Ranula (Full History of Wounds)
The White Riding Prince????

Today is the day Zoya has been waiting for the most. He had even woken up once in the morning to help Aunt Nor cook prince Erlangga's favorite meal. Spicy fish sauce. Today they will go to the village, precisely to the warrior training ground, where said aunt Nor prince Erlangga was there to supervise the training of the man.

Zoya can't wait to meet Prince Erlangga. And he was also very curious about how the royal palace would form. What is it like in books and in movies??? Soldiers, ladies and gentlemen, and also the king and all his inhabitants. Zoya was really curious.

Although he misses his time, but it is undeniable, if the more days here, and the more he knows the story about the kingdom, Zoya is more interested in knowing all of it. But when Zoya's school really does not like the history story, which he thinks is too legendary and like a fairy tale. Zoya only likes stories that there is a white riding prince. Yes, he was so idolizing that unreal figure. Like a child indeed. But who would have thought that now he had entered into the kingdom, and met the real prince.

If you think, his life is strange and funny.

"Ana, let's put on your scarf first" aunt Nor said, making Zoya who was wearing her sandals slightly gasp

"Ah yes aunt, thank you" answered Zoya who immediately grabbed the shawl and used it to cover her face.

"I want to mirror aunt. I wonder what I look like now. Is it so weird?" ask Zoya.

Aunt Nor who was wrapping their provisions immediately smiled and shook her head slowly.

"You can reflect in the clear water later" Aunt Nor replied.

"Why in the water, isn't there a mirror?" zoya asked so strangely.

"Mirror is only used by the royal princess only Ana. Outside the kingdom no one can have it" Aunt Nor replied.

Zoya immediately disfigured her facial expression. What the fuck is that. Why is it so unfair. It's like they want to look beautiful themselves. Zoya becomes increasingly curious about the beauty of the royal princesses. Are they as beautiful as Nia ramadani? Or maybe as handsome as Jasmine Tookes, or even as sexy as Beyonce???

Geez, Zoya's mind is getting crazy living in this kingdom.

"Let's go" asked Aunt Nor, who again surprised Zoya.

"Ah yes aunty.but by the way, do I not look strange with this shawl?" zoya asked a little doubtfully. Zoya has almost forgotten her own face.

Aunt Nor chuckled looking at Zoya. They're starting to walk down the street now.

"You look so excited about Ana" Aunt Nor said.

Zoya immediately smiled embarrassedly hearing that.

"I've missed a lot of aunts. If my appearance is strange, I'm afraid people there will run away because they are afraid of me" Zoya replied, laughing funny

"You're covered up anyway, you still look pretty Ana. I'm even afraid that your beauty will be seen by the royal princesses" Aunt Nor said

"Why is that?" zoya asked, confirming her shawl. There's a good thing she's wearing a shawl, today's weather is pretty sunny and hot.

"They put a great deal of envy. They don't like anything that rivals their beauty. Especially if that person is a lower caste like us.

"Why is that? How strange. Is not the face of a person can not be determined how he was created. If it is beautiful, it is beautiful" Zoya protested

Aunt Nor laughed again at Zoya's upset face behind the scarf.

"Yes it should be. But what can be done. Royal princesses have a high right to each other" Aunt Nor replied

"What would they do if they saw a girl more beautiful than them?" ask Zoya

"Usually they will be punished or put into a lady-in-waiting, or if they don't like it, they will imprison that person" Aunt Nor replied.

"Good shit.excessive" Zoya muttered without thinking.

"Here you go, you don't have to think about it. Hopefully no one will realize your beauty later" said aunt Nor.

"I'm not a pretty aunt. There was not even the slightest graceful nod. It shouldn't be a threat to them" Zoya replied.

Aunt Nor smiled faintly as she looked at Zoya.

"If you wear silk clothes, I can confirm that you are more beautiful than them" said aunt Nor.

They walked through the forest with long paths leading them to the village. Far enough they walk. Maybe if there was a clock, they walked for almost three hours. Zoya's legs are even sore. They only stopped a few times. And that's because Zoya asked. What a great people today, can usually walk somewhere so far. Jeez, if it's like this every day maybe Zoya's legs can sag like Ade Ray.

But the exhausting journey was not too boring, because they passed through several villages and also the gardens of the villagers were verdant and very beautiful. What a view far from the city. Everything is done manually here. Even several times Zoya could see those who were pounding rice and cassava.

Soon, Zoya and Aunt Nor arrive at the gate of the village hall. Not a real gate, but like a gate made of red brick. Wow, it turns out that bricks have existed since this time.

"We're heading this way to a warrior training ground. The one on the right is immune to the village" said aunt Nor.

"Oh, it's different. Is it still far away aunt?" zoya asked, she was tired. Even the sweat had dried back in his wood

"No, in a moment" Aunt Nor replied.

Zoya just nodded and continued following Aunt Nor's footsteps.

But they immediately stopped in front of the gate, which was guarded by two soldiers probably.

"Do you want to see Juna?" ask the guy.

"Yes, I brought him some food. I haven't seen her in a long time" Aunt Nor replied.

"Who is this girl. Don't you know you can't bring a stranger in if you go in" said the soldier again

"This is my daughter, Juna's sister. He is not a stranger" Aunt Nor replied. Zoya smiled again at that.

"Why is his face covered?" ask the soldier again

"You're asking a lot, don't you know the rumors that are going around. I'm just afraid my daughter was kidnapped by that guy" Aunt Nor grumbled. He was not afraid of these two men.

"Oh, get in there. Too long arguing with him we can be beheaded prince later" said the boy's friend.

They let Zoya and Nor's aunt go, but their eyes could not escape from Zoya.

"Is it not just anyone can enter auntie?" zoya asked after being away from the guard.

"Yes, this is a forbidden area to go to. But because of prince Erlangga, I can enter as I please whenever I want" Aunt Nor replied

"Well, the prince is good" Zoya said.

Aunt Nor just smiled hearing that.

A few minutes later they arrived at the training ground.

Zoya was astonished to see this. The training ground was only limited by the rope that was clung to each other from end to end. And in the middle there are hundreds of soldiers with clothes that are quite strange but very unique. In the middle of the field there is like a shelter hall. And there sat some sturdy men with more unique clothes. As used by Prince Erlangga. Is that general's outfit???

Zoya gasps when she hears Aunt Nor talking to one of the soldiers.

"I want to see my son" aunt Nor said.

"Juna?" ask the soldier

"Yes, who else if not her" Aunt Nor replied.

"Alright, wait here" said the soldier who immediately ran to the middle of the field looking for aunt Nor's son.

Zoya still looked at the astonishment of such a vast training ground.

Until he suddenly gasped when he heard the sound of footsteps of horses running to chase each other just entering the field.

And Zoya's eyes widened when she saw a very handsome young man riding on his white horse.

"Prince Erlangga???????