Jatukarmas
Chapter 24

Jenggala Palace is built with elegant and beautiful architecture.

Each part of the palace has a large flower garden. Ornamental fish ponds and baths are connected with wooden bridges. Above the fish pond was always built pergola for the rest of the nobles.

Already six full moons of Galuh Citrawani live in one of these magnificent palaces.

During this time he only did yoga asanas and meditation exercises to fill the emptiness of his heart. Sometimes he practiced canoeing in the flower garden behind the palace he occupied.

Often he went around in the spacious garden, picking some herbs to cook himself.

The two personal servants who were assigned to serve, were never far from his side. Likewise, a team of guards who never escape from care.

No kidding, Bagus Saksena put the toughest heroes to guard the residence of the special guests of Daha.

The crown prince often visited Galuh Citrawani.

Many times he asked Galuh Citrawani to be married. But the girl who had changed her name to Citra Kartika was always responding coldly.

Sometimes it appears his evil intention to force the Daha princess into concubine, but is broken by the doubts of his own heart.

"Why are you afraid to face the image of Kartika? She's just a woman. How powerful would he be if he forced her? Or...don't you guys fall in love with her?" a younger cousin once teased Raden.

"Maybe.I fell in love with her.." said Bagus Saksena lethargic.

"Huh? You're not kidding...?" the cousin's sister was flabbergasted.

"No, Ragaparna... I'm not kidding around. My feelings are not a game. I couldn't force or violence him. My heart is already bent to its knees in front of him." said Bagus Saksena fretting.

Ragaparna.

"You really don't mess around.but why should you fall in love with her? During this time there have been many beautiful girls and women who worship and beg for love.. Why do you have to fall in love with a prisoner ?"

"I don't know. I also don't understand why I feel this way. This is called karma .. "

" Do you believe in karma?"

"I believe. All the evil things I've done, I know that one day there will definitely be a time to meet the nutmeg of karma! Maybe this is the one I received !"

Good Saksena held tightly to the knife she used to practice, then threw it at a tree. The knife stuck firmly in the middle of the tree trunk.

"Like that knife, Ragaparna. This carmap of mine is stuck right in my heart, in the name of love!"

"Amazing ! I never thought that one day there would be a time when my brother would be a slave to love !" Ragaparna amazed.

"This is not an achievement, Ragaparna ! You don't have to piss me off, "Good Saksena frowned.

Ragaparna.

His closeness with the prospective ruler of Jenggala had begun since childhood. They grew up and grew up together in the Jenggala palace. That's why he was never afraid to tease his closest cousin.

"If the brother cannot force him by force, then use the wealth and position of the elder brother, and tenderness and affection. A woman will not be able to resist all of those temptations at once. As hard as his heart, one day it will definitely melt as well " said Ragaparna.

"Since when have you taken over the work of this royal literary master?" Nice Saksena grunts.

Ragaparna chuckled again.

"If you have the ability to fight, write the story of asmaradana literature. You're just koars in front of me, but you yourself don't have a lover!" ketus Bagus Saksena's.

"Hamba waits for his brother to marry first, isn't he older than my servant?" Ledek Ragaparna's.

"The Queen's aunt has often complained, when will the elder brother give her a ghost. There was already an angel, it was just sambar, it was very difficult ! Prince is losing to the prisoner ..."

Nice Saksena grabbed a water guava from the table. His cousin knows how. He immediately darted away before being hit by the Prince who was upset.

After his cousin disappeared, Bagus Saksena sighed. Maybe the words of Ragaparna impressed ngawur, but there is no harm to try.

Treasure, position, tenderness and affection. Which woman in the world can resist the temptation of it all?

Nice Saksena looked at the water guava that was not used to hit Ragaparna. The fruit was a tempting red, like the ranum lips of a young girl.

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Citra Kartika makes herbal tea to strengthen her body. Various leaves and flowers that had been dried were brewed, then he sat down to enjoy the cold twilight air.

Jenggala Palace always feels cool, maybe because the seat of government of the father of Bagus Saksena was built not far from the mountains.

The two servants prepared for him, served a small plate of food made from rice flour.

"Miss Citra, this is jackfruit and young coconut palms, the prince's favorite dish. The prince sent this cake to the lady." Kasni the waiter said.

"Thank you."

With a relaxed image chewed on that soft and sweet talam cake. He misses the sweet taste of his favorite brownies and warm chocolates. But in this ancient world, where there were such items.

"Can you sit next to me?" a deep voice does not make the image turn.

The girl had already memorized with the owner of that distinctive heavy voice. He simply nodded as he continued to chew, then gulped down his herbal tea.

"The taste is good." Citra said honestly. "In my place, people made palam cakes using coconut milk. Here use young coconut. It's sweeter and more legit."

Semanis and a mouthful of your lips, bathin Bagus Saksena craze.

"If you like, I'll send you this cake every day."

"No need. I don't eat sweet food every day. Can make the body stretch fast and fat, you know?" reject Image.

"Ohya? But your body is not fat. Hmm, there's a little fat, but in the right places. " Inadvertently, Bagus Saksena's eyes automatically glanced at the places she meant.

Citra's face flushed red from puffiness.

"Consider your language, and also your net, Prince !" kalem. He felt disgusted, as though the eyes of Bagus Saksena were swaying his chest and hips.

Nice Saksena realized. He quickly turned his face away while muttering an apology.

The image crossed his legs with a cute, chin-backed he saw the distance with eyes glaring.

"It just so happens that the prince came here. I want to talk to you about something ."

"What does this beautiful girl want to talk to me about?" Nice Saksena turned her body to stare at Citra who was sitting a bit far away next to her.

"I've been here six months, Prince. I think, your sister will soon have given birth to a successor for Panjalu."

"Yes, Sundari gave birth in two months." Sahut Bagus Saksena's.

"I thought, the Prince must have felt that your brother's position was safe enough, right?" ask Citra. This time he looked at Bagus Saksena's face while smiling cynically.

Nice Saksena fell silent. He was still digesting where the beautiful girl was talking to. He returned the gaze of Citra gently

"Hmm, where are you going, my girl?"

"Stop calling me your girl !" The image scowled in annoyance.

Nice Saksena did often call it a call that for the girl was very laughable. My girl, my daughter, my Beloved.

"Why? Aren't you my guest, my daughter's master, my special beloved girl !" Good Saksena even smiled seductively.

"All right, then you just go! I'm not talking to you !"

"Oh, all right, all right ! I surrendered. Miss Citra Kartika who is firm, what do you want miss to talk to me about?" tanya Bagus Saksena again with a still smile.

"I want to go !" the word Short image. His gaze was far-sighted, piercing through the shady trees.

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