The Princess Of Mojopahit

Sradhas

After being satisfied with many poses even to the point of rolling their lakoni. Suddenly Ica's eyes caught a crowd.

"Mas, kok kayak there is a celebration" cried Ica.

"Where to Ca?" Aksa turned to the left.

"That's loo Mas over there." Ica said while pointing in a direction.

But according to Aksa's view, the direction Ica pointed to was nothing. Slender. Blank.

"Ca..there's anyone?" Tanya Aksa fishing Ica.

"Many people, I don't know."

"Mas let's step aside, they'll be through here."

Aksa complied with Ica's request, although he saw nothing.

"There's a stretcher Mas."

Ica hugged Aksa's arm tightly.

"Mas, I'm afraid to see it."

"Ca. look at me."

Ica turned her gaze to look at Aksa. They look at each other. Aksa took off Ica's sunglasses.

Aksa seemed to experience what her lover felt.

"Mas move..." Ica pulled Aksa's body roughly.

Aksa who was not ready of course immediately fell. Brug.. Aksa felt something soft underneath.

"Awwhh. mas heavy." Someone whimpering.

His voice was right underneath.

"Yes Allooh, Ica. I'm sorry." Aksa immediately stood up and helped his lover to rise.

"Where does Ca hurt?"

"My ass."

"Haa haa haa.."

Aksa can-can, at a time like this can laugh.

"Mas..why are they?" Ica refocused in a direction.

Aksa took a deep breath. Because this time Aksa really did not know what Ica saw.

"Mas.they wear the exact same costume as you wear in the palace." Ica began to explain.

"They seem to put the uborampe. In the corners of the building."

"Thereafter a man stood up.

"Mas, he. he. there is Kakang Alit."

Ica was still standing rigidly staring at one point.

"Mas, they pray."

"There's a priest."

"Who's the guide for?" Ask Aksa.

"The guide I don't know. He's wearing a crown."

"Mas."

"They eat..."

Aksa took a deep breath. It's like remembering something.

"Ca, we're getting away from here." Take Aksa while holding Ica's hand.

They walked hand in hand towards the bench under the deciduous tree of the drink seller whose location was more shady.

"Drink what Ca?" Ask Aksa

"Fanta the orange is Mas." Ica Pinta.

Aksa chose the bottle Ica requested and unsealed it and handed it to her.

"Makasi yaa Mas."

"Hmm. You guys are so. Buy yourself a drink."

"Lha, you were also mojok yourself Ara. We're disturbing time."

"Come why?"

"Don't know. He said I'd like to see that celebration."

Zain took a deep breath.

"You know what Ica saw."

"From the words he said earlier I think I know. Like the Sradha Ceremony." Answer Aksa.

Zain took a deep breath.

"Clear to Ica. Let him not be afraid. Look at his eyes continue there.

There may have been an incident during the sradha ceremony that time." Zain panicked.

"Ca...Ica..." Call Zain.

But Ica doesn't seem to listen to Zain.

"Ca, what do you see, honey?" Ica turned her head as soon as Aksa's soft voice called her name.

Ica smiled, "That wasn't finished yet." Answer Ica.

"Sa, I leave it to you." Zain said as he led Ara back to where she was while carrying two bottles of cold drinks.

"How much is all Mom?" Aksa asked the drink vendor in front of her.

"Twenty thousand, my dear." Aksa pulled out the right one. And lead Ica straight to the car.

"You here or moving?" Aksa asked seeing Ica starting to calm down.

"Moving."

"Okay.wait." Aksa swiped the call icon to someone.

"Zain. We turn right. Let's get to the car." Decalogue Aksa

Without waiting for a response from Zain, Aksa immediately closed it.

The Zain location

"It's not polite, boy. Maen is closing. I haven't answered either." Grouser Zain.

"We're back, Ra. Ica's condition isn't good." Take Zain while leading Ara to the car park.

"Memangnga Mbak Ica. Mas?" Ask Ara.

"Eitherway. You'll know for yourself." Zain.

Zain stared at the passenger seat, Aksa still hugging the calming Ica.

"Zain, you brought it..!" Pinta aksa slowly as soon as Zain looked inside.

Zain nodded silently.

"Ra, we're ahead." Said Zain staring at Ara.

Ara just nodded and straight into jazz Ica.

The two looked back. Check the condition of Ica.

"Where are we?" Ask Zain.

"Eat." Ica Sahut.

"Aissh nee son, we're panicking. He even ate." Zain said with a smile.

As Ica's best friend, Zain believes Ica is still sane and conscious. Because I remember the food.

Ha haa haa. at the Ica meal portion.

"I'm afraid your worms are time to feed." Oceh Ica without taking off his arms from Aksa.

"Yes, we eat. Sa, your business is old." Zain.

"Ready man." Aksa deliberately mocked Zain.

"Sa, you don't start deeh. kasiyan yayang you." Omel Zayn.

Aksa just chuckled at Zain's scolding.

"Look at Zain worried about you." Brisk Aksa to Ica.

Ica just giggled at Aksa's words.

Zain turned the steering wheel to a depot. There is no luxury restaurant or fast food restaurant.

Even if it's downtown. While Trowulan Subdistrict enters the administrative region of the Regency. Although located on the national road that connects Surabaya - Solo - Yogjakarta, still the natural conditions are still rural.

Luxury and fast food restaurants are not much in demand there. The innocence of the inhabitants is still natural. They still depend on the produce of the earth.

So, so they enter a simple depot but for the taste is not less the same luxury restaurant.

"Ca, we'll explain inside." Aksa said softly.

Ica nodded.

Inside the depot, Ica just stared at the menu. There was no intention of ordering a food menu.

"Ca.. what do you want to eat?"

"Let's see the dish first." Ica says.

"Okaylah.give you." Zain said, although there was something strange about Ica's behavior.

"Sir, that was yaa. later if there is an additional we call." Aksa.

Ma'am waitress just nodded. And pass before them.

"Ca, look at me." Pinta Aksa's.

Auto Ica looked at Aksa. Aksa smiled as she stroked Ica's hair slowly.

"Ca, the one you saw back in Brahu. His name is Ceremony Sradha. His name is now Sadran. The Javanese say Nyadran."

"This ceremony is performed by Hindus in order to worship the spirits of their deceased ancestors."

"In the Mojopahit era, Kanjeng Queen Hayam Wuruk once did it in memory of Rajapadni. It took place in the month of Badra in 1284 Saka or in the year 1362. Then in 1408 Saka or 1486 Sri Girindrawardhana performed the Sradha Celebration in memory of the twelve years of Prabu Singawardhana's death." Obviously Aksa

"When the Sradha Ceremony...."

"Wait..." Cut Ica.

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