Dvesas
Time to Almost Arrive

The accompaniment and music welcome the arrival of guests from different countries and kingdoms who are invited. Saksenya, King Aryan, and King Gopal were in the front row. All three wore royal clothes complete with a crown followed by an accompaniment that brought gifts.

Jhanvi smiled happily, she was at the King's side staring full haru at her dashing-looking father, riding on his beloved brown horse. They descended from the horses and approached the royal family of Astapura. It was time for the flower arrangement to welcome the arrival of the palace guests.

“Who is it?” whispers of people who were gathered watching the flower. Everyone looked at the last line of the flowerbed.

Jhanvi POVs

“What??” the look of astonishment Jhanvi could not hide from her beautiful face.

Gayatri stood in the last row of the royal family, pouring flowers. Gayatri Aura gave off positive energy, she looked graceful. The clothes that Jhanvi gave and the riasa that Jhanvi asked the waiter made Gayatri look simple and graceful at the same time.

“How can a wrong place dress look beautiful?” jhanvi.

“Hm let that ridiculous makeup, she won't be able to snatch Siddarth and my current position” Jhanvi sees Siddarth asking for support on her husband.

“What???” this time Jhanvi's heart broke.

Siddarth's face shone. Different from last night at this time Jhanvi felt Siddarth like a young bachelor who seemed to fall in love. Jhanvi's feelings began to fall apart, today he should be the attention of the whole country why Gayatri who managed to steal the attention of everyone? even King Aryan his father commended Gayatri's beauty.

“Cannot be left. Soon everyone will see how low ***** that* is”

All invitations have been seated at the welcome place before the coronation begins, they will be treated to Astapura snacks while listening to music and dance.

“Really a pride of kings, nobles, and invited guests can be present in this place. Today is the day we are waiting for and will be recorded in the history of Hindustan, the coronation of the new king and queen of Astapura as well as the celebration of the eight months of the future successor of Astapura” said Raja Saksenya who became the host of the event. Low spirits of people's voices filled the palace grounds.

“As the opening of today's event, we will watch the performance of songs and dances from the kebang Negri Nusantara daughter Gayatri” said Saksenya, he looked at Gayatri as if to convince her that Gayatri could make a request outside of the coronation scenario.

Gayatri woke up, the others looked anxious. Gayatri whispered something in the ear of a music player. Before his feet touched the floor carving in the middle of the courtyard, he looked at Jhanvi with a defiant look, igniting Jhanvi's emotions.

“Before the servant presents the dance, let the servant say a word to the future king and queen. May the Gods bestow their blessings and karma on this couple, and may all beings be happy” said Gayatri smiling gracefully.

Gayatri snapped her finger, giving instructions to the musician. The first music followed by Gayatri's melodious voice.

‘woow’ everyone's response to hearing Gayatri's voice.

Gayatri sings the saga of a couple who tell the story of two people who promise to stay together until death. Once the prince's daughter fell in love with the man, she took the man. The man promised he would come to pick up his lover but promised to keep his promise. The man was given wealth and power, a poor lover who believed in waiting for him. Until he died, the man never came to her.

Everyone applauded, some were weeping and moved by the song and dance that Gayatri had performed. Meina praised Gayatri, her appearance was really electrifying for everyone.

Jhanvi felt shunned by the song. His face was flushed red, while Siddharth looked saddened by the chant. He questions his heart, trying to find fond memories between himself and Gayatri while remembering the promise he once made.

The coronation time arrives. The ceremony went well. The crown has been handed over and Siddarth and Jhanvi have legitimately become the new king and queen. Gayatri could only hold her breath while presenting a dance from Odisa. Many did not expect Gayatri to take part, because the place was very forbidden for members of the kingdom.

Jhanvi who heard the whispers smiled cynically. That's the real position of Gayatri. Now that his move to be Siddarth's only companion has been achieved, all he has to do now is get rid of Gayatri as her little heart begins to doubt Siddarth's attitude.

“Master, his birth time has been near” whispered the healer.

Siddarth seemed nervous, their baby was about to be born a month ahead of normal time.

Siddarth announces the party is terminated because the time of childbirth is near, the invited guest understands the situation Siddarth is facing and chooses to leave the party place to let the royal family focus on the birth of the successor. King Aryan awaits the birth of his grandson.

Jhanvi groaned in pain, her voice sounding all the way to Odisa and the female ward. The residents of the two places were gathered in the corridor, jostling with each other waiting for the good news from the palace room.

Gayatri was among them, waiting in silence. He's the only royal family not allowed in, while the butler can be there.

“Nyonya” greet Meina on Gayatri.

“I am no longer young. All this time I have been traveling the world teaching dance to young girls. It is unexpected that fate will bring us together. I do not understand what conditions you are facing, but this stick can lead you to explore any country you want” said Meina handed me a training stick that was once used to hit her back and fingers.

“Mistress, I don't mean to patronize the work of dancers. I have other goals I need to do. Thank you for the knowledge you provide, I respect your willingness to lead me”, Gayatri said formally.

Meina understood what Gayatri meant, She did not insist, she took back the stick and then parted from the face of Gayatri while praying for the ease of all Gayatri's plans.

The day before night Jhanvi's moans had not stopped. The entire palace looked panicked, all the healers from all over the country had arrived. None of them can relieve the pain in Jhanvi's stomach.

“Mother help me mother, this is very sick” complained Jhanvi on Lakshita in-laws.

The water continues to seep but the baby's head is not yet visible.

“Mistress, keep breathing and don't moan. The labor process will be more difficult if you do not heed our instructions” a female healer tries to calm Jhanvi.

“What do you mean? It's very painful. You're a spinster, how could you possibly understand the pain of giving birth” hardik Jhanvi exasperated.

The female healer simply bowed her head. For years she helped people with labor difficulties, none of them underestimated her ability. Today he felt humbled, with a sad feeling the old physician was farewell from before the king and the members of the palace.

“Tabib, please don't input into the heart of the Queen's greeting. This is his first experience, please understand” said Laksita.

“Mistress, save the wages you will give me. To be honest I saw no good sign on the womb of the mistress but I could be wrong. There are many great healers here, they will help with the labor process. May the Lord be with you” pamit the physician.

After the doctor left, Jhanvi continued to groan. He did not heed the instructions of other healers. His head was about to break due to the continuous pain, his breathing started to sting, sweat flooded his body.

“Hey, are you guys just watching without doing anything? If anything bad happens to my wife and son, I'll chop off your heads!” siddarth shouted thunderously.

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