RADEN ABINAYA AGRA

RADEN ABINAYA AGRA
THEIR MOOD


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Raden Abinaya Agra was training with his brother. Both of them looked very serious with the direction of the arrows they released. Various types of target places that they will target.


CTAKS.


Princess Gantari Wardani has managed to shoot a target in a high tree gap, a place that is quite difficult to reach.


"May you also yunda, but look at this?." Raden Abinaya Agra did not want to lose, he targeted a target board that was between a stone and a fairly large tree.


"Are you able to target that place rayi? Don't talk too much if you can't do it."


"Don't underestimate me."


Raden Abinaya Agra opened fire, and they were all witnesses, if he had managed to conquer that target.


"Can you see that? I've done it very precisely on target."


"You don't have to be proud of yourself, there are still many targets that we haven't darted, and we're still one and the same."


"Well, if it's like that."


Both of them seemed very excited about what they were going to do. Archery match, who has the most arrows on the target board?. Then he's the winner.


The soldiers who saw it were certainly very much waiting for it. Because they are very happy to see how the style will be used by Raden Abinaya Agra and Princess Gantari Wardani when archery. Not just removing arrows, but they use their inner power to help the arrows feel more alive.


"It looks like you guys are so excited." There was someone greeting them, so the two turned around to see who it was.


"The abinaya admaja?." Both of them were a little surprised to see the existence of Raden Abinaya Admaja who is their older brother only different mother only.


"You're too excited about the archery exercise, don't you feel sorry for the soldier who picked up all the arrows you released?."


Raden Abinaya Agra and Princess Gantari Wardani noticed the soldiers who had difficulty loading the arrows they had released earlier that hit.


"How many arrows have you released? Do you still want to play darts?."


They looked back at the surroundings and laughed awkwardly, feeling guilty about what they had done. It was fortunate that the soldiers did not feel any objection at all.they also seemed excited about picking up all those arrows.


"I'm sorry Raka, we're just excited today."


"That's Raka, we're just excited."


Both of them seem misbehaved and try to find an excuse.


"Are you?." Raden Abinaya Admajanahla his breath saw the behavior of his sisters who were excited.


"But what makes hell come here? Isn't the main palace quite far from here?."


The deg!.


Raden Abinaya Admajater was shocked to hear the question from his younger brother.


"Don't you run away?." Princess Gantari Wardani and Raden Abinaya Agrase simultaneously tried to shoot the reason why their older brother was there?.


Duakhs!.


The two got a lot from Raden Abinaya Admaja.


"I came here with a very clear purpose, I didn't run away! You guys don't talk to me like that!." It was with a very loud voice.


"Raka! We will report this to mother dyah chandrawati! That the son he was most proud of was acting only to his sister!." Princess Gantari Wardani grimaced in pain as she pointed to her brother.


"I will report this violence to Retania wardani's mother." Raden Abinaya Agra also seemed upset that he had been beaten by his brother.


After that both look compact backwards?.


"Then what about us?."


"For a while we just pick up all these arrows, after that we go back to doing the next task."


At least that was what they had in mind for being abandoned by their two young masters?.


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Sigra Sadubi was cleaning the room at the time, but at that time someone came to him with a very sad look on his face.


"Today there are twenty young men who are whipped to death."


"Kegh!." It felt like his heart was really squeezed so hard by something called a very burning grudge.


"They were all caught, and were immediately executed by Patih gardapati mahawira." He tried to suppress his pain. "It's so cruel what they've done, it feels like it's powerless for me to revolt again." From the look on his face was how deeply sad in his heart. His chest ached considering what had happened in the past, a terrible incident against those who intended to carry out a rebellion in this country.


"We must not give up just because of that inhumane threat." With a very painful feeling he tried to strengthen his heart. "We will not back down even the footprints, strengthen our hearts to carry out this rebellion." The burning heat in his heart was still very strong. "We can't give up! Fight to give freedom to those of us who have suffered for so long!." It felt like he let out all those painful feelings, but he had to be strong for the independence he had to achieve.


"Alright, then, I will tell all of them to continue this rebellion!." There was a feeling that arose in his heart to do so.


"Tell them, don't give up! It is better to die in battle than to sacrifice ourselves every day, just to pay taxes to useless people like the great man!." His emotional turmoil is increasing.


"Yes, I will tell all of them that we will continue to fight for our independence from those who have dared to suppress our pride as human beings!." A fire of spirit had appeared in his heart.


"I'm waiting for your next news."


"Then I say goodbye, sampurasun."


"Rampes."


"You're also careful here, if you're having trouble don't hesitate to call us all." After saying so he immediately left the place.


Duakhs!.


He hit the table with a vengeful feeling, his heart ached so much he got such painful news from one of the friends who wanted to fight.


"How dare they do that! I'll kill them with my hands one day." In his heart he had promised to do that with a very burning turmoil. "Blood spilled from our nation! You will pay with all your blood one day!." In his heart swore to avenge the death of his comrades-in-arms who wanted independence. Fighting spirit!.


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In a place.


"Have you made it into the palace?. Is everything safe?."


"We have done it as much as possible, and we have made it into the palace."


"But you must be careful, because the news I hear, is not only that cruel King that we must avoid, but also the Patihnya who likes to look face to face before the cruel King."


They all seemed to be discussing what they were going to do at that moment.


"Our struggle must not be in vain, this is all for the sake of our future grandchildren who desire a better life than we do today."


"Yes, you strongly agree, we have to do it very carefully for the sake of a better future."


"Hopefully our struggle will not be in vain!."


"Live to be free!."


Shouted them excitedly smouldering. The spirit to be free from the class of people who are very cruel in their lives. Will it work for what they will do?. Support them to gain independence.


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