The Owner

Chapter 20

"Prince Lingga arrives"

Restu immediately came out of Princess Acalapati's room to welcome the arrival of Prince Lingga.

While Princess Acalapati indifferent and choose to change clothes.

The door to her room was knocked back on after she finished changing clothes.

He opened the door with his own hands.

'Lick'

Before him stood Prince Lingga with his white robe dangling to his ankles. Restu was already in that man. As soon as their eyes met, Prince Lingga was still staring at Acalapati who had already cast his eyes off.

"I'm visiting because I want to see you." The speech was very flat, but the eyes implied a relief of seeing a woman who could stand upright with both feet.

"I'm fine." said Acalapati no less flat. "Your representatives take very good care of me." Acalapati glanced at Restu.

"Well, you'd like the Prince to come in, Princess" said Restu as if teaching manners to Acalapati.

"It's late at night I want to rest."

Restu snorted to hear the words of Acalapati which he thought was very presumptuous.

"Be careful what you say!" Grumpily Restu.

"Why? I'm tired of wanting to rest, what's wrong? You didn't give me a service that could help me, I did everything myself."

Prince Lingga frowned. Now he turned to look at Restu.

Restu immediately wave. "Anu, Prince, the servants no one would dare to work for Princess Acalapati if it wasn't you yourself who pointed."

"Who will serve her to bathe, dress and clean her room as long as I'm not around?"

"I did it myself, didn't you hear? Here I'm reporting to you, why do you have to ask him?"

Prince Lingga's lips were tightly closed.

"How to be a ruler of the kingdom, to give glory to his own wife, he is not a fool."

"You ...?" Restu was about to enter, when the voice of Prince Lingga warned him faster.

"The right of a person to express an opinion."

"But, Prince,"

A smile of victory rose on Princess Acalapati's lips, she looked at the Prince still with a face covered in a veil.

"I'm really tired, Prince." And without waiting again Princess Acalapati pampit to rest. After turning his body, the triumphant smile on Acalapati's face faded in place by a flat look.

"I'll take care of you until you can reach for it all" Acalapati closed her eyes and muttered inwardly. But her feet still stepped away from before her husband and Restu.

Acalapati broke his tired body. For hours he wandered among the little folk. Disguised as ordinary people. Wearing a typical middle east brackets.

He is monitoring the market developments, it has long felt that Acalapati did not see anything like this. Seeing the condition of the people with various circumstances.

They live on the border. Many children drop out of school, in the morning they sell in the market, the evening they look for dates that fall from someone else's garden to be sold the next day.

Whether it could be said to be stealing or not, but the date orchard was indeed not theirs.

When I glanced at the door. Prince Lingga was no longer there. Now Princess Acalapati looked towards the plastic containing dates. He lied to Restu about his desire to eat the dates that fell from his tree. The truth is that he bought the date from an old woman who picked the date with his very small grandson.

The sun starts to shine. Slowly, the rays to his emasan, make all the roofs of the house clearly visible until it reaches a very magnificent palace. From the cracks of Acalapati's bedroom window, the light dazzled his face until he woke up.

Acalapati. It had to be as much as she hurt people so that no one would dare to approach her.

Acalapati does not like spies, she likes freedom. He doesn't like people helping him in anything. He was very disciplined, and could not tolerate the slightest mistake.

He's notoriously cruel. But the truth is not. He is not famous tempramental actually so.

"Ehem." Princess Acalapati cleared her throat, making the two servants tiptoe.

"Pu-Princess, are you awake?"

Acalapati looked at the two sharply.

"If you're not ready to lose a few fingers it's better not to even think of becoming my personal servant!" Ruffled with a cold voice.

"We-we're ready?" the two young women answered.

"Really?" Acalapati.

Acalapati started counting backwards from ten to one. At the number three, the sound of the two women's cries had already been heard.

"Our love, Princess, please forgive us. Please don't cut our fingers"

Acalapati.

"Coward." The impact that can be heard from outside.

'Cash!!' the whip echoed in the cry of the two frightened servants.

Behind the door two handsome men heard everything in the room.

"He's still not sane" Restu said in his heart.

"Is your attitude really immutable, Acalapati?" Inner Prince Lingga who went to see his wife.

Prince Lingga has not much time. For four months he should already be able to have a successor. While the woman he married had different beliefs, and again had a very terrible behavior.

Previously, Restu began to sympathize with Princess Acalapati because he had seen how beautiful the woman was. But this morning the sympathy and interest suddenly evaporated at the sound of whips and the screams of innocent servants.

"He's healed. Do I have to send him back to Acalapati's palace?" Ask Prince Lingga to Restu.

Restu did not dare to answer. Because I know this is not a small decision.

While in the room. Princess Acalapati stopped her actions.

"You'll be safe, as long as you spread bad news about me, say anything. You can lie I tortured you, hit you, or cut your fingers, whatever. Besides you being free from me I'll also give you this."

Princess Acalapati brandished two envelopes filled with money.

The two young women looked at each other. Is Princess Acalapati's cruelty just a lie? Why would this very beautiful woman want her own name to be bad?

"I know what you're thinking. But all you have to know is that I can hit you seriously if I'm on a relapse. I have a depressive illness." Lying as usual. Making stories.

"This is for you. You can do anything to your body, and tell stories out there if that's what I'm doing."

After handing the two thick envelopes to each woman. Acalapati breezed into the bathroom.

"Don't say anything without proof. Because they'll definitely prove your point by checking what you're complaining about." After saying that. Acalapati completely closed the bathroom door.

"They're would-be traitors." Hiss Acalapati before entering the Jacuzzi.