
"How are you doing, my son?" Ask King Suryapati when visiting Candra who is now lying in her room. Candra's face was very pale at that time, even since she came home this morning.
"That's fine, dad." Candra got up as soon as she saw her father coming and immediately sat down on the bank of the ranjag where he lay. He sat his body with a ring of pain on his face.
"Be careful in moving, my son. Your wounds have not closed perfectly" said Queen Dahayu who also sat next to her husband. Raka throttled in silence. His mother looked fresh fit, but Bayu said if the Queen dahayu was very sick. Is it actually Bayu, or his mother?
"Oh yes, mother. Thank you for your attention," said Candra still with a cry of pain.
"What do you feel? What pain?" asked King Suryapati with worry. Usually, this single son of his was a strong and wayward child. Seeing her grimacing in pain like this, it seemed like the injuries experienced by Candra were really serious.
"No, dad. Just ordinary. It doesn't hurt too much" replied Candra lying.
To be honest, Candra felt a lot of pain all over her body, especially her left chest. Candra's body is basically not used to pain because in the moment of injury, he can always regenerate damaged cells quickly. But not this time. His body really feels dying. He felt so weak, dizzy, sleepy, and powerless. Especially if he is in a human form like this, which certainly requires greater energy.
"Cheal soon, my son. The punishment from my father awaits you immediately" said King Suryapati with a grin. In a moment, a creepy creepy feeling spread in Candra's mind.
"But I'm still sick, Father. Why do you have the heart to talk about punishment for me?" ask Candra while membebasik.
For a moment, Candra felt very sorry with the answer she gave just now that said that her wound did not hurt anymore. As a result, the father had told him about a punishment. Now, Candra is trying to show an expression of excessive pain on her face because it means to make the father feel sorry for her.
"Of course so that you feel stale, my son!" the king said with emphasis on his words, as if unaffected by the painful expression of his son. "It doesn't matter if you leave, but don't go months without being contacted! Did you forget that you still have a home as your place to go home and that old man is still worried about you?"
Candra again grimaced his face.he felt a little naughty, of course. This morning he was scolded by his mother. But the emergence of the father at this time does not make everything better. Well, at least much better, not as explosive as usual. Maybe it was because he was suffering from a serious injury.
However, not only has the wound healed and closed perfectly. But the father had already said of the threat to punish him. Well, his beloved father was indeed that hard. Please be advised, his name is also the crown prince.
"Of course I remember, dad. Please forgive me for being so careless" said Candra with a face of blemish.
He wanted to explain his reason for leaving home. That is because his father and mother forced an arranged marriage between himself and Princess Narlita, while he was strongly opposed to the matchmaking. But it feels that the current situation and condition are very inappropriate. In addition, at this moment, he also was not having the strength to argue. The power went nowhere. His body feels very weak. It might be because of the influence of the injury he experienced, or also because it could be a snake that was applied to the arrow stuck in his chest.
"There's no word of apology for a brat like you, my son." King Suryapati said in his typical baritone voice. Queen Dahayu beside her rubbed her husband's arm slowly so as not to be too emotional on their son who still looks weak.
"Ready. Okay, Dad!"
"OK, okay. Rest up. Enjoy your free time." King Suryapati patted Candra's shoulder twice before passing.
Queen Dahayu who was still left behind, now smiled and said, "Say your father, my dear son. Be rested. Doctor Arman will come twice in one day to examine your wounds, my son."
Candra smiled bitterly. Yes, she will have to undergo either a few days, a few weeks, or even the next few months of this quarantine period. He knew very well the character of his father and mother who were very protective of him. Yes, always the only son and crown prince, since childhood he has been treated like a doll that is very special and as if not allowed to hurt any nail item.
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Days have passed since Popo disappeared. Runi, who was used to the existence of Popo who always entertained him, is now back lonely. Moreover, Raka's attitude to him was now really cold. If usually Raka will ask for the rights to Runi for at most three days, but this has already passed a week and Raka does not look to need him at all.
The question mark in Runi's mind was getting bigger. Although as hard as her heart tried to deny the strangeness for the strangeness that her husband displayed, but she who had harbored suspicion towards her husband, now increasingly wondered.
"Would Raka have betrayed me? But with whom?" thought Runi was fretting.
Runi once stole a talk between Raka and Aswini about the return of Widuri. Aswini also seemed to be very supportive of Raka back to the woman named Widuri. Though it was obvious, Raka was married!
One more fact, Raka once raved in her sleep calling the name of Widuri. But, is the Widuri referred to by Raka and Aswini is the same Widuri as Cantika Widuri, another SD friend who is always his rival during every race between schools first?
"No, No!" Runi shook her head vigorously to dodge the possibility. Widuri already has a lover! So, there is no way he could be the affair of Raka. It could be, if it is true that Widuri who he and Raka mean is the same Widuri, it must be Raka who loves Widuri on one side. Widuri already had a lover and she would not be able to glance at Raka.
Widuri women are smart, classy, and highly educated. Not sepeeti himself who only graduated SMK in the city of sub-district. In addition, Widuri is also very beautiful and charming. A girl of the class of Widuri is unlikely to be a woman intruding on someone else's household. Moreover, his household which incidentally is a childhood friend of Widuri.
"But who is that woman?" Runi fretted as she kept a big question mark on her mind.
Day after day continued to pass in fret that increasingly tormented the inner Runi. But he also lost Popo, the little dog who always accompanied and comforted him in silence. The little gray dog disappeared without a trace like it was swallowed by the earth. Of course, Runi felt very lost because Popo just disappeared without any cue at all.
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