The Princess Of Mojopahit

Zain and Ara

In front of them stood two beautiful women. The two smiled at Ica and Aksa alternately.

"Ren, Dis... He Tan Eng Kian. And this is the Yellow Goddess Wandhan." Raden Alit introduced the two women before him with a smile that made the opposite sex melt.

Ica and Aksa are this time in the form of Adistya and Narendra just smile. Look at his two brothers-in-law.

"Sir, Cah ayu.., Ayoo salim to bude." Pinta Narendra to a toddler who sticks to Ica.

The little girl immediately kissed the hand of the woman she said she loved.

"Ma. sandbag.." Whiney that toddler.

Adistya who understood the language of the little boy immediately raised her tiny body. Put him in his arms.

"You two enjoy the food here.. " Bisik Raden Alit, he also took his two wives with affection.

Making Adistya cover her mouth with one palm. Because of his hand he used to carry his little daughter.

Little princess.

Adistya and Narendra looked at the little princess that Adistya was holding.

Her face is so cute. He was wearing clothes similar to Adistya. His face was a fusion between Adistya and Narendra.

His face has a typical oriental but has beautiful wide eyes with thick eyebrows and plump eyelashes like Adistya's. Nosed with thick lips like Narendra's.

"Mas, her?" Adistya Whisperer

"Our daughter." Answer Narendra.

"Noromachi..." Greet someone.

"Dimas."

The toddler named Nirmala was apparently very pleased with Dimas' presence. Even his hand reached straight towards Dimas.

Making the young man instantly move Nirmala to her sling.

And Adistya immediately handed over her Nirmala to dimas.

"Annchi Nirmala. loo same mommy yaa.." Another voice called Nirmala's name.

"Mbok Ra." Narendra.

"Falem Ndoro's.. Monggo in the office to meet dulur." Mbok Ra said politely.

"Mbok Ra wis pinter coro malay." Praise Narendra.

"Niku ndoro ayu ngajari." Mbok Ra said shyly.

"Please Ndoro. Kulo no momong Ndoro Nirmala." Mbok Ra resigned from the presence of Adistya and Narendra with Dimas who carried Nirmala.

"Dim, take Nirmala." Whisper Narendra before they get out.

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Cold sweat comes out of the tubuj Ica and Aksa, the cold air of the city of mojokerto early in the morning is indeed very cold. It's even too cold.

But the sweat was as if not from the cold that entered without excuse.

The faces of the two also showed anxiety, even though their sleep was closed they were not calm.

"Ca.. Ica..." Aksa who woke up first woke up the Ica who had called her name.

"Ica. wake up baby." Aksa shook Ica's body slowly.

Slowly he opened his eyes. Neutralize with room lighting that is made a little dim effect of sleeping lights that are turned on Aksa replace the main light.

"Ca.. Why are you?" Ask Aksa while helping Icha stand up.

Slowly Ica got up and leaned her body to the end of the bed.

Aksa rubbed Ica's hair slowly. Aksa shifted his sitting position, aligning with Ica. Hugged the girl slowly.

Ica leaned her head against Aksa's chest. Smell of sweat as if not too ignored Ica. To him the smell of sweat Aksa still makes him sexy and handsome. This is how it feels to be stuck.

"Mas.I met them." Ica whispers.

"Raden Alit and his two wives, Mbok Ra, Dimas and children Adistya and Narendra." Aksa's words connect the Ica sentences.

Ica nodded. Assented.

"Name Nirmala. She's so pretty." Ica whispers. And Aksa nodded.

"They're still together." Ica whispers.

"Yes, and may Nirmala grow up." Sahut Aksa's.

"Of course, it's still dawn. Sleep again." Letters Aksa.

"It's not sleepy." Answer Ica.

"What a great game are you out?" Ica chirps heard a noise outside.

"Ooh.it's a basket to go to the market." Aksa replied flatly because he understood the habits of the surrounding population.

"Here I embrace. Let it not be cold." Aksa instantly slid both of his hands to Ica's waist.

"Mas, no mode loo yaa..." Threatening Ica while looking up at Aksa while glaring.

"Liat later, if my junior takes me in no mode. But if my junior makes my pants narrow, I must be a modusin. Hee hee - hee..." Aksa answered with her face.

"Mas Aksaa..."

Cup..

"Don't be noisy or want me to add more." Omel Aksa's.

Ica just took a deep breath holding all the sentences she wanted to say to the guy next to her. Because he doesn't want Aksa to do anything weird to him anymore.

The two of them just enjoy each other's arms.

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Still morning, the needle was both still in the number 7 when Zain was in front of Ara's house.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Zain said his greetings before entering.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Dungaren Le, jek isuk iki." The voice of a middle-aged man who met Zain.

"God, sir, I promise you Ara. Bade ten daleme." Zain answered, holding out his hand, kissing the hand of the man who was the father of his heresy.

"Oohh. with Zain. Ara sek get ready to koyok e." Said Ara's Father.

"God sir, kulo tenggo ngriki mawon." Zain said as he sat on the terrace.

"Lhoo Zain, your montorm new yo Le?" Ask Ara's father while staring at the unique car belonging to her daughter's boyfriend.

Zain just smiled at the man sitting next to him.

"Gadane is tight, sir. Kulo mung adorned ndamel." Answer Zain as he is. He glanced at the man. There was disappointment in his eyes.

"Pak lha wong kulo niki mung kemkab damel tumbas montor sae ngoten nggeh mboten saged." Zain.

"Ora popo Le. Dadi uwong kuwi dudu mergo dunyone." Father Ara said wisely.

"Mas.let's get me ready." Ara appears to be rescuing Zain from his future father-in-law who seems to be preparing to shoot him with various questions.

"Pak kulo died rumiyen ngggeh kale Ara." Zain kissed Ara's father's hand again before taking the girl with him.

Ara chirped at Zain's ritual, kissing his father's hand.

"Ojo bengi-bengi yo Zain nek -." Ara's father's message before leaving.

"Contest Sir."

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

"Lhoo, whose car is this?" Ara asked astonished to see Zain open the passenger car door for her.

"Aksa." Answer Zain quickly.

"Ooh...." Ara is just O O.

Because all this time, Ara only heard the name Aksa only from Zain's story. Without ever knowing how Aksa. Same with Ica. Ara had only known that she was Zain's best friend since Junior High. Without ever knowing his figure.

Zain's smart fortwo passion is slowly moving away from Ara's yard. They went straight to Aksa's boarding house.

"Ra, let's have breakfast at Aksa's house." Zain.

"Just go with it." Ara replied without letting her gaze off the interior of the car Zain was driving in.

In front of Aksa's house

Ica seemed to be joking with her next-door neighbor.

Once there is a car in, it is clear who the driver is. Ica immediately welcomed her guest.

Aksa who was inside, came out after getting a call from Ica.

"Who is Zain?" Ask Ica.

"Nee is acquainted with Iswara Maheswari. My bidad." Zain introduced his future wife to his two best friends.

Ica and Aksa who saw Ara get out of the car instantly covered her mouth with her own hands.

"Mass him.." Ica and Aksa looked at.

"The Yellow Goddess." Say both together.

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