The Merried With Prince

13 Days sucks

The huft! Ara sighed harshly as her annoying days had begun. How not various piles of books arranged neatly in front of her beautiful eyes. The book deals with royal genealogy as well as the ordinances of being a good princess.

"Hoh, my God, I'm so sleepy" Ara said as she tried to keep her eyes awake.

"Don't you sleep three times all day, Princess? Why are you still sleepy?" khun Ratte asked confusedly.

"Do I have to memorize all this?" asked Ara with a face that was clear towards Khun Ratte without heeding her question.

"If you know all the contents of the book, then you do not need to read it Princess," replied Khun Ratte politely.

"Eum, it seems I know with this pedigree. So, I don't need to read it right," Ara explained with a smile.

"Then try to read what the book is all about" Khun Ratte smiled back.

'Duh, gemesnya. I don't know 'm I'm not part of this kingdom, ' Ara's inner frustration.

"Hehe, I'll read it" she said with a small smile on her face inversely proportional to what she was feeling right now. And Ara reopened the thick book.

Meanwhile, the servants only smiled slightly at the adorable behavior of the princess. The sound of the violin playing melodious in Ara's ears that made her curious.

"The prince is playing the violin, he has not played it for a very long time" said Ema who answered Ara's curiosity. Without being prevented Ara to move and look for the origin of the beautiful voice.

Ara arrived at the balcony which displayed a very very beautiful view, as long as the eyes looked at there was only a green expanse that adorned.

Taps! Ara stopped, in front of him the Inn stood toweringly facing the green grass. His strapping body wears a gray shirt stelan combined with a cream-colored suit.

"Your game makes my ears hurt" Ara said, standing with both hands folded in front of her chest.

The Inn turned around, the flat gaze that became typical of an Inn prince entering Ara's gaze.

"Oh, then don't listen" said Inn flatly.

"Yes, so don't play." Ara said after turning around leaving the Inn that was pecking on the spot. The tip of the hijab Ara swayed as the baby stroked her.

"It turns out he hates me so much" Inn told herself.

Dert! Dert!

The vibration on her phone made the Inn take her eyes off where Ara disappeared from.

The lover's name was plastered on his cell phone screen. Inn commented on the small smile and then she raised her conversation with the lover who was busy preparing for the Olympic archery she was about to participate in.

Just like the usual days, Ara's shitty days aren't over yet.

"Why did you give me sleeping pills, hm?" asked Ara while her head was fixed so as not to fall asleep at the table. Actually Ara could very well memorize it, but she wanted to laze around so that everything didn't work out and she could go home again.

"What medicine does Princess mean?" khun Ratte asked confusedly.

"This, this, and this," pointed Ara at all the piles of books in front of her.

Ara's servants only smiled in response to her daughter's words.

Taps!

The Inn stopped stepping and noticed the yawning Ara who had not touched her book in the slightest.

"If you like that, when can you memorize it, yebbong," the Inn flatly said before passing.

Ara who heard it just opened her eyes. He immediately raised a fierce gaze at the Inn's departure.

"Prince is crazy, you don't know how hard it is to memorize, it's a book. And it's as nice of you to say I'm a girl ****!" yelling Ara does not accept using Indonesian language and the typical accent of an Ara. Ara had already raised her game arm like she was about to fight.

One fact you don't know from an Ayara. He held black coir at various levels of martial arts. Reinan lost to Ayara.

"Huf! Astaghfirullahalazim, sorry Ara next time Ara does not do it again, Ara wants to focus on learning so that not in the same stupid girl again Prince songong," said Ara apologized. Although the tone of hatred is still evident in his words.

"That's our new daughter," she cheered. "Oh yes, Princess, what is the meaning of what the Princess said earlier?" yuyun asked curiously.

"Hihi, Yuyun kepo huh?" Not answering Ara even asked back.

"What kind of a princess?" This time Ema who asked represented the three.

"The boss wants to know other people's business," replied Ara casually who made the three mute.

The day continues to change, Ara has begun to master the contents of the book of the curse and every day the Inn always sees the development of Ara learning.

Starting from learning to dance, wearing heels measuring five centimeters with the addition of a thick book on the head of Ara as she walks. Controlling him to walk with his head held high is not looking down anymore.

Although Ara rarely wears heels, but she can use it even though it is not too smooth sometimes she sprains and the book on her head falls off. A very long fight that Ayara had to go through. Even calling his family can't.

"Uh, finally," said Ara happily when the last book she read was finished.

Prok! Prok! Prok!

Ara's servants applauded Ara's success.

"Happy Princess," said Ema.

"Yes," said Ara and directly dropped her head on the study table.

* * *

Today, Ara looks beautiful using a faded blue robe in line with the hijab she wears.

Ara entered a room containing various floral fragrances, arguably a place to mix perfumes.

"Woah, fragrant," said Ara while inhaling the fragrance of flowers contained in a glass tube.

"Daughter!"

Pranks!

"Astaghfiullah!"

"Gosh, are you okay Princess? I'm sorry to disturb you" Khun Ratte said as she approached Ara as well as her two assistants approached Ara.

"I'm fine, I'm just shocked, but this broke? Is it okay? It must be expensive," said Ara regretfully.

Khun Ratte took a deep breath. " No matter Princess, your safety is number one," he explained with a knotty smile. " Now you don't have to think about this, you now have to make perfume with the fragrance of your Princess" continued Khun Ratte, who was taken by both of her assistants.

"Huh? Aroma Fragrance?" asked Ara with a look of horror. He kissed her body and shuddered in horror.

"Not the scent of the Princess' body, but the scent created by you. The aroma will be used by the Prince at any time" Khun Ratte explained.

"Oh." Ara is a sign that she understands. Ara then smiled as to what she should make for the arrogant prince.

* * *

In a blue-white room a girl is being dressed in such a way.

The girl is Ayara Princess Priatmaja. Today is a happy day for everyone not for him. A fake smile of senantia parted on Ara's tiny lips.

His face was polished with natural make-up that made Ara look more beautiful and charming simultaneously. Her lips were covered in peach blossom colored lipstick. Her lentic eyelashes only added mascara. A necklace with a ruby pendant splashed around her neck and the last touch of Ayara's head was fitted with a tiara which made Ayara look like a real princess.

seriate....