
“Report Sire, Mr. Siddarth has arrived” said the gatekeeper of the Palace.
Siddarth drew near to the throne and saluted his father.
“The income tax in the Karmanagar region is very low, based on the report I received from the head of the region. The tax rate has decreased because
pests that attack the crop of sawija, and also the quality of cotton and silk
the decline” Siddarth reports.
“Many workers in the region are stricken with disease, the drugs sent to Karmanagar are almost exhausted, while the raw materials of medicines are increasingly stepped up, also decreased the quality of”
King Sri Narendra analyzed the report Siddarth gave. In this month many countries filed complaints about the quality of Astapura silk. The textile trade experienced a significant decline in revenue from month to month.
King Sri Narendra has placed guard in areas that periodically make money. The pest that came this time was very unnatural.
“I have an idea dad” said Siddarth
“How about we ask some of the land from Dwipajaya to be planted in palawija, while looking at the development of domestic crops. This pest that came was too sudden and seemed to be endless. Astapura is not yet fully stable, it is possible that there are intruders in those areas.”
King Sri Narendra objected to Siddarth's proposal.
“Asking for some land from Dwipajaya, you must do it yourself because it is the territory of your father-in-law. I'm afraid when you do the cruise, the rebels will enter again to palace”
“My son, Bansheer may be an expert in war strategy, but Bansheer cannot
become a war leader. Our soldiers are mostly made up of soldiers whose territory we deprive in battle. They are only subject to your orders” King Sri Narendra reminded Siddarth.
Siddarth left the palace and headed for the women's ward, visiting his wife.
Gayatri was sewing Siddarth's clothes that looked torn in some parts.
“This clothes I got from Laksmi, a lot of yarn that came off and the seams are less neat” said Gayatri while looking at the Siddarth clothes he had stitched, checking other parts that were torn.
“Now you have a wife. It is my wife who will serve you” said Gayatri after her sewing job.
pulling Gayatri's wrist.
A few hours later.....
“Currently Astapura less profitable. Medicinal plants in Karmanagar are attacked by hama”, Siddarth said as he revealed a blanket covering his sweaty bare chest.
Gayatri slept sideways looking at her husband's face. His handsome face is decorated with a sharp nose and a strong jaw typical of men. His curly brown hair was allowed to stretch past the back of the ear. His skin is a reddish white typical of the Aryans, the most prominent of Siddarth is his dark brown eyes. Unstudied
there is no woman who rejects him, the inner Gayatri.
“Gayatri.” call Siddarth who realizes that his wife is not focused on their conversation.
“Dwipajaya has helped Astapura, what are you worried about?” ask Gayatri again.
“I think it would be better if Astapura planted a sawpawija in Dwipajaya while I saw the development in Karmanagar”, Siddarth said.
“What do you want?” ask Gayatri
“Part of plantation land in Dwipajaya. Help me persuade your father to give up some of his land” Siddarth said.
Siddarth describes in detail his father's concerns that Siddarth should leave the kingdom and meet his father-in-law directly.
“Write a letter to your father, tell him that politics in this country is unstable, so his son-in-law cannot meet him directly” Siddarth persuaded.
“Alright, I will write a letter to my father, and I will make sure that father will prepare the best land for Astapura”
“But with one condition” said Gayatri with a cold gaze.
“Say” said Siddarth no less cold.
“I want Laksmi to be one of my servants” said Gayatri looking straight into Siddarth's eyes.
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