
Two months passed, Litha enjoyed her role as a new wife and mother until sometimes her big baby felt neglected by the busy Litha who took care of Baby Zean directly. Tisha also began to open new pages and thanks to the help of her younger sister-in-law, Young Master, she independently lived in Irvine, California, The United States as a social worker who takes care of the elderly in one of the nursing homes. While Vania stepped forward to achieve the future of continuing her education. He was very happy because the friends he would meet were not only female as in his boarding school, for him he would rather be friends with a boyfriend than women who were more drama.
Rayyendra while quite calm, there is no longer a grudge Sebastian that bothers him even though the existence of Aunt Rima and Uncle Tino is still a mystery along with the genealogy of his wife's family. As long as he and Vania did not open the veil, then the existence of the Moon River Kingdom would still be a secret. He did not want anyone to disturb the happiness of his small family. Having an adorable little baby makes it a working spirit. He hoped his wife would not mind giving him one or more children. The decision he left entirely to Litha since witnessing the severity of a mother's struggle to present a new human on earth.
In contrast to Firza, in the European continent, he diverted sadness and emptiness by working until drowsiness attacked. Occasionally walk through the city of London to refresh the mind. Seeing and interacting with various activities of local residents make their longing for the homeland little by little treated.
Just like Abyan, although not everywhere, he felt lonely, but the loneliness he felt was a strange loneliness, lonely but not lonely. His heart was lonely because of the love that clapped one hand, but he did not feel lonely at all because his struggle with his best friend's sister-in-law was able to divert the feeling of loneliness. Unfortunately, Vania now seems to be away and trying to reduce her debate with Abyan. If Abyan quipped, the grown-up girl only smiled cynically. Unfortunately, Abyan did not feel like being treated like that, ignored and considered wind then.
At the new campus, Vania chose a predominantly Adam-dominated major. Having a beautiful face, shady but firm eyes, snow-white skin and long black hair that beautifully decomposed certainly sucked the attention of new students and seniors, nezar Abigail also attended college this year. A new chapter of the romance life he carefully guarded has begun, no longer a teenage girl who is explosive with what her heart feels. He had to learn to mature in the face of the complexities of life and he had the best teacher, his mother Zeandra Putra Pradipta.
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A middle-aged man stared at the latest laptop screen seriously - his eyes glued to his heart rippling with what was displayed on the 17-inch screen.
"He is very similar to Anjani. Did Drana realize it?" his murmurs riled against his chin many times.
"How would you react if you saw him, akhh .." The man pressed his eyes, "Son, you could hide until the end of your life, when you could have come to me. I'll protect your family and you won't have to suffer like this."
Footage from one of the company's youtube channels Pradipta Corp. appeared when the President announced who the figure of his wife at the graduation moment. In this channel the face of Madam Pradipta is very clear, the unique beauty of the exotic country combined with the unique beauty of Ragnaya tribe women is presented perfectly by the Creator with qualified academic abilities that make it the most harmonious companion for the President of Pradipta Corp.
The man's eyes turned to look at the file for a coal mine expansion permit owned by PT. Pradipta Jaya Coal's. The file had actually been on his desk for a long time but he was still weighing up to decide who would get his permission as the number one person in the BX area, because the company belonged to future husband Rhadisa, his brother's daughter, now Crown Prince, also made the same request.
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His daydreams ran out when his phone rang. Maydara called, her only child who had escaped the life of a royal princess, a woman with open eyes who did not want her freedom to be taken away in her ancestral land.
"Dad, how are you doing there?" tanyanya without greeting as soon as the tune is lifted.
"Greet me, Dara. You're like an unethical woman after a long stay in London."
"Ishh ..., is it night?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"Then good night, Dad ... How are you, Mother and Tala?"
"We're all good here. Are you going home for the new year off?"
"No. I really like London's winter."
The man laughed, "You always say that, I suggest that you prefer the spring that will make your heart flower."
"Hahahaha ..it is too cliche. I'll find someone in the winter to warm me up."
"What?!? You know you're a descendant of the Ragnaya woman. Don't fuck around!"
The voice across there was a loud chuckle, he was teasing the Father, "I wonder, what in this very modern age is such an ancient curse still valid? Haishhc ... Living here with that curse has left me deeply tormented. How many times have I left a man for refusing to kiss."
"Maydara, watch your attitude! Wherever you are take care of yourself! If you want to meet your biological needs as a woman, go home and get married! I'll find someone nice here." The man warned his daughter loudly.
"That's exactly what I'm avoiding! Who wants to marry without love. Living with this curse has put me in prison, and Dad wants to put me in a marriage that I don't want, don't expect! I'm going home to marry someone I brought myself in front of Dad."
"Hhhhh ... You always make Dad emotional, Dara."
"Dad, I need to get back to the office, my break is up. Say hello to Mom and Tala."
"I didn't think you were calling just to provoke Dad's emotions."
"No. Dad was wrong-I called you because I wanted to say something."
"What?"
"I miss you, Dad. No matter how strong my desire is to live freely in a land of people, I always remember you and remember that stupid curse just for Dad's sake."
"Between-"
"Yes, Dad ... Mmeacch."
The Princess hung up her phone without permission after dipping away from London.
"This boy!!!" his screech was irritated, but almost he shed tears when he heard the expression miss his daughter.
He smiled looking at the photo of Maydara being the wallpaper on the phone. Her eyes were always reminiscent of her lost sister, who was now revealed to Madame Pradipta as well as the eyes of a powerful King in the Moon River Kingdom.
The door handle opened someone from the outside, "Did your job as Governor of BX take up your bedtime?"
The man chuckled, "Let's Dara call, she left you and Tala a greeting."
"Sad. The boy never considered me his mother, in his heart there was always his father, but I conceived and gave birth to him. When's he coming home?"
"Come." she replied, turning off the laptop.
The woman who was more than a quarter of a century into the man's wife smiled, "It is very difficult to conquer the heart of Brata Dharnika's daughter."
"Will not the women of our tribe be like that. Like you, it takes a struggle that's not easy to get a kiss from you."
"Because of our kiss there is no expiration time, hehehehehe ..."
They both embrace each other out of the workspace. In the heart of the Governor of BX Province it said it would not let his brother do the same as 27 years ago. He will persuade the King to forgive the guilt of Goddess Anjani Dirayya and restore her status as Crown Princess, even if she is now dead, then that status should be held by her descendants.
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Thank God, I can finally finish this work. Although the unpopular Author tries to give a good ending, does not stop or disappear in the middle of the story.
But Thor, hang this story...
Hehehe ... It is said to be finished because the initial conflict and the main one is finished, for the next will be continued in Session 2. Hopefully given a healthy body and mind to make it.
The author wants to switch first to the other work, the Heart of Vania. Keep following, brother...
Oh yes, Author rather long up because of the genera of the hand and fingers Author again in physiotherapy due to soun basket serempet some time ago. It is also still not healed but quite able to hold a mug full of water even though the duration of holding it can not be long.