
Rain nodded. "He-em. I'd like to give it a shot. What do you think, honey?" Rain asked for Ara's opinion.
Ara was silent for a moment. His face seemed to think hard about this. He also realized something.
Grandma said, the people here have more ability in the supernatural. Maybe you can ask for help to find where my husband's parents are. But, are they not going to ask for a reward on our request?
The wife of the ruler of oil mining in the Middle East seemed to think hard. He was worried that he would be asked for unwanted rewards. This area is not their world. But the world either nowhere that can not be ascertained the truth, there or not.
"Darling?" Rain rebuked Ara.
"Eh? Aye." Yeah." Ara was shocked, waking up from her daydream.
"What are you thinking?" Rain looks worried.
Ara instantly realized this conversation. "Em, Honey. I'm not forbidding you to ask the prince for help. But, can we get it for free? I'm afraid he's asking for some weird reward." Ara looked worried.
Rain smiled and then pinched his wife's cheeks slowly. "No, Honey. I will talk to the prince directly. You take it easy." Relaxing rain.
Ara nodded, trying to understand the husband's wishes even though in her heart she was anxious about this. Especially what the grandmother of the bracelet said during the meeting. He was worried that Rain would be asked to do something strange, something he did not like. However, as much as possible Ara believes that everything that happens is a fateful suratan for her.
Lord, please protect my husband. I love her so much.
Ara closed her way back to Agartha's palace with prayers. He hoped everything would be okay. He then returned to lay himself in the chest of the field of the husband. She loves her husband.
In the evening at Agartha Palace...
The moon shines brightly. The beautiful light made me remember the figure of the prince I met in the world there. His name is the same as my husband's. It's just that it looks younger. He was a handsome prince of a great kingdom.
The capacity of my brain is sometimes unable to make sense of how great God is in creating the universe. I am just a servant who has limitations when it comes to thinking about the origin of things. Including my presence here. Does Agartha really exist?
May my husband successfully enlist the prince's help to find out where his parents are.
Right now I was staring at the moon from the window of the room that was left open. The curtains around the room seemed to be blown by the wind and drifted high in any direction. The weather here is a little different from my world. Strong wind but not cold. Here it is really comfortable and also makes a feel at home to stay. Moreover, all needs do not have to bother looking, just ask for it.
Honey, be good in there. Growing up healthy and healthy.
I rubbed my stomach and said softly to the tough seeds that were in there. I hope what the bracelet-giver grandmother said was true. I can't wait to see the birth of my children. If true as what is said by the grandmother, the word call them means to refer to more than one. And I'm so happy to have her, to have the baby of a man I love. May our love be eternal.
"Excuse me Miss Ara." Suddenly someone knocked on my door.
"Yes, wait." I went to the door to open it. "Auntie?" I saw the palace maid coming.
"Sorry, Miss. I was asked by the princess to call Miss. The Princess is waiting for Miss in the backyard of the palace." Waiter announces.
Call me? What was?
"Em, okay. But my husband is facing the prince. I'll let him go first." I'd like to ask permission before I see Camomile.
"Em sorry, Miss. The Princess is looking forward to the arrival of the Miss soon. Because after this the princess will accompany the prince to dinner. I hope Miss doesn't mind coming soon" he said.
My brow was frowned upon hearing a tone of coercion like this. As if there was something Camomile would do to me. I don't know what it is. He was so forced that I came to see him immediately. This is very suspicious.
"Oh, okay. I'll be there soon. Auntie go first. I want to dress up for a minute." I reasoned.
"Good, Miss. Then excuse me." The palace servant finally said goodbye to me.
I nodded, taking off the waiter from the front of the room. However, in my heart came a thousand questions about this, why did Camomile call me to meet him. Is it true that he's gonna take Rain away from me?
Alright. If this is true, then I will change it.
Then I took a piece of paper. I'll write a message to my husband if I'm called Camomile in the backyard of the palace. Then I put this paper on the room table. I wish my husband could read it after returning from the palace. Because I have to see Camomile right away.
I still have to be careful. This is not my world. Especially Camomile since the beginning has shown his dislike for me.
Moments later, in the palace's backyard...
I came to see Camomile in a white silk dress given by the palace maid. This dress is almost the same as the dress worn by her. There are only differences in the headdress. Camomile was wearing a little crown, and I wasn't.
Now I saw the princess sitting down drinking a cup of tea in the gazebo behind the palace. It seems like he was waiting for me. However, when I came, he seemed indifferent to me. And yes, I was just acting normal to him. It was as if nothing had ever happened before between us.
"Daughter." I stood in front of him at a distance of about two meters.
"Miss Ara, please sit." He looked at me and let me sit.
I also sat in front of him. The gazebo round table is a witness to the conversation that will soon occur. I also inhaled a deep breath while still maintaining the elegance as a royal special guest. I have to be as good as possible. In fact, I don't like his attitude.
"I heard at first glance you wanted to come back." He opened the conversation tonight.
Immediately I enthusiastically responded. "Right," I replied briefly while trying to calm down in elegance.
"I'm interested in coming. Are you guys allowing it?" He asked again what made me look at myself.
It was true what my grandmother said. He wants to launch his action against us.
"Em, Princess. Isn't it more comfortable here?" manyaku. I wanted to ascertain what reason made him come to our world.
He smiled in front of me. "Yes. But honestly I'm not interested in staying here. Especially with the man who will soon be my husband. I'm more interested in your husband." He was being honest with me.