Crown Prince Sanggana
Sedupa 5: Disguised as a Dayang
*Seteru Two Islands (Sedupa)*
There were as many as ten clean-skinned women standing in line in front of the House of Abdi, the building that became the headquarters of the inner man and the ladies.
The women were wearing only green-backed clothes with clean open shoulders. They also smell. Their hair is uniform, neatly carried with enough accessories.
From the other direction, came walking a little more middle-aged man. He wore clothes similar to the future of the dark green color and head wrapped in totopong decorated with carved gold plates. The thin mustachioed man was white with an authoritative look.
The man named Sugeng Marana was the Chief of the Inner Servants in the Palace. Previously he suddenly mules, so he had to leave the ten maids ready for duty. Now he's back.
The ladies had not been told their duties this morning, so they had to wait for Sugeng Marana to come home from the latrine.
“Oh yes, who is sick and can not enter?” asked Sugeng Marana upon arrival in front of the ten dayang.
“Ratinem, Gusti,” replied Ayuk Nika, a middle-aged woman less than 10 years. She is the Chief Dayang Ratu who has just been released from prison for slander from a royal traitor.
“Did you replace him?” ask Sugeng Marana who can immediately recognize a new face, especially so beautiful, more beautiful than all, especially when compared to Sugeng Marana herself.
“Hamba, Gusti,” replied the beautiful woman whose skin was more glowing, as if this time the skin was opened.
“Vintage. What's your name?” ask Sugeng Marana whose raw eye soul immediately exists.
“The Name is Menik Suro, Gusti.” The answer is precisely Ayuk Nika, because he knows the nature of his lord if he has seen a beautiful woman. In addition to the new ladies, they had all felt the abuse from Sugeng Marana. But still sukur, his abuse is still limited to playing hands, not playing birds.
“I didn't ask you!” sugeng Marana.
Ayuk Nika just smiled wryly.
Sugeng Marana then shifted to the front of Menik Suro who was none other than Manik Sari, the wife of the Duke of Loss of Segila who entered Baturaharja Palace by disguising as a ladyboy.
Sari's bead was silent when Sugeng Marana looked at her from head to toe. It was clear that his old jakun moved to swallow twice. He swallowed the illusion in his own mind.
“I'll be the last woman you strip, Old Bandot!” hiss Sweet Sari, but in the heart only.
“Ya already!” sugeng Marana exclaimed ending the period of enjoyment with her eyes. He then said to everyone, “In the Queen's House there is Empress Ginari of the Lesser Sanggana Kingdom. Serve the Empress Wrestle with the best!”
“Good, Gusti!” answer them simultaneously.
“Come, everyone is leaving!” the Sugeng Marana Order.
The ten dayers then face left and head for the road, but not like Paskibra.
“Had, beautiful once!” said Sugeng Marana was anxious herself as her hand moved to pat Manik Sari's butt.
Sir!
“Aw!” pekek stuck Manik Sari because surprised. He did not expect that he would suffer any further abuse from the old man.
The set!
“Hekh!” sugeng Marana suddenly complained while holding her stomach.
“Rasain, stomach ache again him!” maki Ayuk Nikah who had seen hearing Sugeng Marana's complaint.
The ladies kept walking towards the princess. They did not care anymore about Sugeng Marana who they thought back his stomach mules. In fact, not for how long, Sugeng Marana fell to the ground with a blue face and an open mouth. From the gap of the mouth was flowing greenish-colored foam liquid.
Sugeng Marana had been hit by a poisonous nail that was glued by Manik Sari after his butt was pummeled.
Long story short, the ten ladies of the queen arrived at the princess, they went straight to the Queen's House.
As a form of honor to Empress Ginari, Prabu Banggarin invited the disciple Advisor Ranggasewa to spend the night at the residence of Queen Wilasin who had been left for several weeks.
Manik Sari had to be surprised upon arriving in front of the Queen's Guesthouse. It turned out that in front of the guesthouse, besides there were guard soldiers, there were also ten Flower Guard Swordsmen. He did not know about the Flower Guards, perhaps his national insight was less broad.
Seeing there is a spate of bright-skinned women come with various trays containing various kinds, such as several sets of clothes, complete cosmetics, various fragrances, to soap, shampoo, odor, and soaps, liquid gargle-gargle up to various colors and underarm fragrances.
However, not even the ladies got to the terrace of the Queen's House, they had to stop.
“Stop!” exclaimed a beautiful girl in single braids and dressed all in black. He was Murai Manikam who nicknamed the Delicate Child. He was the leader of the Swordsmen of Pangawal Bunga who escorted Empress Ginari.
“Where are you going?” murai Manikam asked as he walked over to the ladies who stopped stepping.
“We were ordered to serve Gusti Empress,” Ayuk Nika replied.
“Hahaha!” the laughter of a bald midget man was not mustachy and not bearded, unlike in the Land of Separatists. On his forehead were indistinct streaks of light blue. On his back was an axe that was carried as his weapon. He was a Dwarf Demon, one of the Swordsman of the Flower Guard.
The Little Devil is always happy to meet new women. And if it's granny, she's happy too. Who knows, he can get along with his grandmother and then his granddaughter.
“What do you want?” murai Manikam asked the Dwarf Satan.
“Hahaha! Accompanying the Chairman inspecting these maids,” replied the Dwarf Satan.
“Can only monitor, can not poke!” murai Manikam.
“Siaaap!” pekik Satan Kerdil Long sumringah.
Murai Manikam also let the dwarf swordsman, which is important his men were happy.
“Alright, you can come in!” murai Manikam orders while patting Ayuk Nika's right shoulder.
The head of the Queen's Dayang then stepped away first, leaving behind his comrades.
Murai Manikam stared for a moment at the face of the next lady.
“Log in!” his orders while patting slowly on the lady's shoulder.
The dayang soon followed his lead.
“Hahaha!” the laughter of the Dwarf Demons while looking at every passing dayang in front of her.
“Log in!” murai Manikam orders again to the next lady while gently pressing the lady's shoulder.
One by one the ladies patted his shoulders and were allowed to pass. Seeing the actions of Murai Manikam, Manik Sari was quite pounding.
“What exactly the girl did,” asked Manik Sari in heart. He did not know any of the Flower Guards Swordsmen.
Until finally, Murai Manikam stared at the ninth lady before Manik Sari's turn.
“Log in!” murai Manikam's orders to the ninth lady.
Murai Manikam turned to look at a woman who was no less beautiful than him. Manik Sari tried to calm down. He secretly prepared a poisonous nail in the inserts of his delicate fingers.
“Log in!” murai Manikam orders while hitting Manik Sari's right shoulder.
Weaken Manik Sari inwardly, for she escaped in the examination.
“It turns out your magic is nothing,” Manik Sari taunts, but how dare in the heart.
Bukk!
“Hukr!” lamented Manik Sari with her body thrown backwards quickly, after suddenly Murai Manikam kicked hard on her stomach. Very fast and very hard. (BH)