Jatukarmas
Chapter 18

Inside his magnificent palace, Galuh Putrika Sundari shrank his tears.

His newly arrived brother, listening to his complaints carefully, then rubbed his sister's head to spread.

For months Raden Suryapaksi never again appeared in Sundari's residence. Sundari was happy when she heard the news of her husband returning to the palace without Citrawani.

He hoped that Suryapaksi would soon visit him to let go of the burning longing. But the truth is, to this day, he is still ignored.

"Learn dinda, if at this time he becomes very restless and busy ! There are a lot of things he has to take care of. His father who was suddenly ill, his brother who was unconcerned with royal affairs, and the loss of Citrawani."

"Hm..is the loss of Citrawani related to kakanda?" Galuh Sundari observed the mimic of his brother's face. The mysterious smile was on the corner of Bagus Saksena's lips.

"Will kidnap her?" whisky Sundari. He was very upset with the gestures and facial water of his old brother. "Kakanda, don't look for trouble ! Just wipe him out without a trace. If you play with fire with him, it will be very dangerous! "

"Dinda, listen to my explanation." Bagus Saksena detailed the plan she had carefully arranged to her sister. Sundari listened in astonishment, then after Bagus Saksena finished talking, smiled and nodded her head.

"Great plan.But the implementation really has to be accurate without the slightest gap of errors, Kakanda! The life of his brother. I wouldn't be able to live anymore if you were wondering why!"

"All the things I have prepared perfectly and careful consideration. Dinda doesn't have to worry about me. Citrawani will only have two final options. Abused life as an ex-wife who was evicted from the palace, or committed suicide as a woman ****** !" the look in Bagus Saksena's eyes narrowed sadistically.

"It's so good .." Sundari smiled sadistically. "In that way, suspicion will not be directed at us. All the blame was passed on to Citrawani !"

To present an alibi, Bagus Saksena deliberately kept silent in Panjalu.

He pretended to be busy helping Raden Suryapaksi who divided the palace's special intelligence forces into two.

One to investigate the disappearance of royal heirlooms. Another one to look for traces of Citrawani's disappearance.

Nareswara and Ki Parwata are leading the army. While Suryapaksi remained at the palace to replace the duties of his ailing father.

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"You?!" citrawani's eyes were round looking at the tall, slightly thin man standing before her. "Frajala. Party leader Black Bat. "

"The princess's thought was very good. We only met once last year, you still remember me! The princess is the smartest and most beautiful noblewoman Prajala has ever met !"

"Sweet mouth on your captive, what's the point? After all the power here is you." said Citrawani calmly. "Of course it's not the ransom you want."

"Indeed," Prajala. "There's a big plan that's more important for the future, than money. You certainly know, don't you? That is power ! We want power."

"What power? You know, I'm just a worthless, unloving second wife. What power can be exchanged for my existence?" Citrawani laughs freshly.

"Ohoo, you won't be able to extract a description from me, princess. Prajala's mouth is locked tightly !" Prajala demonstrates the movement of the sewn mouth. He sat on one of the chairs in front of Citrawani.

The girl did not move away at all. Citrawani even challenged the eyes of the man who looked at him up and down with his eyes twinkling.

"So pretty princess .." Prajala swallowed his own saliva which almost dripped looking at Citrawani's dandy. "Much prettier than all the women Prajala ever slept with."

Citrawani. Although his posture was still sitting leisurely and smiling, he had actually prepared to channel his strength on the long leather strap that bound his hands.

For professionals of the Citra calibre, in an emergency, that long rope could be used like a whip and chain to attack an opponent in close range .

But the man only looked at her with glittering eyes, without trying to touch or touch anything. After being satisfied to speak variously voicing his heart that was crazy about the beauty of the Daha princess, Prajala came out.

Citrawani spent his days in the prison agitatedly thinking about the fate of his younger brother, Mayani.

For himself he was never anxious and worried, for he was used to facing any danger.

But her sister is a young young girl who rarely faces the outside world. Somehow the bathin shock that faced his sister, Citrawani was very worried about him.

He tried to extract information from two female guards, but they did not want to speak again.

When Prajala appeared again the next few days, Citrawani invited him to speak in a friendly manner.

"Prajala, I don't know what your plan is. But I know for a fact that I am your target. I ask you, whatever your plans are for me, please don't bother my sister. She was just a little girl who had not seen too much of the world. Please give him a chance to be treated with honor."

Prajala looked at the quietly moving lips with a look of adoration. Lips are very sweet and exciting.

