(Former) Prince's Wife
064

Shh. Know the hell? Mostly, the collapse of the Sultanate in Jawi Land, if not for civil war, yes because of the seizure of women.

Damn women are mostly night butterflies that are ruse.

Not because of debt.

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In the morning I was dressed in full.

Actually last night I was messing around with sleeping all night with a woman.

I refused to move to the sofa, but I also felt sorry for telling the woman to sleep on the sofa.

I, who often interacted with the crowd from morning to evening, was still tired of many rituals.

Especially this woman.

It's a pity that he should sleep on the couch.

We finally slept in bed.

Surprisingly the woman did not touch the clothes the maid had placed on the side of the bed.

Instead, go into the dressing room and wear a face that covers his entire body.

Damn why do I think she's sexy enough?

He's dressed in a cover!

"Bi, can I take my clothes?"

The woman's voice was heard from outside the room.

This door is not closed.

I could hear whispers at the end of the hallway, so silent was the hallway of my quiet room.

"What clothes, Mrs Kanjeng?" reply to the main lady the aunt invited by the woman.

"Emh. My suitcase. Why is everything filled with what is not my clothes? It's very open."

"That's the official dress, Mrs Kanjeng. You've been wearing one for last night, haven't you? You didn't miss tonight, did you? Kanjeng Ibu had already provided the best service clothes the night before.."

"i-yes. Already, bi. Please, my clothes.."

Discussion interrupted. It seems like aunt agreed to Sugiwa's request.

This woman can lie too.

I thought she was an innocent girl.

"I have a task until the next few days. Are you okay being left alone? You don't have to do homework. Just order everyone. Understood?" I said when Sugiwa entered our room.

Sugiwa.

Was she sad to be left behind after marriage?

The woman nodded without retaliating, as I demanded an answer to her.

It would be a shame if my wife did the housework, while I was very capable of providing many servants.

I didn't mind the phone ringing loudly in the suitcase.

Gendish. The name that always appears on the phone screen.

He must have seen the television and asked about our relationship.

Last night I thought about all this and should I go see Gendhis?

But after a long time of thinking, it feels very shortsighted when meeting other women, while my status just warmly become another woman.

I don't seem to appreciate my own wife.

I ended up stranded on a private island.

Calm down and convince myself that my decision was not wrong at all.

I promised Sugiwa I wouldn't touch her.

He will not lack anything.

Relationships and wealth will be more and more.

I have been relaxing in this place for days.

Until the third day on my private island, Fadlan came following in haste.

"Kanjeng, His Majesty Paduka Sultan come to your Palace! He looks angry to find Kanjeng Madam alone."

I swallowed the air with difficulty.

I never want to disappoint my parents who love me so much.

That's why I'm so hard to bring Gendhis in front of them.

As much as possible I don't want to disappoint their expectations.

Because they love me like normal parents, even though we live in a world full of tricks.

Romo always believed in me, although there were often rumors that I committed major sins that smeared the Sultan's face.

He believed I wouldn't do all that.

And I will continue to keep his trust.

Then I won't make Sugiwa's position any more difficult.

Let it be that when she is widowed, she still has the honor that all women are proud of.

We went home in a hurry.

I didn't even have time to prepare the clothes I was carrying.

Shirt buttoned with origin. I also don't have hair.

Arriving at the palace courtyard, it was true that Kanjeng Romo was waiting for me.

While Kanjeng Ibu seems to be with his daughter-in-law.

They look familiar.

Kanjeng Ibu never distinguish people.

Her status as a nurse often plunged into the underworld.

Knows a lot of people.

He also taught me to know the breadth of the world and told me not to look differently at people who have no wealth and power.

Because they sometimes have what the upper class does not have.

Maybe it was just like Sugiwa who was plain when I left her on the first day after the wedding.

If it was someone else, maybe he would have arrested me and searched me.

"Ananda facing Kanjeng Romo," my greeting to the shadow of my old age.

Romo and I are so similar. Sometimes people misunderstand me.

Sometimes people call me Sultan, making a disgrace to my enemies accusing me of trying to kill my own father.

Very lucky for me, my father believed in me and our relationship.

There is no defamation of those who can separate us.

"Why leave your wife alone?" ask Kanjeng Romo.

"Ananda is just not used to this status yet." I said.

There's no way I'm afraid of being tempted by the Sugiwa that I've never seen before.

Although she did not wear a wide headscarf or large clothes that covered her curves.

Still different between him who wears closed clothes with him who only wears a knee-length towel.

Only by wearing it was she so seductive.

What if he wears a kebaya and a squeeze barricade on the body?

I can't help myself!

"Sri Sugiwa.You chose her yourself.don't disappoint us, Prince. You remember our family rules, right?"

My breath's choked.

Does Kanjeng Romo know about my plan?

Nah!

He won't know.

I reviewed a smile and nodded to answer Kanjeng Romo's question.

I have to keep quiet about my plans.

Sugiwa will not dare to complain.

Fadlan. He's my loyal man.

It could be that Kanjeng Romo was just guessing, because I picked up a village girl, who was not very beautiful like the women who were usually present at our banquet.

Luckily then I found out that Kanjeng Romo and Kanjeng Mama came to ngunduh mantu. Not interrogating me or Sugiwa.

All went well, because it turns out that Sugiwa parents can quickly adapt.

They don't behave shamefully.

They can balance us to do traditional ceremonies with grace and not much grasa grusu.

I had to go back to my room with Sugiwa.

This time he was wearing a long gamis.

"Is it not hot?" my comment.

"There's AC here, sir."

"Master!? Why do you call me that?"

"Emh. Isn't that so, huh? What I read, if a lowly person like me marries a high-level man. Then the result still revolves around the Master and Servant. It's just that, in our religion there can be no concubines and slaves. So marriage is done. But isn't that just a formality?" he said at length.

The heat of my chest heard Sugiwa's words.

Am I that low to make marriage a game?

Presenting a servant in my palace!?

"I never thought of you as a slave. You're my wife. Not servant!" my growl.

My servants are not slaves!

Why did he humble himself by saying he was a slave!?

I hate people who humble themselves.

That's why I'm so happy with the confidence that Gendhis has.

It's not as degrading as Sugiwa!

"But, Master.."

"Call Me. Like before!"

"Emh. Mommy..."

I glanced sharply at him.

Why was her voice when calling Mas so sedu-dayu like that?!

Want tease me?!

"... wouldn't the agreement say I shouldn't act like a wife? Then, isn't our marriage just a foundation for legalizing the lord having power over me, as a servant?"

Sugiwa is still strong in his own opinion.

I rubbed my face rough.

I don't like his self-deprecating words.

"Why are you acting this way!?" my annoyance.

"I received many treasures from Master. If I'm not a slave, what am I here to do?"

"Act like the Prince's Wife!"

Ck. Just like that until I have to ask.

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