Doctor Ella Love Story
187. S2 - Broken Heart Party

"In ancient times there lived a king named Prabu Boko. It has a magnificent kingdom called Pengging kingdom. Because the wealth he has made Bandung Bondowoso, the king of another kingdom is ambitious to seize the kingdom." Roni began to tell the legend of Prambanan temple.

This afternoon Roni and Sari were sitting casually on a garden chair, just below a shady tree overlooking the Prambanan temple range.

"Bandung Bondowoso's forces defeated the army and took control of the Pengging kingdom. Bandung then fell in love with Roro Jongrang, the daughter of King Boko. Bandung promised not to kill Roro Jongrang if he wanted to be his wife." Roni stopped the story for a moment, looking at Sari's face staring blankly at the temple.

Roni was really confused to do again to entertain Sari. After being satisfied crying in the car all the way to the tourist area of the temple, Sari suddenly became silent. Even the girl's gaze became empty as if there was no longer any desire for life. When Roni invited the girl to walk into the tourist area there was still no response or reaction from the girl.

"Roro Jongrang does not want to marry Bandung Bondowoso. But because he did not want to be killed, he finally accepted Bandung's offer. On one condition. Bandung had to make a thousand temples in one night for him."

"By the help of the genie who is nurtured by him, Bandung Bondowoso can easily solve the challenge. Seeing the cheating that Bandung did. Roro Jongrang makes sense to make Bandung lose and not marry her." Roni exhaled an upset breath and stopped telling stories, tired of stories without being heard or given such a response.

"Then how?" Sari suddenly asked because Roni had not continued her story for quite some time.

"Finally Roro Jongrang told the royal servant to pound the rice with a hitchhiker and make a fire so that the sky became orange. The sign of the morning. Bandung Bondowoso lost to Roro Jongrang's trick. The temple he has made has totaled 999 pieces. He only needed one more temple to complete the challenge." Roni continued his story excitedly. Seneng once Sari apparently listened to the story from earlier in her silence.

"Knowing Roro Jongrang cheated, Bandung felt fooled. He was very angry and cursed Roro Jongrang to become a statue to fulfill the number of temples he made into a thousand." Roni ended the story dramatically.

"They are the people..." Sari.

"How about kasian?" Roni confusedly responded to Sari's comment.

"Sadly ending. No one is happy..."

"Yes because since the beginning of Bandung Bondowoso evil, he continues to cheat using the help of jinn. But Roro Jonggrang was also wrong for cheating."

"Eat will not end happily if from the beginning it has begun with lies and deception." Sari came to a conclusion. As if reflecting on their love relationship, both of them also foundered for similar reasons.

"His name is also a legend. We can only take the lesson, right, to be able to live a better life." Roni did not want their conversation back mellow and ruin the atmosphere. Must be saved first the Sari to forget a little about her heartbreak.

"Eh but you know what? It turns out that the number of Prambanan temples is not up to 1000 you know." Roni continued in an enigmatic tone.

"Si's time?" Sari is starting to get interested in hearing Roni's question. "How much is the original?"

"Just 250. And the statue that Roro said Jonggang cursed also does not exist." Roni smiled with relief at Sari who was not empty anymore. There was already beginning to be a radiance of life in his eyes.

"Seriously?" Sari looked more interested.

"Yes that statue in the temple is not a statue of Roro jonggrang but a statue of Goddess Durga."

"Who else is Goddess Durga?"

"Goddess of Hindu belief symbolized beautiful woman riding a tiger and many hands."

"Well besides the heart you know a lot about history too." Sari seemed to have slightly forgotten her sadness. It could already slightly develop a light smile on its face.

"Yes donk hehehe." Roni laughed with relief. For whom do I try to go*gling for information? For the sake of finding a conversation with whom I tried to reach a long story about the legend...For your sake Sar, only for the sake of seeing you can smile again...

"Keep if the problem of the number of candles yuk we prove ourselves there are 250 or a thousand temples." Roni stood up from her seat, thrusting her hand at Sari to take her back for a walk.

"Who are you afraid of?" Sari welcomes Roni's hand.

Then the two of them went hand in hand to explore every corner of the historic area. Counting the number of temples they encountered. Read and study every clue written in front of the building. And occasionally capture moments by taking pictures set in the scenery or selfie together.

Fun, quite fun event their walk to Prambanan temple before finally proceeding to other tours. To Ratu Boko temple which is a tour package with Prambanan temple. The location is also only 3 kilometers from Prambanan temple.

Ratu Boko site is actually not a temple, but the ruins of a kingdom. Therefore, Ratu Boko Temple is often called also Kraton Ratu Boko. Called the Boko Palace, because according to legend the site is the palace of Ratu Boko, Lara Jonggrang's father.

Roni and Sari continued their cultural tour around the site and even took time to have lunch there. Before proceeding to their next destination, the Breksi cliff.

Breksi Cliffs, where previously was a former breccia stone quarry. The stone cliffs that have been carved and carved are so beautiful that they can become amazing works of art. A lake right next to the cliff and brown canyon that is like the steps of the arena also adds to the beauty of the atmosphere there.

"Here, Sar." Roni stretched out her arm to help Sari climb to the top of the rock cliffs. And Sari just according to welcome him.

"What is above?" Sari curious.

"We came very fast. Sunset."

