Dvesas
Give Me Time to Think

Gayatri went through four exhausting days towards the temple. The trip was easy because people let him eat, stay, buy clothes for free. Gayatri knew this was her Saxony. The man kept following her. Like a man without a job, his sax appears to be playing around with the little children and teenagers he meets on the way.

Gayatri arrived at the temple. He was just about to step on the first step but his steps were blocked by the head monk who had rang the bell that day.

“Mistress, has your prayer not been answered?” tanyakanya.

“Prime, I'm here to thank you. My prayer has been answered. I also want to devote myself in this temple” said Gayatri convinced.

“Women are not allowed to serve in this temple mistress. Ever since the curse of Goddess Durga came down upon our ancestors, women have been freed from all rules that violate her nature and our ancestors have promised, not a single woman was allowed to stay in this temple” said the Reverend cupping his hands in his chest pleading that Gayatri not go too far.

Disappointed, the priest tried to comfort him by saying that Gayatri could go the other way of good.

“It looks like there are unresolved issues” said the Reverend

Gayatri's forehead frowned at the reverend's question.

“The man keeps following you. He faithfully waited for you as long as you were on your way here. Your first trip” said the Reverend pointed to his Saxony.

Gayatri was quite surprised, if his witness from the beginning he was expelled following him why not help him instead let him almost die pursued by the army of Astapura.

The priest left Gayatri alone to let her sit under a mango tree in front of the temple. Gayatri was busy watching her horse eating the grass that grew around the tree. Without the saxnya had approached towards him.

“Gayatri” greet Soft sax.

Gayatri turned to look at Saksenya's serious face. No more silly smiles there.

“I got word that Bansheer elevated himself to King Dwipajaya, and took control of Jiwang. Yesterday he just shot the first received destroy the city wall” said Saksenya.

“It looks like I have to go. If you change your mind you can send me a letter or meet me in Subala”.

Gayatri. Not responding to the new news presented by Saksenya. His desperate witness left Gayatri alone, he untied his horse and rode in a saddle preparing to leave the temple.

“Wait!” shouted Gayatri.

His saxe kept driving his horse, leaving Gayatri. The conscious Gayatri who had lost her Saxony soon left the place with Siddarth's horse. Arriving at their first destination, Gayatri saw a welcome gate in the town square.

“Welcome Mr. Putri” King Gopal told Gayatri.

“Salam Raja I am just a commoner”, Gayatri said.

“The blood of the ancestors and the Kings of Dwipajaya flows in your blood. The relationship will forever not be erased” said King Gopal.

“The taxi brings you here, it's a sign that your relationship is not just two strangers who travel with”

Gayatri did not want to respond further to Gopal's jokes. They are welcome to go inside and start a serious conversation. From that conversation Gayatri knew, the two people before him initially disagreed with the government of Astapura and intended to break away from the influence of King Sri Narendra. Now they are devising a plan to defend their territory from Bansheer's ultimatum.

That information was enough for Gayatri. Throughout the conversation he was not considered. Blind to government and strategy to defend territory. His witness who realized Gayatri was uncomfortable in the conversation invited him to speak with four eyes.

“Princess Gayatri, this is a good opportunity to retake Dwipajaya. Subala and Indrajaya are willing to help if you want. Do you want your whole life to see your parents eat under Bansheer? His place on foot now was due to bloodshed and as his daughter you must abolish Bansheer's rule. He had no right to rule on land that was not his” Sakseya tried to influence Gayatri's mind.

Gayatri. On the one hand he promised there would be no revenge and heartache, on the other hand the murder of his father still left him with a deep heartache.

“You know, my father was killed in the war against Sri Narendra. For many years I gave up that event, harbored my own heartache and became a coward. I'm not doing my job as King Subala and dog sycophant in Astapura. All because of my fear of future destruction. Revenge will give birth to new grudges but humans never think the cause of the grudge there” Saksenya face turned grim. His gaze gazing far ahead twisted back the memory as he watched his father die before him.

“The kingdom of Subala is my father's only legacy. All this time I've relied on my father's two friends Raja Gopal and Sri Narendra like losers who are ready to run away at any time. This time I saw a good opportunity, help me lead Subala. I will fulfill all your wishes and will avenge me” bargained Saksenya again.

“Give me some thought time. All this time I could not sleep quietly and could not think clearly because the exam came and went. Let me breathe for a while” pinta Gayatri.

“You want to drink a sedative potion, the side effects will only make you fall asleep and wake up in a better state” said Saksenya.

“No, just burn incense in my room and I will fall asleep” Gayatri said.

King Gopal did not mind, he prepared the best room for Gayatri and the woman fell asleep after cleaning herself and changing clothes.

“Let him rest, return to Subala. I will let you know if he has found the answer” Gopal said.

Saksenya left Indrajaya, entrusting Gayatri to a gopal who had been considered as her own father.

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