The World's Different Lover

Repair in the Eye

“But what about the state of my son Physician?” sahut Queen Saraswati's Mother. “Is the treatment faster? Please don't make him suffer any longer, because I also feel pain ...”

“Sabar, Queen. Our son must be strong.” Now it is the husband's turn to approach and rub his wife's back trying to provide calm.

“Prabu, Queen, I am only an intermediary, God determines his recovery. The poison has spread throughout the body. But I've given him a potion. According to my experience, there is someone who experienced something similar, but with His permission, the poison can disappear in less than twenty-four hours,” said the long-time Physician. “Patience Mr. My daughter, I know this hurts a lot. Pray!” continued again.

The princess nodded, then Bayu asked, “If for this stab wound?” while pointing at the pierced part, which is above the left chest.

“I don't know exactly the young man, but I'm sure it won't be long either.”

Happy can indeed forget the pain, so felt by Roro Putri. They have found their way, only a little more so they can live a true love story.

“We must quickly meet with Master,” said Putri on the sidelines of his pain. But now he feels better. “I have to confirm this,” he added again.

“So I've met him,” said Bayu.

“Oh yes?” ask the Princess with a face full of curiosity.

“Yes, he helped me.”

“He is very good. Did he also kill Prince Hanung?”

Bayu shook his head as he could not name who the murderer was. Which will raise other questions. According to him—hal this is a disgrace that must be kept as much as possible. But that does not mean Bayu does not want to admit the child if they meet again, then he will tell the truth.

“Which is clear he is a good man who defends the truth.”

“Hmm, yes okay. It's up to you!”

Bayu prickled into the nose of the Princess, then said, “Quickly healed, yes. I miss your mischief!”

Princess smile. Had he not been this sick, he would have kissed her.

The night has gone by with a very beautiful story. Although it was full of struggles and wounds, but ended sweetly in the end. Bayu headed out of the room after the Princess fell into a deep sleep. Maybe he's very tired.

Bayu washed his face in the fountain before he finally headed to the main door; intending to look around. He was surprised because the atmosphere of the palace had begun to be neat again as before. Even as if it leaves no traces of war in the slightest. But he was soon able to understand because there must have been another intervention.

I don't know what kind of power this King of Sivalingga has used. Tonight was very quiet without a single person passing by. Looks like— everyone was deliberately sent drowsiness so as not to see the change in the invisible. I don't know why he did this secretly, and for sure, only Prabu can find out why. But strangely enough, only he himself did not suffer from the drowsiness.

Waiting for drowsiness, Bayu sat on a small rock. He massaged his own body condition that hurts to feel relieved. For the sake of others, he had forgotten himself when he needed help. But then he was a little surprised the moment someone approached. His originally inaudible steps made him think that he was a delicate being. Apparently not. This must have been because he kept thinking about the subtle creatures, so he kept going to mind!

“Goodnight, Prabu,” greet Bayu slightly lowered his head. Staying here a day at least makes Bayu know about fretting or about politeness facing a king or an older person— as they usually do.

“Only are you the only living thing that is not sleepy tonight,” he said then as well as feeling amazed. “Rest! Tomorrow meet me at the pendopo behind this palace.”

“Good Prabu,” replied Bayu without rebuttal.