White Eagle Sang Praja Bekti, Aksa Gavin Praja Bekti

Traces

A woman is lying weakly in a hospital gurney. His face paled, though not as pale as before.

Beside him, the husband is always faithful.

Hanum's.......

In the past, the woman found it very impossible to get the full attention and affection of her husband, Azkara.

But now, over time, also because of his persistence and belief to be able to conquer Kara, in the end all his efforts succeeded.

Feelings of happiness, warmth and joy, and Merta was present in the series of Hanum days.

Likewise with Kara who has found his wife has awoken from her critical period.

"Buck...."

"Yes, you want something?".

Jemari Kara clasped Hanum's hand.

"I want to go home. I don't feel right if I stay here any longer. Trust me, I'll heal as time goes by."

Sluggishly.

"No! You'll be home when you're healed. Be patient, you'll soon be healed"

"I want to go home now".

Hanum pursed his lips.

Anxious, funny, and a sense of wanting to laugh restrained, Kara felt.

In the past, he did not like the behavior of women like this. But when Hanum does, Kara is eager to reach out and pinch her cheeks hard.

You know the difference between hate and love is just a thread that resembles hair?

Thin..... So thin.

"Well, I'll talk to the doctor".

A bright smile rose on Hanum's lips that still looked pale.

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In a place that felt unfamiliar to Seno, Seno was walking with herded by several guards.

Their steps are upright and sure.

Seno could guess, they must be the chosen guards who had trained for a long time.

Seno's eyes carefully looked at the entire corner of the room.

Neatest.......

That was the first impression Seno caught.

White painted room with dark brown plitur on each door frame and window, adding a strong impression.

In every corner of the room, small sideboards decorate. The carvings that decorate it are also quite complicated.

From here it can be ascertained, that the owner is someone who is not as simple as people think, quite complicated and difficult to detect steps and thoughts.

Jelita's......

That woman is a graceful woman.

But who would have thought that behind his elegance, Jelita has an attitude that is difficult to guess.

Secretly, Seno shuddered in horror.

His wild thoughts began to spiral out of control.

'If Miss Aluna and I were together, I wouldn't be able to be treated like this with my status. Maybe I was killed instantly when the big lady found out about my pent-up feelings for her daughter.

I'm.......

Just a piece of ash in the barren desert, my existence is just a form of the past wind that is meaningless.

I'm........

Like a speck of dew sitting amongst the torrential rain, my existence was invisible, let alone priceless.

L'm...... Like a lump of meat in the middle of a fancy dish, nothing made anyone else interested in me.

Miss Luna...... I feel dwarfed when my existence is very contradictory to your perfect self.

I don't deserve to be with you in a dream.

As a matter of fact, I will make you happy no matter how you wish'

Seno's mind was full of wounds.

Seno's usual bright face full of hospitality, now suddenly clouded.

The sky that used to be bright, was now covered in gray clouds.

"Please".

The color is light brown with natural wood color accents.

Pliturnya looks expensive, as evidenced by the smoothness of each corner.

The art of just nodding and knocking on the door slowly for three times.

The door opened from the inside, the plontos-headed servant opened the door wide, allowing Seno to enter.

Jelita's hand shook a few times, gesturing for the guards to leave and giving her a reward with Seno.

Until the door closed, there was only Jelita with her elegant appearance.

For a moment, Seno gulped his hard-earned saliva.

The awkward and stiff feeling he felt.

"Sit Seno".

Her hands pointed at the sofa in the corner of the room.

Jelita got up from her big chair and headed for the sofa.

By stealing a glance towards the appearance of Praja Bekti's great mistress, Seno did not deny that this middle-aged woman was a charming woman and had a high appeal.

Radhi is crazy about Jelita.

"Thank you, madam".

"Hows it? You've been informed where the cunning female fox went?"

"Some, madam. Miss Dita's whereabouts were last traced to Magelang, madam".

"Good, keep an eye on the movement.

I suspect, there seems to be a party who is very helpful to the woman to escape.

Otherwise, why would it escape our scrutiny for a few days.

I think, right now that woman has a protector"

"Lantas, what should I do, ma'am".

"Supervise Dita's movements, find out who's behind her back.

And remember!!

Let him and his protectors know that our side loves them.

Work neatly."

"Aren't we acting quickly to anticipate the worst?"

"What's the worst chance you think?".

Jelita raised her head high.

"The chances are, he'll re-injure young mistress Hanum, mistress".

"Good, I think you're starting to be reliable".

Jelita smiled proudly. Her eyes lit up beautifully, but Seno could not see any emotion Jelita had through her eyes.

"Thank you, madam"

Silence again dominated the room.

Seno silently watched Jelita's face fixedly.

Her eyebrows were engraved beautifully, her eyes were shining sharply despite her age not being as young as before.

His cheekbones are tall like true arsictrocrats.

His jaw was firm and looked well-groomed.

The lips that are brown add to its value which is already high value.

Her hair that frames her face, in a bun so that it shows her neck level.

The black-black suit that he uses, adds the impression of strong, arrogant, sturdy, not easy to beat.

Inwardly, Seno secretly cursed Dita,

how dare that woman play around with Jelita. He doesn't know who Jelita is.

"Ok yes, Seno.....

I order you to take my order to the village, at papa's house. I don't think you're busy this weekend".

"Good, madam."

Seno again had to harbour uncomfortable feelings if he had to intersect with Aluna.

Because with Aluna, the expectations that Seno has set high, will be crushed at the same time. Really, Seno is uncomfortable.

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