed by Paulo before.

“Cause there are only 3 horses, Tantri come with me.” said Milo.

Hearing the invitation Tantri just nodded and rushed up the horse that Milo was riding. Actually, the three friends are not experts in horseback riding, but fortunately during the High School they had followed the study tour to the Padang area. There they learned the basic things of riding horses while walking around in the area of oil palm plantations. Such a simple experience turned out to be very useful to them now.

the three friends continued to drive their horses down the road in the middle of the forest to the interior of the Asmat tribe. Not too far actually if riding a horse maybe only within 15 minutes they have arrived.

“Wahh it seems like the whole village is really holding a tribal chief's wedding party with great fanfare. Look at the lanterns, decorations and flowers that were installed along the road.” said Gavi.

“See see! Some even sell free groceries. Looks like this is not just a wedding, but a folk party.” Abi said.

They stared at the view of the house along the road to the house of the chief, the house was decorated with various red scarves, beautiful flowers in red and white, and the house was decorated with various ornaments, as well as lanterns that are being installed by residents.

“Gavi, Milo Abi! I've been waiting for you since, come on in!” said Paulo who was seen pacing back and forth in front of the door of the house.

“Why do you have to wait for us here, let's come in, we're so bad to make the host wait." said Gavi.

“Ahh take it easy, you are our honored guests today, dear lords of the Sky Circumference hahaha.” joked Paulo.

“Haha can be you.” Milo said.

“Ahh let's come in, talk inside.” talk to Paulo.

They also entered and saw the atmosphere that already seemed crowded because the event was about to start. The elders and tribal chiefs who saw the arrival of the three Dukes immediately approached and greeted them.

On the other hand, seeing his father and friends busy chatting, Paulo went to the room to meet Astra who seemed still busy dressing up.

“Astra, open this door me!” Paulo.

“Come on Paulo, the door is not in the key." Astra said.

Paulo walked in with a sharp look and locked the door from the inside.

“What's up? Have they all been collected?”

“Do you love my father?”

“K-why did you suddenly ask like that? Of course, why would I marry someone I don't love?!”

“I only doubt you, fearing you're playing a prank on my father. I know a cunning woman like you who approaches the husband of her own best friend will never be satisfied with any kindness given by others.”

“Brakk...What's your problem, don't make my mood go bad on a happy day!” Astra kicked the table.

“Remember! whenever I would never consider you a mother, let alone a mother, neither would the family!” paulo said with a sharp look.

Paulo passed away leaving Astra who seemed to be riding black but trying to hold back his anger on that happy day.

On the other hand, the tribal elders asked the entire audience to be quiet and sit at the seats that had been provided because the first event was about to begin.

“Please invite guests to sit down. Before starting the event, die we welcome our bride first today.” said the elder.

Before long Astra came out with a face covered in a red hood, the traditional wedding clothes of the Asmat tribe was very simple, only cloth patterned batik golden dragon that covered the chest to the knees of the two brides. While for the bride herself the accent in the hair is the most prominent is a strand of jasmine flowers that are neatly attached with a large conde behind a red scarf that covers her beautiful face.

Astra sat beside the chief majestically. Huda seemed to chuckle a little when he saw that women who usually behave violently like soldiers should be gentle because of the demands of customs.

“Well let's start aca-” elder greeting truncated.

“Stop, This wedding can't take place!” Fathur.

“Fathur, what are you doing here?” ask Abi.

“Sorry Duke, my business this time is not with y'all”.

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, who was the man who dared to stop the wedding of the tribe leader at that time.

“Master, have you interrupted the party of a group of lions in its cage? Are you planning on being our meal?” said the cynical tribal chief.

“We see who will be the meal.” said Fathur while opening the door of the house.

From the outside looks walk a beautiful graceful woman, her face like a fragrant angel her body just drugged everyone in the room.

“Isn't that Hania? Head of entertainment house in the capital right?” whispered Milo.

“Iya, what is he doing here, what to pick up Tantri?” sahut Abi's.

“Everything has just begun." Tantri said.

“What do you mean Tantri?” whisky Gavi.

“Look at later mister.” Tantri smiled cunningly.

Everyone was shocked by the appearance of the woman. As if looking at the corpse coming back to life, the eyes of the guests in the room did not seem to blink at all.

“Mother?” Paulo looked at Hania with glass.

“Paulo, are you son?” hania.

They ran and hugged each other until they fell to their knees and drowned in sobs of longing. All the villagers looked at each other looking in wonder and gossiping.

“I-mom? What does it mean that Hania is Paulo's mother who went missing 15 years ago?” whispered Milo in shock.

“Natah I am not sure.” said Gavi who also looks confused.

Another thing with Astra who even stared intently at Huda because it seemed Huda continued to look at Hania deeply, even his eyes looked glassy. Jealousy in Astra's eyes was also increasingly burning as Huda released his handrails and approached Hania and Paulo who were still sobbing in his arms.

“Zisa, is that really you?”

Seeing her, Hania moved out of Paulo's arms and stood with a sharp gaze towards Huda.

“Plakk....That bastard! Cheap man, no heart, savage man. Cuihh” maki Hania while slapping tribal chief.

“After 15 years ago you tried to kill me by hitting my head with a rock and drifting me into the river, still dare you say my name with your dirty mouth!?” Its effects.

Hearing Hania's statement, everyone there looked astonished and did not expect the real thing to happen turned out to be so vile.

“If it wasn't for Mr Fathur, maybe now I'm really on God's side like you spread to everyone!” hania said while pointing at Fathur.

“Mother, explain to me what really happened” Firm Paulo.

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