Knight Panji
Making Friendship 2

"Still can't right?," asked Panji then replied by a nod by Satria. Panji who felt he had managed to befriend the cold man next to him started to sit closer again.

Satria glanced at him and said, "Stay away from me."

"Are we not friends?"

"No, we're not friends" said Satria, her face flushed red as if she had completely evaporated her emotions.

The face of Panji became strange and he grinned with discomfort.

"Didn't I tell you not to prank anyone else, you made Prince Satria angry." Someone whispered into the left ear of the banner. Panji was surprised until he held his chest, he turned his head and saw it was Mahesa. He then breathed a sigh of relief.

"Forgive Him Prince Satria, make you angry, he does not have manners and is very penniless," Mahesa then sat next to Panji and held Panji's hand. "It's okay" replied Satria Briefly.

"Wouldn't your energy run out quickly if this skill was used in vain?" ask Mahesa.

"Not this just uses a little energy…. "

Satria sees the familiarity of Mahesa and Panji. He slightly narrowed his eyes and turned his gaze in the other direction.

King Jayanegara was busy with his discussions with Prince Arya. Queen Yashna enjoyed dance and music, and the nobles had plenty of snacks and food on their tables. Princess Lyla and Princess Ara also chatted lightly.

The king stood up and announced the important thing. "You all must be curious about the purpose of the two Princes who came to our Kingdom. So this time I'm allowing Prince Arya as a representative of the Kingdom of Java to say it."

Prince Arya stood up and spoke, "I'm sorry for coming over uninvited. This is all at the behest of King Mahawira Wikrawardhana, King of the Kingdom of Java."

"He told me to tell the Andalas Kingdom to participate in the Martial Competition that will be held by Moksha Laghu College. This match is for young girls who will join the Thousand Stars College in the next 6 months."

"This match is for young people and girls aged 15-20 years, in accordance with the maximum age to enter the Thousand Stars College. The Martial Arts match will be held in a month."

"I hope you come before the game to be more prepared. That'sthat's all. Thanks."

Prince Arya sat back down and talked back to King Jayanegara.

A commotion began to be heard among the nobles as well as some Golden Eagle college students who were under the Stage.

"Stop making noise" said Maha Guruh Ki Agus Permana who is the leader of the Golden Eagle college.

They stopped the commotion after it was stopped by Maha Guruh. Dance and music returned afterwards.

"However since the Prince has been here for 3 days, we are together to watch some matches for tomorrow and the day after tomorrow" King Jayanegara persuaded Prince Arya to stay a few days in the Royal Palace.

"If it doesn't trouble your Majesty," replied Prince Arya. "Not at all inconvenient, ah drink and eat," the King lifted his cup and toasted to Prince Arya and some nobles.

That day, the dance and music in the show ended well. The twilight began to envelop the sky, the Feast in the Kingdom was over for today. The king, and all the nobles returned to their respective places.

So did Prince Arya and Satria who had rested in the room that had been prepared beforehand.

"Isn't today fun" Prince Arya said. She opened Sehelai for the sake of Her Wear Strands to change clothes.

"I'll go back to my room" said Satria. His face was still as cold as before inversely proportional to his Brother who always smiled gently. Satria exited Prince Arya's room and returned to his room.

"Maybe Panji could melt the Ice Shelf," asked Prince Arya to himself. He shook his head with a smile and said, "impossible."

Satria who returned to his room did not immediately rest. He took out a Zither from his Storage Pouch. And started playing a melody that was so beautiful to hear.

He stepped up and then heard the melody of Sitar so melodious. The pennant smiled with satisfaction. "Ahh could this be Satria's room," Panji looked up. There was an open window with its curtains fluttering in the wind.

Not far from there, there was a pretty big tree. Panji climbed up the tree until he got a branch that was quite sturdy and sat there right facing the window of Satria's room that was open.

He saw Satria looking down while playing Sitar. He felt like he did not have the presence of Panji.

Panji was quite amazed by the scenery in front of him that was so beautiful. The man was still wearing his clothes this afternoon. He closed his eyes feeling the melody he was picking through his long fingers.

His face is thin with natural pink lips, his eyebrows seem soft but firm at different times, his nose small and pointed. He was born as not a human. Added to her soft white skin.

The wind blew off the hair of Panji. She thought, "Why am I not born a woman. At least if I'm born a woman I still have a chance to get her."

"Alright, it seems I'm going to leave rather than bother him, but in a moment I'll be sitting here listening to Satria's melody." The banner sat leaning against the tree branch with its legs dangled.

He closed his eyes feeling the melody coming into his heart. "What a melody is so soothing like this," Panji thought.

The melody of Sitar stopped but Panji had yet to open his eyes.

Satria who had finished playing his zither turned to stare at the window. Look at the figure sitting on the tree branch. He also approached the window. Panji opened his eyes, slightly surprised that Satria had been behind the Window looking at him.

"Satria, Melody was so great," Panji said excitedly. Not forgetting the smile on her lips.

Without further ado Satria replied, "what are you here for."

"Hey, aren't we friends, why do you have to ask her again," Panji looked rather upset, he crossed his hands. "Go back to your room" The window was shut.

"Hey.you…. " Panji stood up and looked angry as well as upset. "Ahhh, this can't be allowed, I'm tired of looking for his room from earlier, even sneaking here secretly, but he's still cold to me."

Crossing a naughty idea in Panji's mind, he smiled again. Knocking on Satria's room window. "Let me in for a second, I want to learn Sitar with you, come on open the window."

After a moment of pleading and asking, Satria opened her room Window and Panji directly entered Satria Room. "Ohh, so you changed clothes."

"It's late at night, you better go back to your room" said Satria coldly. "Ahh whereas I brought this," Panji brought a white pitcher. "What is this," asked Satria.

The banner took 2 small cups and sat down and brought a white pitcher and placed it on the table. He then asked Satria to sit down and accompany him and feel the pleasure of the drink he brought.

The banner poured the water in the jug into 2 cups and drank one of them. The other cup was given to Satria. After Satria drank it she felt a little dizzy. Feeling that something was wrong he saw the sinister smiling Panji in front of him.

Before his consciousness disappeared, he quickly rushed towards Panji and pecked at the chest of the banner, making the banner unable to move. Panji wants to talk but can't. His body is stiff and he can't move.

He will fall to the floor, but be captured by Satria. Satria carried him on her shoulders. With a stagger Satria walked to the bed and then threw Panji's body on the bed.

Panji then sleeps with part of his body piercing Panji's body. "Ahhh shit, let go of me, hey get up quickly wake up," Panji cried inwardly.

"Ahhhhh, why am I the one in the works, after all it is just ordinary wine. I want to prank him who can't drink wine. But why am I in such a disadvantageous position."

Some time Panji remembered the chat of some of his college students who gossiped Satria, saying Satria never wanted and should not drink wine. At first Panji used to hear it, until it sparked in his mind to prank Satria.

"I wouldn't be able to sleep like this."

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