"I can't guarantee that, princess. Your sister is also very beautiful and charming. Prajala was worried about not being able to keep her promise to keep her plain and honorable..," a demonic grin appeared on the man's lips.

Citrawani cursed in her heart. But his face still looked calm and stoic. With a smile, he locked Prajala's gaze.

"Listen, Prajala. I am the daughter of Daha, the wife of the crown prince, daughter-in-law and beloved niece of the king ! Although my husband does not love me, but the whole royal family loves me and my sister very much ! Not to mention Sri Begawan Wistara whose power is unmatched on this Panjalu earth, he is my father's oldest brother who cares deeply for us. If anything happens to me or my sister, they won't stay put." Citrawani smiled sweetly, but coldly sliced.

"You can escape and hide in the pit of rats, they'll keep chasing you and punish you in the least imaginable way .."

Prajala frowned. The soldiers of Panjalu under Commander Jayasendra may not be feared, because the existence of the mysterious Death Bats has never been able to sniff by the Panjalu or Daha side.

But Begawan Wistara, the heir of the Prabu Panditawatara breed that is powerful and has a deep eye view, cannot be underestimated.

Prajala shuddered. He was influenced by Citrawani's intimidating speech. He pretended to laugh disparagingly.

"Daughter, Prajala is not afraid, because this plan is very mature. There can't be a secret leak out, because all of our guards are soldiers who are under the influence of a poison whose antidote is so rare, only we have it. They will speak nothing, will not betray, for their dead lives and their whole family are in our hands."

"And as long as the lady can't get out of here, can't report to the kingdom, everything is safely under control." After a long laugh, Prajala rushed out. He no longer wanted to listen to Citrawani's bullying that was ruining his mind.

"The wily girl is very dangerous, " Prajala grumbled outside the door of the room. "I'd better be careful not to read it !"

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The guards at Karang Suwung cave set something on fire in front of Citrawani's room. Odd smelling smoke enters Citrawani's room .

The girl who was agitated at the thought of her sister's fate was initially unaware of this strange scent. When his lungs sucked out most of the scent, he realized.

"What is this scent? Very strange and strange !" Citrawani tried to regulate his airway.

But the scent had already entered his internal respiratory organs. Slowly, Citrawani felt his body limp, not powered, lunglai. He laid his body on the bed. Slowly he felt his spirit fly away from his body.

He seemed to see clouds, green rice fields with gurgling clear water flowing in a small rocky river. Citrawani trying to walk down the rice field with his legs that feel lunglai.

A strong hand grabbed his arm and guided him. Citrawani feels protected. He leaned on a sturdy arm that guided him through the beautiful green rice fields.

The breeze caressed her face and hair. Citrawani closed her eyes happily. The figure that was embracing his shoulder, was now getting closer. His hand caressed Citrawani's unraveled hair.

The hand then slid down, his fingers tracing Citrawani's forehead, eyebrows and nose. Like the kitten her employer petted, Citrawani issued a voice ********* relaxed and satisfied.

Citrawani sleeps with smiling lips.

The next morning, when he woke up, his head felt heavy and hollow, dizzy which made his eyes want to stay closed. Lazily the girl continued her sleep until the guards served food.

Throughout the day, Citrawani's mood is still not good. He was agitated at the thought of his sister who had been held apart by him for days.

He also thought of a strange dream that felt very real, embraced with a sturdy and strong body that felt very nurturing and protecting him.

Citrawani secretly investigates whether the food and drink that is served contains psychotropic drugs that make it hallucinate. But he found nothing suspicious.

At dusk, again the scented smoke makes it limp and experience pleasant things, feel like interacting and hugging with an invisible figure. But it feels real.

A sense of protection, love, diayomi left in his mind made Citrawani that morning concluded, he had been poisoned with hallucinatory smoke of spirit weakening.

For days Citrawani thought about what scenario his captors were playing. He was held for weeks, separated from his sister. Treated well and not disturbed. But every day poisoned with hallucinatory smoke . What kind of a hunch is this?

By the sixth week, Citrawani had become accustomed to the feeling of diayomi, a spirit-weakening smoke added with another substance.

Substance that makes Citrawani panting and wriggling strange, mellow feeling, longing that hot, want to be loved and loved all the soul of the body.

Citrawani Nurani. His heart thrashed, rejecting the strange influence that ruled his body. He realized, this is apriodicy poison.

That night, Citrawani was on the floor with a hot body, her big eyes glaring at the man standing in the doorway of her room. The man looked back at him with a smile on his lips.

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