(Former) Prince's Wife
050
"Why is the punishment of abductors merely a cane? Didn't you kill the person who did such a cruel thing to your son!!?" my anger after waking from the weakness of this body.
I am very inexhaustible with the mind path of Mas Indra.
When ordinary people want to enforce the law, kill the perpetrator who harmed his child, how can Mas Indra not carry out the death penalty on the perpetrator of his child abduction?!
My chest rumbles.
The desire to kill the perpetrator is very high I want to do.
If there were no keris, I could take a pentol needle on my hijab, and kill it!!
Almost infusion on this hand I unplugged, like a big hand Mas Indra did not hold me.
He held my hand. Locking eyes.
"My man will be put to death after the celebration is over."
"After the celebration?" hisisku.
Is this celebration more important than a punitive procession for abductors?
Mas Indra tightened his hand, as if he knew the protest in my brain.
"You want to do it now?" tawar Mas Indra later.
"Now!" I answered without thinking long.
Even though I was delighted by the many celebrations on the anniversary of the Sultanate, I will not let it go.
Forty days is enough time for a great man to escape.
I don't want that to happen.
His face I haven't seen, I don't want to be cheated.
If only I could, I'd like to put a stamp on his face until it's clearly printed on his cheekbones. This will be a lesson for those who find their bodies.
"good. As you wish. Tomorrow we'll hold the punishment in the square."
As Mas Indra said, all preparations for the death penalty and its announcement were made suddenly.
People gathered in the plaza to see who was the one who made trouble in the celebration this time.
At first I was happy because my main enemy and Aden would vanish in the plaza.
And I think Mas Indra has raised his hands on the evil behavior of his grandmother.
But, what is this? Sutiwejo is on stage!
How did the main culprit become Sutiwejo?
This man disappeared a year ago.
Now appearing as the Prince's kidnapper?
Whose courage did he hold to kidnap a Prince?
"Who is he, my mom?" ask me with a low tone. Not to be heard by the public.
Mas Indra caught me a glimpse. He again looked at the figure of the man on the stage with a sharp look, before answering my question.
"The main man."
"How can it not be Nenenda?" the ceplosku.
"Sugiwa, although Nenenda always said harshly. He never really committed a crime. Have you not noticed him for three years? He never interfered in our affairs" Mas Indra argued.
"You covered it up" I accuse you.
"Do you have proof?" Mas Indra turned me upside down.
Although I must admit, Nenenda has not kidnapped me in three years, but her trickery does not mean that it never happened.
Why did Mas Indra close his eyes!?
"He poisoned me once" I said.
"He just wants to make you stronger" said Mas Indra.
"Well! Then you'd think this kidnapping was also a form of your grandmother's affection for Aden!?" I said fiercely.
"It could be," Mas Indra replied after a moment of silence.
As if in doubt about his own answer.
"You're a pinter but a keblinger" I scorned.
Where is a father like Mas Indra?
I can not reach his way of thinking or something wrong in the thinking of Mas Indra.
Afraid my anger would explode in public. I'd better get inside the city pendopo. Waiting for Sutiwejo's death sentence to be completed.
The man's body was removed after being dried for two hours.
Observed by people passing by.
The funeral procession is done like a Muslim in general.
I watched from inside the car to make sure the man was really getting into the burrow.
Because it is not impossible if there are people who survived the hanging.
I don't want to be helped.
From my guards, they told me that it was Sutiwejo who did the kidnapping that day.
Torturing my son mentally.
But they also saw Nenenda giving a jodhang to Sutiwejo, whose contents were piles of gold bullion.
What is that much treasure for, if not to complete a dangerous mission.
Sutiwejo Widjianto is a nobleman who has no manners.
All the misfortunes of the nobles, he always starts.
The position of the head of the Widjianto family who played an important role in knight training, produced fear for families who wanted to speak out.
Today, I saw the satisfied faces of all of them.
All electronic devices in the palace of Nenenda, can not function.
Nenenda implanted a magnetic field that damaged the phone in just a matter of hours.
That is suspicious, right?
But this grandson .. ck. Has he been poisoned by Nenenda, so he can't think clearly?
In the retinue of the bodyguards, there were only forty people who were all from among the commoners.
For the leader and his family, it is not permissible to sholati the person sentenced to death.
Among the bodyguards, the face I knew bore the coffins of the corpses.
The car that took me blocked his way, when he came out of the cemetery of the perpetrators of the crime, which was deliberately made in the middle of the city.
"Kusuma.." call me.
Is he free already? What the hell is he doing here?
"Kanjeng Madam..."
"Hurry, Kusuma!" said a man standing far away at the exit.
"Wait a minute, cell head. Mrs Kanjeng wants to talk to the prisoner" said the lady who was with me.
They also moved away. Letting me both be with Kusuma.
Kusuma, what sin is he? When I whip is not there. I thought he was the main culprit, but he was still able to walk in front of me.
"First of all, I want to apologize to you. I freed my sister. Escape to the other country. I'm sorry, I can't tell you his position" he said.
The look on Kusuma's face was full of resignation.
Does he really regret the actions he did in a clear and organized manner?
I was silent to Kusuma's confession.
His sin is no less great, from the abduction of Aden headed by his uncle.
His sister almost killed me, and Aden.
He should have been locked up in Kunjara Dhedet.
"I can't guarantee you that I'll just shut up, Kusuma" I told her.
I won't let anyone who wants to harm my son just walk around.
I'm abandoning it.
Though he was still hoping Kusuma was imprisoned only for having entered the Sultan's private building.
Living my house in the corner of the city.
In fact, he actually committed a great sin.
Our path is different. The destination of the car that took us.
Our alignment in humor and many others, cannot unite us in a relationship called friendship, let alone rise into friendship.
"Rian, I ask for additional bodyguards to keep an eye on Nenenda," I asked Rian, the fellow who built the mercenary association with me.
"The legend? The mother of the Sultan?"
"Yes. I'm sure he's the real culprit."
"The kidnapping was carried out by Sutiwejo. You doubt my men's investigation?" Rian looked angry.
"No. It's just that I had plenty of chances to see him commit a crime. Honey I don't have any evidence and witnesses."
"You may have seen wrong" elak Rian.
Why is everyone defending Nenenda!?
"If you don't want to help just say it. I don't have to be naked with you!!" my annoyance.
Put these feet outside the building.
Heedless of Rian's screams from inside his room.
The man did not dare to show his nostrils inside the headquarters.
From there, I want to see Aden. The little man had already slept.
Be I just found his dad's shitty face.
"Giwa, eat first." he asked.
"No. There's a fear of poison getting into the food!" my ketus.
How could he not know, there was poison entering his kitchen!?
He still defended his grandmother.
"This time, you don't need to drink poison."
"A-what?!"
"As you heard," said Mas Indra with his flat face.
So simple his words!
In-he knew about the poison and still let me drink it?
Crazy one!
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© Al-Fa4 | (Former) Wife Prince
Patience, 3 more chapters POV Mas Indra turn.
Here is only the point of view Giwa, so it is not as big as the author's point of view.
Who do you think is the mastermind who wants to harm Giwa and Aden?