(Former) Prince's Wife
048

"Who did it, Mom?" I'm afraid after I put Aden to bed.

All afternoon, I hugged him tightly. Aden told me nothing.

He just kept quiet.

I was so scared that his mentality was disturbed.

Just think about it, I'm already sick.

"He's been arrested."

Intrigued by Mas Indra's twisted words, I infiltrated the prison.

I want to see for myself who is so cruel to a child.

Uh. Forgetting. Up here, you won't see any pity.

Who did I find in here?

There was no one in Kunjara Dhedet, the prison inside the palace, except the man I knew very well.

Yep. Kusuma Widjianto's.

"Why are you here?" my many.

"Because of a great mistake."

Big mistake?

Was he really the one who kidnapped Aden?

Wh-wh-what for?

Brother's problem?

I've prepared a thousand words if what's here is Nenenda, the old lady.

I'm speechless. Don't know what to say.

Rage gone? No. gabe. I was just too confused to express.

Kusuma, the haphazard boy, is able to do this?

From the citizens who were invited to the Keraton, they even reported Kusuma who still lived at home and made dishes.

Yep. The stubborn man did not heed Mas Indra's warning.

Infiltrated into the house through the underground road I made.

He knows the secret door.

The bell of the changing of the guard sounded. I can't stay here long.

Kulirik Kusuma who was bowed.

His body was cuffed from his head, hands, feet, and stomach.

He won't be able to move.

I set foot just before the line of new guards entered to enliven this place.

A pair of guards on duty nodded briefly at me, before they opened the door for their comrades.

Skate using the feet on a sloping plane.

If only I could officially find it, I would not have to bother passing through this complicated road.

The prison in the palace, Kunjara Dhedet, is reserved for people who commit very great sins.

Usually threatening the lives of the royal family.

Cannot be found except on the day of the decision.

Since it was considered dangerous, there should not be a single person approaching.

Thinking of Kusuma in there, my race gamang thinks he's that bad in a child.

As long as I know him, I don't think he'll be that cruel.

But maybe, nine weeks to know him not then I really know his person.

Who knew he had so much to do with Aden that my little guy just kept quiet all day?

I darted out the gate. Enter the house of the maid who was empty because everything was very busy.

Throwing sludge out the gate.

As if I just got home from work.

It turned out, Mas Indra was already standing with a tense face.

Does he know my behavior?

He and I had dinner together, without changing clothes.

Risi was actually because this body had just entered a prison cell.

How many bacteria are attached?

I don't change clothes in the dressing room.

Afraid of camera eyes aiming without me noticing.

My curves haven't been completely covered, but I always make sure there's no aurate skin visible in the pictures that have been milling around for the past three years.

"Why not patience?"

Mas Indra asked with a flat face.

Duh. He must know what I did today.

I didn't answer because I felt guilty.

Fortunately Mas Indra did not discuss further.

We are equally silent.

Remembering Aden who still has not spoken to us, without cue, me and Mas Indra spent will be faster.

Arriving in the room, the view there is amazing.

Ratih, my prince's nanny is awake.

Mas Indra and I looked at each other.

We closed the door of the room. Not wanting to interrupt therapy sessions that are either conscious or unconscious, is being given Ratih, a newly awakened doctor patient.

"Ratih's body response has actually been good since a few days ago. It's just opened our eyes this morning and we did our best check. He's looking forward to meeting Prince Kanjeng."

Ratih, his love for Aden is so deep.

Can I still be called Aden's mother?

Ratih can even talk to Aden who keeps quiet on us.

"Of course there's a big spirit in that woman. His helper was in trouble, he must have felt the time for return had come. The best therapists can also recover Aden."

Sentence ketus Mas Indra, somehow feels warm.

The man seemed to say, I am not replaced by a more understanding figure. They just do their job.

The doctor left. Maybe afraid of Mas Indra who does not look as friendly as before.

There was no smile on that handsome face.

Aden's disappearance must have been on him.

That's what he was to Aden.

"You are the best mother. If only the public targeted the news of Aden's disappearance from the beginning, our enemies will race to find Aden first," said Mas Indra suddenly.

His face turned shady.

The news of Aden's disappearance could be closed quickly by an official press conference stating the Prince's whereabouts in the Keraton.

News about us has also receded. Replaced by a birthday party.

"And I must admit, your subordinates from Kepengawalan are the first to meet Aden," continued Mas Indra.

I have not heard this news because my focus is only on the condition of Aden who does not want to talk.

When the search party came home, I paid no attention to the bodyguards.

Just Aden in my mind.

"Not everyone has to get off the field" he added.

Mas Indra clasped my hand and hugged me from the side.

I wanted to push him, but many eyes were watching us.

And...

it feels very comfortable.

The last few days I have been feeling very tense.

Keep thinking about Aden's missing out there.

If only Wisesa had not hacked into my room and forced me to accompany her to a meal, I might have been on the internet due to lack of nutrition.

"Who did it, Mom?"

"Tomorrow, darling. We'll see his face."

"Then let me be the executioner."

"Yes?!" sahut Mas Indra's.

His face was full of surprise.

Indeed, being an executioner is not as easy as venting emotions.

The whip of punishment is severe.

And if it's a death sentence, have to do it in one fell swoop.

Either impose the burden on the self-hanging penalty or thrust the keris into the defendant's neck.

Giving an easy death.

But I have never killed.

What is the best punishment for the prince's kidnapper other than death?

"It's a tough job. You know for yourself how many executioners go crazy for not being able to withstand the mental burden of the tasks they do?" terang Mas Indra's.

"If the executioner commits arbitrary punishment without full consideration, let alone a clear legal basis, of course he will go crazy."

The executioner went crazy after serving the death sentence is a public secret in my home country.

Because most of them know that the defendant they killed was not the real culprit.

"Although we are not that close to God. In punishing, shouldn't it be based on the Scriptures? So that later it will not be difficult to account for this."

Although Mas Indra continued to refuse and try to block, he would not succeed against my determination to directly punish the perpetrators of Aden's kidnapping.

I look at all black clothes with a head covering cloth that will not be visible from the outside, but is very comfortable to use inside the clothes.

My whole body is covered in black cloth.

Walk holding the whip in the right hand and the keris in the left hand.

Punishing the perpetrators, as well as the mastermind behind it.

Intentionally don't want me to tell you who did it.

I will not flinch on this stage of punishment.

Staring intently at the plain bodies that were tightly covered in his face.

They are all men.

Their array looks shabby.

Looks like they're low-key errands.

Or are they high men who have tasted punishment in prison before reaching the stage of punishment?

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