"Waaaah is so cool." Sari followed Roni's view to the western horizon. Amazed to enjoy the view of the twilight horizon presented by nature.

"No loss, up and down the hill to see this?" Roni followed the seneng see Sari seneng.

"Yes, no loss. It's so good to travel with you. You know a lot of things that I don't know." said Sari while continuing to look at the beauty of the sunset.

"Thank you for today. I know you've been trying to comfort me and make me forget the sadness," continued Sari while turning her eyes to Roni's face. Smilingly.

"This is the coolest broken heart party. I hope you can also heal your heartache, Ron."

"It's a broken heart party for both of us...May the future that awaits us be more beautiful." Roni agreed to the term used by Sari...*Broken heart part**y* eh? Bener too.

"When we walk again yuk. Where is..." Roni offers, hoping there is still a next adventure with Sari that turns out to be very fun. Sari has a spirit of adventure and a great curiosity about everything.

"Can. You will still owe a promise ngajakin to wedang ronde ala east Java," Sari reminded.

"Oiya really too. It can be scheduled." Roni fulfilled her promise this morning.

The two then smiled and laughed cheerfully together. Somehow some of the heavy burden that squeezes and stifles the chest feels lifted and disappears. Delivering a little bit of comfort, joy and serenity in each other's hearts.

Both Roni and Sari greatly enjoyed their journey together this time. Support each other, entertain and encourage each other. Provide each other comfort and solace. They understand each other's wounds and sufferings without having to say much and tell stories.

The two were a little surprised also by the compatibility with each other. As if they were united by bad luck, by sadness and misfortune and the failure of their romance.

Why is it so convenient to just spend time together? It was as if the two of them did not want the time to quickly go by and end their journey and togetherness.

Their heartbroken party journey finally ends on the streets of Malioboro. Roni and Sari walk hand in hand along the bustling Malioboro Boulevard at night. Various lesehan stalls and traders lined up lined up along the road. Offer their merchandise to the passing tourists.

A sari of excitement approached each booth and shopped along the way. Buy trivial items such as brooches, key chains, batik cloth to home clothes. Roni almost forgot that Sari was a sultanwati. Why did he try to shop on the side of the road? Is not he usually buy clothes and accessories in a mall or famous boutique?

Their adventure ends at a roadside lesehan stall. Where they sat together facing the streets with occasional entertained by the buskers who entertained them with melodious songs.

Once again Roni was astonished to see Sari who did not look uncomfortable or object to this roadside stall. Sitting on the floor again. Eating breakfast by directly bribing using the hands again. Even without maintaining the image at all, Sari spent her rice voraciously. She is too modest and what it is for a female class sultanwati Hartanto.

"Why? How do you squirm?" sari asked, noticing Roni's gaze at her.

"However, it could be that a Mayang Sari Hartanto eats voraciously in this roadside lesehan." Roni answered honestly.

"Jun is taught..." Sari answered lightly. Then paused for a while as he subconsciously called Jun by name.

"Jun taught me simplicity. The meaning of life is as necessary and not excessive. The meaning of happiness that cannot be obtained with money and wealth...He taught me a lot. Grown me, the spoiled great miss who became what she is today."

"He also taught about independence. To do whatever I can do on my own without bothering others. He also taught me about hard work and unyielding spirit... Juni, he means a lot for me..." Sari continued her words while glaring.

"That's why you're doing the same wedang ronde huh?" Roni asked while sipping her warm round wedang. Drinks ordered as an addition to accompany the dinner menu.

"Yes, it was a bit strange at first. Long time delicious, sweet and warm. It felt like Jun.he was with his nature that looked cold, reserved, indifferent, dull and unromantic. But after a long time together it becomes very sweet and warm. He was a gentle and caring man in his own way..."

"You seem to love her very much..." I don't know why Roni felt such a turmoil of discomfort in her chest. There was envy also hearing Sari talk about another man so quickly.

"What does it mean to love if you can't stay together..." Sari enjoyed the wedang ronde.

"Because love doesn't have to have..." Roni ended with a conclusion. The bitter conclusion that was the end of their love story. The story of Roni and Ella, as well as Sari and Jun.

Both of them were silent, contemplating their fate. While enjoying their favorite warm round wedang. Quite a long time just sit still and play with each other's minds.

The sound of Sari's posel ended the silence that occurred there. Jun's name is plastered on screen. Jun? Why'd he call? Sari hurriedly raised the call so worried her. Suddenly an uncomfortable feeling approached him. What feeling is this?

"June? What what?" Sari asked directly.

"Sir Sari?..." It turned out that it was not Jun who called her, but the voice of the woman, Mother Nia.

"Mother? Mother Nia? Why Bun?" Sari was getting impatient so worried.

"June...Jun dropped again tonight. Mommy has taken him to the hospital, but his condition is getting worse and now he is unconscious, in the ICU." replied Nia accompanied by sobs across there.

Sari's body immediately suffocated as soon as it felt like hearing the news. So limp that his hands shook that his phone slipped out of his grasp. Tears do not want to lose also flowed profusely from both eyes.

"Sar? You why?" Roni followed frantically seeing Sari's suddenly strange reaction.

"June...Jun is unconscious.Include the ICU..."

"You want to go there? You want to see him?" roni said concerned, offering to deliver Sari.

Sari just nodded in response. And Roni directly guided and escorted the girl to the hospital where Jun was treated.

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