The World's Different Lover

Please Login

By morning, Bayu can just close his eyes until finally he feels a little bad luck. Chickens had been crowing, birds had been chirping and broom sounds could be heard rubbing against the ground, a sign that several people were sweeping out simultaneously. Bayu peeked out from behind the window curtain, the courtyard outside looked brightly lit. Nawang was no longer by his side.

After feeling his consciousness was full, Bayu rose from his sleep to look for Nawang. It was not difficult to find it because it was certain that the woman was in the kitchen. The woman crouched down in front of the furnace, her hair was still somewhat wet. He had not yet realized Bayu was nearby because he was busy himself blowing a fire in the extinguished furnace.

“You having trouble?” ask Bayu.

“Eh, Bayu,” he said rather jerked. “I'm shocked, usually it's just me in this house.” Nawang chuckles.

“You want me to help?”

“Oh, no need. I can take a shower in the back of the house. There is already warm water in the crock.”

“Thank you, Nawang,” said Bayu who responded with a nod and a smile.

Bayu's heading to the back. Heading to the bathroom with a size of one and a half meters. The edges are covered with bamboo matting. The water comes from the original mountain. Flowing freely from above using bamboo that is split and connected to each other. There is no soap here, Nawang said, he used to take a bath using the liquid in a small container provided. It is made from plant roots mixed with healthy spices. And in the jar were leaves and flowers. The body of Nawang is always fragrant. Yes, fragrant. It still felt stuck to his body. He remembered last night's incident. Bayu admired his prowess.

After finishing the bath, Bayu headed to the front room, while the door was left open. On the table has been pacitan pacitan in the form of tubers and warm drinks. Smoke billowed from that food.

Nawang huddled while sitting in front of him. He thanked me many times. Wish he could be given a chance—Nawang wants to come with him to get out of this place. But soon he realized that Bayu came here has a purpose. Bringing his girlfriend back. Not sent to please him. Therefore, Nawang buried his hope deeply.

“I have to go, Nawang. The full moon may be another day or two. I'm afraid it's too late,” Bayu said.

“Yes, go, Bayu. May you survive to the destination. I will take you to the end of this village,” reply.

After Bayu ate breakfast—Bayu carried his backpack again. Then approached his horse which was tied to bamboo where Nawang used to hang clothes. He caressed the horse. “We resume our journey.”

The horse neighed, understanding his words.

Bayu said goodbye to all the women he met. Sitting down for a while just keeping up the chivalry. Saying thank you many times escaped his mouth because he had been given a ride. After Bayu taste enough, the two then go hand in hand with Bayu who leads and his horse. He had just climbed on a horse after being at the end of the village.

“I got here, Bayu. You careful. This trip is not as far as yesterday,” said Nawang. His lips curved, but his eyes radiated sadness. He feels lost. Because maybe they will never meet again after this.

Bayu looked down and smiled, “Until we meet again, Nawang,” said he could not say anything else, let alone goodbye. That sounds sad. "Send my regards to him if indeed your words will be true.”

Nawang replied, “That's for sure, Bayu.”

"This is for me, keep it for me" said Bayu pulled out a small kris from his backpack.

Nawang accepted it, "Thank you. I'll tell you."

The horse began to walk and increasingly away, but Nawang's gaze never separated from him. A softened look, a gaze full of hopes and dreams. Bayu was rather touched.

“Thank you for tonight, for your whole self,” he muttered. The horse drives its way faster. Because it has rested and eaten a lot of course make the horse's body fitter than yesterday. The path has passed Bayu, the village is getting smaller and more invisible. Tracing the vast coffee and wilderness plantations until finally now he has arrived at the edge of the swamp. The terrain was rather difficult so the horse walked slowly and cautiously.

Bayu closed his eyes. He tried to see with his eyes. The palace is visible, but it seems not too far away. Bayu smiled with relief, this “Sore I will arrive at your place, Put.”

The faint rays were visible from the western horizon, a sign that the day would soon darken. Bayu's ears have caught the frenzied voices of many people. The smell of food was on his nose.

The expanse of grass looks very broad, similar to in his dream—and the palace is starting to look. How beautiful the palace looks to be so real. Bayu stopped for a moment to clearly see the scene. The clouds hung lower, not as far away as they usually saw. The blue sky stretched making Bayu want to fly into space there.

But wait. Bayu flinched at the moment his gaze turned downwards. It was stopped by several soldiers. Beleaguered in the middle. Some of the soldiers pointed arrows at him.

“I have no evil intentions, I just want to meet with Roro Ageng,” Bayu said after getting off the horse. “Please take me there.”

“Can't, you have to make an appointment with him first. Otherwise you cannot enter,” said one of the soldiers.

“Alright, then, please call Roro Ageng in front of me. He knows me.”

“He is being pinched to get married tomorrow day with Prince Hanung.”

“Please, I came from far away. Very far away even penetrate time.”

“What does this freak say?” ask one of the soldiers with the other. “I don't understand the language.” They whispered to each other.

“I come from the future. I came here only to meet Roro Ageng. This is very important.”

“What's your relationship with him?”

“We've lived together. Even almost married.”

Some of the soldiers shook their heads.

“Don't dream!” the other sahut. “Surely you are just a commoner. Where could you possibly be with my future Queen.”

Bayu closed his eyes, he connected the bond with Roro, then called her name three times. “Nyai Roro Princess, Princess, Princess. Honey .. I'm here, get out! Meet me.”

The two ears of the beautiful woman who is now in the garden kaputren was faintly heard the young man call his name three times. The voice sounded clear and close. Then that very second, he headed towards a gate.

“Den Ayu, Den Ayu can not go out first,” said Dayang but did not care.

“Bayu ..” The woman stood in front of the palace. So that makes the soldiers simultaneously bow.

“Please enter, Prince,” one of the representatives said.

Bayu smiled looking at the very beautiful woman. He waited for her and extended his hand.

“Come, login.”