
King Basukamba long enough to question all Asta Brajadaka family one by one. And the family was lucky because no one was executed at the time.
"Given that Asta Brajadaka has served me for so long, now you have decided on your own punishment!"
"Punish us, Your Majesty!" Sriwerdani kissed the feet of King Basukamba.
"By not putting all of you to death is that not forgiveness?! Decide on your own punishment!"
The tears of Asta Brajadaka's family broke. Until finally with a heavy heart Sriwerdani decided his own punishment is to leave the kingdom of Saindara Gumilang at this time also with only clothes attached to the body. This was the lightest punishment on the rebellious family that took place in the Kingdom of Saindara Gumilang.
With sobs and tears, the large family of the late Senopati Asta Brajadaka who was no less than thirty people walked out to the courtyard.
Jdart!
Wssss!
Lightning boomed, and strong gusts of wind accompanied by rain greeted them.
"Sorry Your Majesty the King, is this not planting enemy seedlings later on?!" tanya Tumenggung Wiryateja slightly regretted the decision of the King who did not kill them all.
"They are like my own family. I hope this is not a wrong decision ..." sighed King Basukamba.
Wiryateja was silent. No longer dare to question the king's decision.
A moment later,
"Bring all treasures other than groceries and furniture to the king's palace!" King Basukamba reigned before again rushing to continue the purge of the rebellion.
Raja Basukamba and his entourage headed straight for Pradana Nararya's senopatian palace, at the request of Princess Anesha Sari, Asta Brajadaka's army was passed because it had been promised a full pardon.
Arriving at Pradana Nararya's senopatian palace all the members of the extended family were gathered.
Senopati Pradana Nararya had one main wife and five concubines. Their kids are small. The oldest is only five or six years old.
Not asking anything after all the families were gathered, King Basukamba immediately gave an edict,
"Kill them all!"
Crass! Crass! Crass!
The circle soldiers of the palace killed quickly by beheading. Although their hearts did not have the heart but indeed this had to be done because if not, it would be the same as spreading the seeds of rebellion back in the future.
****
The day has been very dark when if it does not rain a storm, in fact the sun has just entered into the dispute.
King Basukamba arrived at the king's palace with a lot of treasure and even women slaves. This made Empress Mahiswari and the concubines uneasy.
Before there were female slaves only they got good rations only once a week, especially if many slaves. They can not imagine, maybe the ration will be molested once a month.
"How is this, Empress?!" ask one of the concubines in a restless voice.
Between the concubine and the Empress was indeed close, it was due to the very kind nature of Empress Mahiswari, regarding the concubines as her own brothers.
After a long silence, Empress Mahiswari said softly, "Adinda Saraswati, you told your son to meet Begawan Teja Surendra. I hope that clever men can give a way out of this problem."
The news of Begawan Teja Surendra who lives in the palace has indeed spread widely, and of course members of the king's family are happy to hear it. And evidently, they soon discovered the benefits of the existence of the begawan.
***
Glarr ...! Ctarr ...!
The officer was carrying a large cloth umbrella that was occasionally almost blown away by the wind.
"This passage .. I'm actually ashamed to ask, but how else. My cock is outnumbered by my sense of bravery!" muttered the young man as he continued to walk quickly regardless of the umbrella that no longer shaded him.
'Shit! The wind is so strong!' the officer's heart grumbled and exerted strength in order to keep the umbrella from being thrown.
Walking for some time the young man and his attendant stopped in front of a stage house.
Ascending to Emper, the young man was about to knock on the door when the door opened from the inside.
The young man gasped, 'Sirly, he knows something is coming!' the inner youth.
At the same time, the door opener that is none other than Begawan Teja Surendra batin,
'Who is this young man? Just disturb. It's time for me to study!'
Although he did not like it, Begawan Teja Surendra unyielding let in and sit down.
"My name is Yoga Mandala, Begawan. I'm the son of Concubine Saraswati." The young man introduced himself and answered a nod.
For Begawan Teja Surendra the crown prince was not too important. So that he treats the ordinary as addressing others.
"My arrival ...."
A little shy Yoga Mandala expressed her needs briefly but very clearly.
Begawan Teja Surendra sighed, deepened, satiated,
'I just don't have a wife, instead told to give a way out of this complicated problem!'
Seeing Begawan Sighing, Yoga Mandala concluded this problem is indeed really strange. So Begawan Teja Surendra sighed deeply due to heavy thinking of a way out.
According to the ancestral custom known to Begawan Teja Surendra, it did not matter that a king had many concubines or slaves. That's a natural thing. Precisely a problem is if not allow a king to have a concubine or many female slaves.
Not finding the right way out, finally Begawan Teja Surendra got up and said,
"Let's go with me, you better come with me."
Yoga Mandala frowned but did not dare to refute. A scholar is indeed sometimes awkward, act unnatural and difficult to guess, so it is possible that a way out will be given elsewhere or in other ways.
"Alright Begawan. I'll follow you."
No longer saying anything, Begawan Teja Surendra brought Yoga Mandala and his aide to Jaga Saksena.
Take care of Saksena who was waiting for the arrival of Begawan Teja Surendra immediately let the old man in.
In the house there was no one else but Sungsang who was lying on a couch in the corner of the room, sleeping chickens. Princess Anesha Sari has been returning to her residence since the afternoon. Heavy rain for him is no obstacle. With her strength, Anesha Sari was able to get rid of the rain water so as not to hit her clothes and body.
Entering the guest room and sitting in a chair, Yoga Mandala did not understand why Begawan Teja Surendra invited himself to meet Jaga Saksena.
'Why were we even brought to Jaga Saksena? What an act Begawan Teja Surendra hard to guess! Again, Keep Saksena young never married. Even though he was a hero capable of killing Sundara Watu, know what he was about in this matter?!'
Yoga Mandala is not out of thought, but nevertheless she only dares to question in her heart.
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To be continued