Candra Kirana
Lady On Top's

Who would have thought that Kiran would leave the world before her happy day? Moreover, it is done deliberately, only with a cable that is no more than a human finger.

Regrets and guilt haunt Kiran's mother. The woman who gave birth to Kiran suspects that her daughter ended her life due to too much pressure and coercion of love.

Indeed Kiran's mother knew that her daughter did not like her future husband at all, Firman.

However, the ego as a parent wants Kiran and the Word's marriage to continue. Because Kiran's mother wished her daughter a better and more decent life by marrying a rich man. Another reason is of course so that Kiran can quickly forget about her ghost lover.

Kiran's mother's cries have not stopped even though Kiran's body has been interred. Tears like they don't want to stop wetting their cheeks. If only time could be replayed, Kiran's mother would follow her husband's idea of canceling her daughter's marriage. But again, the rice had already become porridge.

Kiran's mother lamented in her daughter's room, reading a sheet of Kiran's writings that only contained expressions of longing and pain due to the love destiny of different nature. Ah... regrets always come too late! The support Kiran had expected from her mother was clearly written in the diary as an impossibility. A very heartbreaking sentence for Kiran's mother.

Yes, Kiran left because no one understood her in this world. No exception to his parents! If so, where would Kiran find refuge and comfort in her world?

Kiran should go. At least, there was happiness and love that he could achieve with Candra, even though it had to be in another world away from his family.

Although invisible to his parents, Kiran promises to keep visiting them every Tuesday night. Monitor from afar the lives of his parents, let go of the longing that may always be there, ensuring two loved ones remain decent and happy without him.

Kiran's mother screamed, hysterical as she opened her daughter's wardrobe. His intention of tidying up Kiran's clothes stopped instantly. How not? Kiran's closet is full of money.

Kiran's father came in a hurry. In an inevitable quarrel, Kiran's mother accuses her husband of selling her daughter as a loss to the caretaker she visited yesterday. Caci Maki came out blaspheming the man who married her decades ago, and after being content to speak rudely.

In fact, the money was a wedding dowry from Candra. But who knows? Money does not come with an explanation! The number is also very much, many times more than the wedding funds given by the Word and his family.

Very excessive if only to pay the debt in the cooperative, also to return the money of Pak lurah and his son. Kiran's parents could even live a good life in her old age.

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That said, the southern slope of the mountain is a quiet place within a century or so. Many also say that the demit village is not as good as before.

In the past, mystical sounds were often heard from the southern slopes of the mountain. Some are the sound of death howls, some are just like the noise of the market in the middle of the night, sometimes in the form of gamelan sounds.

Such a mysterious voice had long since passed, no more surrounding residents heard any strange sounds from the southern slope. The awesomeness of the demit village seems to be drowned by other stories that focus on human wealth seekers. About pesugihan.

However, the gamelan strains of the occult realm were now heard again, several nights, in a row. Mbah Wiro as a person who can see other life on the south slope said that there is a big celebration in the palace of soft mountain dwellers.

Can not be proven the truth, but some people choose to believe alone with the words of parents who do know the mystical world better than others.

At the request of Mbah Wiro, local residents are asked to make offerings as offerings. Labuhan mountain is led directly by him, in addition to keeping the balak also to get more blessings from the mountain during the vegetable harvest season.

It is not just villagers living around the southern slopes who are busy being frightened by the wedding celebration. Climbers who were on the mountain were confused and horrified by the sound of gamelan that was faintly heard at night.

Finally, they were also encouraged to leave food or coins in the sacred place, as a sacrifice to be safe during the ascent. Then the mystical news spread throughout until it was heard by Surya and Septi. And they also want to prove the truth by climbing.

In the king's room, Kiran stood on the balcony staring at the fanfare of her recently completed wedding party. She has also been confirmed as queen, mother of the entire mediating inhabitants of the southern slopes of the mountain.

Candra hugged Kiran from behind, leaning her chin over her hair. Come enjoy the party scenery that seems endless. Proud of the enthusiasm of his people who came in droves to witness his marriage, as well as welcoming the arrival of the queen who came from the human world.

“What if the incandescent first? I'm a little tired!” kiran said with a dikulum smile.

“I'll massage you!” answer Candra briefly. One kiss landed on Kiran's nose. Spontaneously, Candra lifts Kiran into the spade, until Kiran immediately balances herself by embracing her husband's neck.

With a fad Kiran kissed Candra's neck whose position was close to her lips. “Massage plus-plus?”

Candra chuckled, Kiran was always flirting with the naughty words of a passion generator. Candra liked such a small thing, an expression that expressed how badly Kiran wanted her body, her touch, her love.

“Yes, I think it's time we start making babies, I want to see there are a lot of little kids jumping around enlivening this place. Isn't this palace too big if only the two of us occupy?” Candra dropped Kiran on the big bed, wrapped her in a hug.

“We will indeed be parents, Your Majesty the King!”

Candra immediately stretched out a hug to sit up, revealed Kiran's nightgown and rubbed her flat belly without any signs of pregnancy.

“You ... pregnant?” ask Candra with astonishment. His eyes pecked at Kiran who was also looking at him with a bit of uneasiness.

“What is a problem?” kiran asked back, her eyes narrowed due to Candra's expression like one who was astonished. Kiran is afraid that Candra will not admit that the fetus is her child.

Who would believe the story of man impregnated by mediation?

Candra chuckles a little before kissing Kiran's stomach, “Sama once no! We will have a very special, very special child! For that I will educate him early on in order to become an outstanding leader. Because he will be more powerful than his father in time.”

Hampering Kiran is something Candra can do. He had the knowledge to make the impossible possible in his woman. Even though what happened to Kiran now is just a coincidence.

Kiran was relieved, Candra received the news of her pregnancy happily. It would not be wrong if Kiran decided to move dimensions and become Candra's wife, because the Word could not possibly accept her unusual condition. Kiran is also unlikely to embarrass her parents by honestly saying that she is pregnant with Candra's son, her ghost lover.

Maybe his parents, as well as the people of one village thought he was crazy and put him in a mental hospital. No one would believe his mystical story. Kiran would instead be considered to be hiding the identity of the man who had impregnated her.

“I hope he is handsome like his father,” Kiran said as she held amused in his stomach. Candra still continues to kiss her prospective children.

Candra said humorously, “Yes that is, her father is handsome gini when his son is not!”

Kiran pulled Candra's face to kiss her. "May I ask for something as a gift of my pregnancy?"

Candra kisses at a glance the queen lips of her heart, “Say, I will grant you whatever you want!”

“I want a simple honeymoon, exactly the same when we first met, you wear an adventurous suit, black red plaid flannel jacket, red bandana, mountain pants. But I want you to sleep in a tent with me, in a land of clouds!”

“Mangroof? Bitter coffee? Tumpeng rice? Don't want another?”

“Which else? What .... what if you make love in the tent later?” ask Kiran naughty. His hands had begun to work unbuttoning Candra's pajamas, swaying his chest to the belly of the king who had impregnated him.

Candra lets Kiran strip her, touches her whole body with affection, with passion, then dominates and rides herself in a lady on top style.

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