Jatukarmas
Chapter 9

Raden Jayanti Suryapaksi . 23 Year old male. Handsome and powerful, as the crown prince of Panjalu he had full power under the King. All the girls in all corners of the kingdom dream of becoming concubines or just palace ladies.

But a young girl, his second wife, rejected him.

The man looked at his face in front of the mirror. Reflected there is a nearly perfect masculine face. Which part is unattractive? He looked at his face and body carefully. For days he carried out this examination with a curious heart.

"Paduka Raden, Galuh's servant the Empress's facing." Kartala, Suryapaksi's personal servant reports.

"Let him in."

Kartala brought Sari inside. The servant performed the prayer. Suryapaksi told him to stand up.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, I bring a message from Your Majesty the Empress."

"Say, Sari. What does Dinda Sundari need?"

"All the needs in the palace of Galuh the Empress are complete, Raden. But the Empress asked the servant to ask the question, will Paduka Raden spend the night with the Empress? "

Suryapaksi did not answer immediately. It has been a month since his presence at Citrawani palace. Since then he has not visited his first wife. His wife's servant has been sent several times to ask this question.

"alright. I'll visit later tonight. You can come back and tell Dinda Sundari this news."

"Hamba do it, your majesty. Now I ask permission to return to the palace of Galuh the Empress," Sari worshipped, then resigned with a radiant face.

Kartala reminded her master.

"Paduka, did Sarwakenak Physician ever remind Paduka Raden not to be too busy with night activities? In order that the seeds produced are selected with excellent quality..."

"So, do you think I should stay away from Dinda Sundari?"

"Not so, your majesty. The doctor said that you should focus first with Your Majesty Galuh Citrawani."

Suryapaksi. How do you focus on him? He just can't be fucked.

"I will visit Sundari to give her understanding, Karta. So that he does not wonder and worry. Do I need to report to you about what I did at my wife's palace?"

"Again, sire. There's no need for that" Kartala held back her smile. This master has been taken and controlled since childhood. They were close friends, although Kartala never left the order of a servant.

Suryapaksi was still observing the mirror in front of him, which made Kartala astonished. Lately his master was often pensive in front of the mirror, observing himself.

Sometimes the master was stunned with a distant look. This has happened since the Mother admonished her son about Citrawani who had no signs of pregnancy.

"Cartala!"

"Yes, sir?"

"When you were married to Juiwah, how long did it take you to get her pregnant?"

"A month after we got married, my servant's wife was late, my lord ."

"Was fast as that?!" Suryapaksi.

"Fastly, sir!"

Suryapaksi holds his chin with his thumb and forefinger . His sight was still far away glaring into the sky.

"God bless you generously, Kartala."

"Hamba is very grateful.. "

"Why is my wife not pregnant yet? I've been waiting 4 years. Have I ever sinned in my past life, so that my nutmeg now I pick..."

"Paduka Raden is very young..." Kartala entertain. "There are still many opportunities. Isn't the Queen's Majesty alright according to the Physician Darma?"

"Tabib Darma says Sundari is fertile and I have no problem either. So where's the problem, Kartala. I feel sorry for Mother who misses grandchildren so much."

"Open, may I offer an opinion?"

"Say !"

"What if Raden listens to other healers? For example the physician Sarwakenak and Physician Wong. Thus, there is a comparison of opinions with each physician ."

"Hmmmm.You may also, Karta. Let me talk to Dinda Sundari later !" Raden Suryapaksi.

"What are you going to talk to your wife about, son?"

The Queen entered the room accompanied by ladies-in-waiting.

"Open Queen Consort!"

Kartala immediately knelt down to worship. Raden Suryapaksi covers both hands in honor of his mother. After his mother sat on a slap, Suryapaksi sat cross-legged on a wooden floor near his mother's feet.

"Suryapaksi, you are the crown prince, son. Your words are the second commandment after your father. Whatever is best for your wife, you order it to be done. You made the decision, not Sundari." Say the Queen with grace and dignity.

"Hamba understands, Mother. Only I want to make sure my wife is comfortable and not cornered."

"Did you feel like your mom cornered Sundari by asking you to visit Citra more often?"

"Is it Sundari who feels cornered ? Does he mind if you spend the night at Citrawani's palace often?"

"No, Mother. Sundari even often encouraged servants to come to Citra palace."

"And you've done it, Surya?"

