(Former) Prince's Wife
006

As it passed through the final passageway, a muscular kerar arm coiled around my stomach, its free hand smothering my mouth.

He let go of her hand, put an index finger on his own lips, telling me to stay still.

"Mas Indra.." call me. Between surprise and relief.

Relieved, because he couldn't have hurt me physically.

Despite being cold and hurting my heart, Mas Indra never said rude and rude.

I'm calm.

"Yes, baby."

His face said with great confidence. I melengos. I'd like to know if I can calm down by his side.

If she thought that continuing to say soft words and say sweet words would make me melt again, I would no longer be like that.

"You're really baj—"

"Sutiwejo's after you."

I had to shut my mouth. Not to curse it.

Breathing is difficult too.

Sutiwejo was one of his uncles, uncle who was the most rude in action.

Not afraid of the law.

His daughter often blatantly insulted me.

And his men beat me. He's the mastermind of the last kidnapping.

I stared flatly at Mas Indra who kept his face close.

He tried to take a chance in the narrow.

His eyes were filled with fog.

I also took a chance.

I slapped his face closer. Almost touched my skin.

He staggered and fell. Five fingers were imprinted perfectly on his face.

After making sure it was safe by paying attention around, I slipped away from the area's public hospital grounds.

Two people who went with me were looking for me.

I crouched on the edge of the car, so as not to steal the attention of the kidnappers who might still be around me.

I have Wati's number and her husband's. Luckily, they were holding their cell phones and responding.

I'm watching the direction of Wati and Faris. Afraid they were caught by Mas Indra who was still combing around, looking for my whereabouts.

Thank goodness I said it in my heart. Wati and Faris acted as usual, not acting rashly.

They passed Mas Indra successfully.

Paying attention to Mas Indra who was still combing around, I became berpiki, he found me in the courtyard of this hospital, is it a coincidence or has it been known since I first left?

Is he following me?

I'm massaging my forehead.

The concealment I thought would last for a year, extinct already. At least for the next six months.

I must hide and be able to return home in peace when the two men are married.

It doesn't matter if the villagers say it to me.

They always wanted me to be kind to my husband.

Because what? Of course they benefit. A splash of funds from the heir to the throne.

Resignedly. I went back to the safe house with a disheveled face.

A couple who were usually cheerful and tempting each other, suddenly fell silent.

Problems keep coming in a row. Just ask, maybe they are afraid.

I walked into the house. There was a cry in his heart telling him to leave immediately. Save yourself from a terrible kidnapping.

But, tired.

Not all day occupied, already have to go.

Kupandangi stuffing house. All I bought by putting the cash aside, putting it under a pile of clothes.

All the furniture is clean and comfortable. There were no signs of such a commotion.

The blood on the bed was clean. The stain-stained cloth was thrown away. Kusuma's belongings have been packed neatly, just waiting for the courier who has been called.

Wati is reliable.

Even the food was served, the woman bought it at the end of the alley.

Food, drink, and cleanliness of the house, all guaranteed even though I did not have as many servants as before.

Eat to buy ahead. Drinks a lot of stuff in the afternoon. There is a park that is commonly used by residents around to unwind.

Most of the people around the hard workers.trade or work on people, they are busy from morning to afternoon.

Rarely are there gossip mums.

A peaceful life.

The life I want after three years is like being chased by a demon carriage. A car that wants to crush the body to pieces.

And now my life is again pursued by the devil who wants my life.

"That's it. Dead is dead. Ribet very," I murmured after I threw my body on the soft fur carpet.

It has also cleared Wati of the intruder's noodle soup spill.

"Mouth guarded. That mouth is praying?"

Hearing that voice, I jumped in shock. Sit down in haste.

I saw the man who was supposed to be lying in the hospital bed. He showed up on the porch.

"I'm clean of blood. Can you ride here?"

"So!"

"I can come up with interesting ideas."

Ideas?!

Not yet able to answer Kusuma's absurd words, he continued with an astonishing sentence.

"You ran away from the palace? What kind of life do you want? Relying on Indra's giving? You will be found out!"

"Are you tired of living?!" my pedicabs. Apparently brave too he eavesdropped on his uncle's family affairs.

"I'm just offering."

I was silent not answering. Actually, it's good, without me tearing up all over the world. They'll figure it out for themselves.

Maybe, Kusuma can be an intermediary.

Then, people will no longer target me.

I can completely escape from Mas Indra.

"I can keep your whereabouts a secret. Your Indra is already I've forgotten. He didn't come, did he? He's sleeping peacefully."

I ended the sentence in a low voice.

My eyes are like they're about to jump out.

Kusuma said he was sleeping peacefully.

Indra was sleeping peacefully.

Being late for peace does not mean dying!?!

"You harmed him?!" my jolt unconsciously.

I still seem to be worried about him.

"I just made it hard to walk a little bit" Kusuma said lightly.

His face showed no fear at all.

"You're crazy!" my hardik.

Wanting to hide anything, Kusuma must have been arrested. Sooner or later.

Father-in-law's power doesn't play.

"I can do everything you ask me to do, as long as you have me." Again, Kusuma tried to persuade me.

Which sane person would accept an ed*n person like him?

There he will be dragged by the cruel behavior of Kusuma to the heir to the throne of the Sultanate of Bukakundha.

"It feels like you're smarter than me, you have a lot of wealth. Why do you have to come here?"

"I offer, Kanjeng the Queen."

"I refuse."

"Then I told you where you were with your husband's family, eh What's an ex?"

Not true!

I shouldn't have helped him!

He threatened with a cheerful face.

"You're threatening me!?" hisisku.

"You said I was capable yourself, Queen Kanjeng."

"CZ. Yes it is."

Letting him go, would definitely cause trouble.

If he stays in this house, as much as possible I will make him obey.

He also promised to do everything I told him.

Promise is a man's self-worth.

They do not make promises, let alone break them.

If I go back wrong, let it be an inevitable fate.

I'm tired of being so careful in front of people, even when I'm alone.

I just wanted to rest uninterrupted, without thinking about the piling up tasks, without the terrible threat.

Life is like a woman in general. Life is like a wife in general.

Wake up, cook, prepare the house, prepare supplies, deliver supplies that are left behind, welcome the husband.

Perhaps, this is a monotonous life for some women.

But for me who is tired of tears and drama even when at rest, I consider that activity is special.

"Then, hehe."

"Hehe hehe WHAT??"

"Pay me my hospital money."

"Huh?"

"Doctors know the address of this house. The officers will come to us if they can't pay."

Inconveniencing.

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