The Owner

Chapter 23

"What do you mean take Aunt Zur to the hospital to deliver Acalapati's clothes, indeed..."

The speech of Prince Lingga was cut off by Yang Mulya Empress.

"Acalapati shock due to your actions, what you have done triggers his trauma reappears, even Acalapati fear of meeting others."

"Trauma?" Termangu phallus.

"Actually last night I found this under the window." Restu gives receipt of payment of hospital fees.

"What's this?" The Empress Mulya accepted it.

"Sorry Yang Mulya, last night I was sassy to enter Princess Acalapati's room out of curiosity. I'm ready for the law." Restu bent his knee.

"Stand Restu. Please accompany me to solve this problem."

Prince Lingga was still reading the white paper carefully. "Whenever he had any business in the hospital, why would he sneak in. He could have gone the right way."

"The answer is we'll get in a minute."

With super-tight control special forces accompany the three to the hospital where Acalapati escaped a child from homelessness last night.

Three cars with dark glass and bulletproof were parked at the hospital address as in the receipt found by Restu.

Yang Mulya Empress accompanied by two female assistants, behind there was Prince Lingga, Restu, General, and also the bodyguards.

The door of the room opens. Yang Mulya the Empress immediately asked the family of the person being treated in the room to meet her in a special room.

"So why would my son-in-law bring you here?" Without the ba-bi-bu Yang Mulya the Empress directly questioned the woman in shabby clothes before her.

The middle-aged woman was already trembling in fear.

"Jawab only!" Prince Lingga was also getting impatient.

"I don't know. If what helps us is the royal family."

"He's my son-in-law, Prince Lingga's wife, you don't know him?" tuding Yang Mulya Empress.

"Sorry to the Empress Mulya. The woman was wearing a veil, we really didn't know. That kind woman wears Muslim clothes."

"What?" Yang Mulya Empress and also Prince Lingga looked shocked to hear the explanation of the woman they were interrogating.

They still wanted to pry for information, dear not how long Yang Mulya Empress's phone rang.

"Vaalaikumsalam. What's up, Zur, my daughter's okay?"

"That Mulya Empress, Princess Acalapati was taken away by Lord Aryan and his troops."

"What?" Auntie Zur's voice was loud enough to be heard by everyone.

Without waiting for time, Prince Lingga directly faced his mother.

"Mother, please step down." Yang Mulya the Empress immediately nodded.

"Will I tell the bodyguard if you're leaving?" Restu chased after Lingga who had been walking in a hurry in the hospital hallway.

"I'll go alone." Prince Lingga refused.

The Acalapati kingdom.

Mr. Aryan dropped Princess Acalapati on the bed for immediate handling. Nija, the woman who takes care of Acalapati from childhood, was immediately asked by Mr. Aryan to dress his daughter.

Nija was also sad to see various traces of grip and suction of male lips all over the body Acalapati. There were no tears from the middle-aged woman.

"What if the Queen Mother gets to know her daughter's situation? He'll be so angry." Nija was afraid that Yang Mulya Queen Rates Hida would be devastated to see the state of the princess only wayang.

Nija wiped Acalapati's body with a warm towel then gave the medicine.

"Hold a minute Princess, this is a little bit poignant."

But there was no expression when Nija treated the bluish bruise from the grip of a man's hand to the torn lip of Acalapati, until finally silence ruled.

"Nija," Call Princess Acalapati to her loyal servant after she has finished treating her entire body.

"Yes, Princess?"

"Would not a leader have the courage to stand up for the people. Why should he be an enemy to his own people? The people are poor because he was destined to be that way. What's wrong?"

"You're right, Princess." Nija combed the long hair of Acalapati very carefully. "You're not wrong, you're a special girl."

Hearing Nija Acalapati's comments just smiled wryly

It's no secret that big investors always want to get involved in political policy. Linga also could not receive investment on the condition of immediately getting offspring to be considered worthy to replace his father's position. Therefore Lingga must work harder because his rivals are now Prince Mujabi and Muhabbi who can make dirty ways and entrap his investors to smooth the path of getting the throne.

The phallus is very busy, he is very tired and easily thinks a no-no. That's what shouldn't happen.

Lingga chose to immediately stop the taxi to return to the palace to pursue Mr. Aryan faster than using a large thick-bodied car with a line of bodyguards.

Since the incident last night Prince Lingga had not had time to see the condition of Princess Acalapati because he had slept.

Prince Lingga received a phone call from the palace to inform him that an important meeting with several potential investors was about to begin.

"Snooze the meeting for tomorrow!" Linga immediately closes the call. Prince Lingga closed his eyes tightly, his heart rumbling fretfully.

Princess Acalapati did not go to sleep. He walked towards the window of his room which was directly centered in the exquisite palace courtyard with flower gardens blooming both his eyes enjoying the breeze of the wind that was beating on him. Her long unravelled hair, moving following the gusts of wind. Princess Acalapati enjoyed it.

"Wind is very lucky. They're free to move wherever they want." Princess Acalapati raised both her hands. He took out his hand so that he could enjoy the wind outside the window. Princess Acalapati moves her hand in the direction of the wind. His closed eyes finally opened.

"I am a soul that has two bodies, I must be strong."

Princess Acalapati gets a glimpse of the memory. Beautiful memories of when he was once an ordinary caste person. He remembers struggling to lose weight, but Acalapati does not remember which country he was in. Even the language she once mastered when she became another woman was no longer able to speak.

"The Mulya Rates arrived."

Princess Acalapati immediately turned her body to the door hearing her mother had come.

Yang Mulya Rates was a little rushed as she walked over to Princess Acalapati until her embrace had a slight impact and made Princess Acalapati slightly staggered.

The cry of the Yang Mulya Rates broke as soon as it hugged its daughter. As a Mother she was so disappointed with what Prince Lingga did to Princess Acalapati.

"He's a man famous for his fearlessness, but why is he as vile as Dooty?" The Mulya Rates.

Dooty himself is the pet big cat Mr. Aryan, a male lion who has a dense mane of blackish brown which makes Dooty more dashing.

"He punished me because I was caught climbing the window."

"What else are you doing, my daughter?"

"I want to help the homeless, I have to do it without an escort, I and they are, if they know who is helping them non-Muslims, I'm afraid they will refuse" Acalapati said.

"My mother should go back to Prince Lingga, don't let Dad get me divorced before the time comes."

"Mom can't prevent your father! They've gone too far."

"But Mother .."

"Unless Prince Lingga himself comes to pick you up."

"Where is it possible?" Inner Acalapati refused to hope that the man would pick her up.