Honor Behind the Stain
Unconcerned

"I should know your parents, I should know your family's origins, and I should know all about you, too. If it's like this, it's like buying a cat in a sack. Tell your father to see me as soon as possible!" firmly Subrata.  “You must meet me with your parents!  When can you meet me with my besan?”

“Secapnya.”  The Emperor hoped that he would soon find evidence that he was innocent, so that he could soon be freed from this temple marriage.  Don't let her father know about this embarrassing case.

If his father knew that he was married to a girl other than his choice, it would be a mess.  Even what if Jihan, the girl she loves, finds out about this crazy wedding?  Everyone will misunderstand. 

What else the case that befell the Emperor was also terrible.  It will be hard to convince them that this is just a misunderstanding.  There must be a new misunderstanding.

Anyway the Emperor did not want any one of his family members to know of this.  There will be a lot of hurt, a lot of hearts to take care of.  

“After your parents came to see me, I will go to your house too so that I know the ins and outs of your family.  Where is your home, what are your parents' jobs, what is their family tree.  I should know everything.”  Subrata spoke as if he would be free from the name of a moral defect, he forgot his own case which often makes the citizens excited.

Hearing the insolent talk, the Emperor began to be careless.  “I'm sorry first!”

The emperor stood up.

“Hey, where are you going?” reprimand Subrata stopped the Emperor's move.

Only a shoulder swipe is shown by the Emperor.  Nor does he know where to go.  He just wanted to avoid talking in a room that felt formal and impartial to him. 

"Your room is over there!" point the Subrata in the opposite direction to the goal that the Emperor will pass.

"I don't want to go to my room." 

"Fresh the wind outside. Excuse me." The emperor went away.

"Khanza, you are an adult, so you must learn and learn good household skills!" said Uncle Khanza. "Your father was wrong, sending you to a school that does not lead to religious immersion, even public schools in Japan. Yes, now you alone must form a good person."

"Bodo is very. I'm sleepy, I'm going to sleep." Khanza was really careless to hear his uncle's talk. He threw the couch cushion he had been hugging and just walked away. Leaving those who exchanged glances while shaking their heads.

"That's how you educate your son's ethics?" 

I heard the uncle tucking in. No response from Subrata.

Khanza had just held the door handle of the room when Bi Wai approached her.

"Non, there's Non Zelin and Non Zada in front." The woman in her forties called Khanza's best friend. Zelin and Zada are Khanza's loyal friends who accompanied Khanza from the first days of Junior High School to High School. Zelin and Zada picked up Khanza at the airport when Khanza returned home from Japan when his studies were over. The news was conveyed Khanza at that time, that he already holds the status of a Japanese S2 graduate student. 

"They're here? Okay, I'll meet them." Khanza looked very happy. He rushed out through the side door, avoiding the family room so as not to pass through the elders who were gathered there. He did not want to go through the front door which would certainly make him cross the family room.

Unknowingly, Khanza passed by the Emperor, a man who was standing with a million thoughts on the porch beside the house.

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