"Here you go, Mother." Suryapaksi. He did not want to lie to his mother. But he couldn't tell the truth either.

"But Citrawani has no good news as well until now..." Queen Pujawati sighed sadly.

"My son, you have to try harder. Mother is not favoritism. But Sundari has been trying for 4 years. Maybe it's not time yet. Now you must focus on Citrawani, mumpung age of your marriage has not passed 1 year...."

"Good, Mother. But I have to be fair to Sundari. However, she is also the wife of the servant."

"Mom knows son, I don't mind either. Whoever son-in-law will give you a grandchild, I welcome you with joy. It's even better if both contain simultaneously."

Raden Suryapaksi complained in his heart. One is not pregnant. Mother asked for two!

"The image is still very young and beautiful. He is not inferior to Sundari. Mom knows what's going on. You choose love for them, son. In the future I hope you prefer to visit Citra regularly . Not because I don't like Sundari. But because we have to try to give more opportunities to Citra."

Queen Pujawati standing up.

"Surya, 4 years is enough opportunity for Sundari. He's been hogging you all along, son. Had enough. I hope you understand. This is the matter of our royal heir !"

Suryapaksi knelt down and kissed his mother's feet.

"Hamba understands, Mother! I will try harder."

Queen Pujawati leaves her son's residence.

Raden Suryapaksi hit his own eel.

"Jagat Dewa Batara ! Trying harder how? Should I force myself on Citrawani ? "

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The sunset sky looks reddened by the sinking of the sun. The squeals of the birds that migrated to the west lit up the air. In the middle of a small forest behind the palace, Citrawani held out his tiger skin mat for yoga practice. Now, Gentini and a few ladies-in-waiting followed him.

The yoga movements performed by Citrawani are very dynamic and powerful. He studied acro yoga, ashtangga, hatha and kriya yoga from several well-known yoga masters. He swerved, folded his body, somersaulted with his head down. And other extreme movements. Occasionally he improved the pose of his servants, which was punctuated by laughter.

The mood was cheerful and light. After the yoga practice, they also did meditation together, by chanting the sounds of the universe. "Of...Om...Um..."

A pair of sharp eyes lurked from behind the leafy gerumbul of a large tree. It was Jayanti Suryapaksi.

The crown prince was peering at his own wife.

He was amazed at what his wife did. It looks like a sports technique. I don't know what sport. Looks very dynamic, supple and beautiful. One day, he will have to find out.

Many surprises he saw from Citrawani. As he remembered, Citra was a shy girl. Weak soft, sweet and well mannered .

Never had he seen the nimble and beautiful side of the figure of the beautiful girl, who was moving around meanderingly, not tired of being looked at. Stalked, exactly.

Since when do I care about him ?

Bathin Suryapaksi's.

*I'm just curious.

Why did he change so badly? She was no longer the sister of a shy cousin who always covered her face with a fan and stole the view from afar. She is now like a foreign girl who is smart, brave, agile and.galak*.

Remember the last time visiting him, Citrawani even allowed him to sleep alone in bed. The girl chose to sleep on the floor.

She also boldly said she had not loved her husband. Not ready to be a wife. How steadfast he said it so plainly. In the presence of a crown prince ! How dare !

Raden Suryapaksi was surprised when he saw, from a distance his brother approached Citrawani. Raden Surya Kencana was just watching the girls sitting quietly. After a while, Citrawani opened her eyes. He seemed happy to see the presence of Surya Kencana.

Without a doubt, Citrawani invited Surya Kencana to sit in front of him, with a soft tiger skin. One bed with him. Although not close together, because the skin of the tiger is quite wide.

Suryapaksi clenched his hand.

They chatted happily. Snickering. Occasionally while sipping a drink brought by the waiter and eating a large orange fruit. Very happy for them.

*When I was with me, Citrawani didn't look that happy. What does he think of Kanda Surya Kencana?

Doesn't he just touch a little? Doesn't she understand her position as the crown prince's wife? As if he was joking with another man*!

Suryapaksi smacked his own palm furiously. For some reason, he felt a sense of dislike sneaking up on his heart.

Not far from the tree, another pair of sharp eyes were lurking as well. A pair of eyes belonged to Bagus Saksena. The Prince Aryapati of Jenggala observed everything while smiling and nodding his head.

"Raden Suryapaksi's....It turns out you're starting to get curious." hiss . "I'll make it bright for you. Hmmm."

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