The Princess Of Mojopahit

Unbelievingly

As soon as Aksa finished parking the vehicle, immediately greeted their parents.

"Finally up to the two brides, too" exclaimed Mama Ambar reply to a helping hand of the two brides who were about to kiss their hands.

The arrival of Aksa and Ica has been awaited for several hours. They even had time to worry because the vehicle boarded by the child and their daughter-in-law was not at home when they arrived.

Their car was behind the bride.

A feeling of relief and happiness was evident on the anxious twilight faces of the seven layers of the earth due to the delay of the two.

"Kirain directly check in the hotel," led Papa Dewa while grinning to greet his daughter and daughter-in-law.

Aksa and Ica were tired, ignoring any tearing that came out of their parents' lips.

"You must be tired. Rest there, gih!" tell Mama Teri to stroke the head of the child and his daughter-in-law.

Mama Teri looked at the sky that was previously still red orange turned dark.

Mama Teri's face looked the most relieved among the four parents. I don't know what's on the woman's forties' mind.

"Mama is the most understanding." Ica kisses Mama Teri on the cheek.

Instantly the four old men who were there chuckled.

"The others through her kayak" exclaimed Mama Ambar glanced at Teri and Ica.

"Mama wants to kiss ama Ica." Ica innocently hugged her mother-in-law.

"Keep we got what?" the Rajuk Papa Candra.

"You two get this!" Aksa hugged her father and father-in-law together at the neck.

The happy atmosphere is so felt, when the bride and groom throw jokes at each other. It was as if they had known each other for a long time.

Until Aksa and Ica break because they are tired.

Not only physically tired, but also the heart and mind.

On the same day as the marriage contract alone, it was treated to an atmosphere that they could not understand.

A big question mark they can't answer in a short period of time.

It is between the dream world and the real world. Ica can't tell the difference.

"Mas," call Ica after removing all the accessories attached to her body. More precisely the accessories embedded in the wedding dress.

"Why?" aksa turned towards Ica.

The two positions are already side by side sitting leaning on the head of the bed.

"Journey was ...."

"Yes, I don't know it's like a de Javu" Aksa cut.

"Aksa's mom was there too?" tanya Ica assures the heart that she is not alone.

Aksa also told what they did in the mysterious location.

"That's not a dream?" Ica analyzed her own observations.

"I can't say it's real or a dream because we're still in the car when we wake up" Aksa said at length.

Ica breathed a long breath hearing it.

Doubts began to appear in his mind, who initially thought real hearing Aksa's speech all returned to gray.

"We have slept. Tired really," said Aksa lay his body into the king size bed belonging to Ica.

Without making a sound, Ica overtook Aksa's fall.

Without waiting for a long time both of them were already in dreamland.

***

Ica stared at the wall clock in her room still showing at one past ten minutes in the morning.

A hand hugged his waist tightly.

Ica turned her head and found Aksa's handsome face sleeping soundly.

They are used to sleeping together because their marriage is the second time.

Previously they were married on Majapahit earth. The world that made the two find each other in the past.

His dry throat, thrashing want to be watered.

Slowly Ica put away Aksa's hand, got up and took a slow step towards the kitchen.

Aksa's wife wanted to fill her empty glass with water.

Slowly Ica opened and closed the room door so as not to cause a squeak fear of her husband waking up.

With courage, Ica stepped into the kitchen. Find out what's going on there.

"Gosh, Mega Ma'am, Bang Axel," exclaimed Ica as soon as she arrived in the kitchen and found her two sisters-in-law enjoying the roll tarts in the refrigerator quietly.

The faces of Mega and Axel suddenly anxious to see the arrival of Ica.

"Why are you eating this at night?" Ica stared at the freshly cut tart roll as one fourth piece.

"Eat" replied Mega.

"Kan, there's rice." Point Ica towards magic com.

Mega and Axel just smiled slightly at the babble of his sister-in-law. It was impressed that Ica was plain and excellent.

"We are used to eating other than rice at midnight gini," replied Mega staring back at Ica.

His anxiety disappeared instantly because the homeowner did not mind those who ate dinner.

Moreover, the cake they ate belonged to Ica.

The woman seemed to be curious by Ica's flat expression. Was his sister-in-law really innocent or was it on purpose?

"Oh, yeah that's it. Abisin is also not pa-pa, Ma'am, Bang," Ica exclaimed with a smile.

"What do you want yourself?" ask Axel.

"Take a drink" Ica raised her glass high.

"Cheeerrr" Axel and Mega said.

Auto Ica laughed wide aware of his actions.

"Based on sister-in-law sableng," exclaimed Ica stepping into the dispenser.

Mega and Axel Auto did not hear the name Ica.

"Where were you this afternoon?" search Axel.

"Heeem, we wait not nyampe-nyampe," continued Mega with a mouth full of roll tarts.

"The roll tarts are so good, Ca." Mega is still trying to spend her last feed.

"Abisin only," cried Ica while sitting in front of her two brothers-in-law.

"We stopped by a friend's place for a while." Ica lied for her and Aksa's good.

Not necessarily they believe in the events they experience.

Ica raised the glass to flush her dry throat with water.

"Oooh," Mega and Axel reply simultaneously.

"Turn back to the room, Mas, Ma'am," said Ica left her two in-laws before being interrogated more deeply.

Ica found her husband had opened his eyes when he returned from the kitchen.

"Where?" ask Aksa.

"Take some water" Ica replied showing a glass that was already filled with water.

"Mas, I just met Mbak Mega and Mas Axel in the kitchen," Ica's story once again laying on the bed.

Aksa laughed loudly at Ica's story.

"They must be eating" Aksa guessed.

"Yes" said Ica.

Aksa energetically recounted the habits of her brother and sister-in-law.

Ica heard while berO-O only, without much comment because she already knew the real condition.

"Yep, sleep again!" invite Aksa to bring Ica in his arms.

"Doing a marriage contract twice with the same person in different realms, but the sense of deg degnya not much different," said Aksa peeping Ica.

Ica just smiled broadly at it without daring to imagine anything.

***

Ica stared at the green carpet in front of her doubtfully.

His white skin was only coated with old-age kemben cloth, reminiscent of the population while on Majapahit earth.

"Ayu Ndoro!"

***

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