REASONS FOR FALLING IN LOVE
RFFIL 3
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As he remembered, he was reading a novel that Ambar had lent him. After an archery training session, Anindya and Ambar went to eat chicken noodles at a nearby tavern where they were training. The two chat about everything, starting from the race they will participate in, college assignments and also the main topic of friends. Who else if not the killer lecturer. Mahesa Ardi Langga's.
The man whose presence was shocking as well as annoying to Anindya. I don't know, Anin was just not so fond of the attitude of the lecturer. Indiscriminately said, if he and Ambar had no intention to practice but only mejeng there. But he doesn't know the truth.
While in class maybe Anindya will wade thumbs up and admit, that the man is qualified in explaining the lesson. Even the reference source book book that the man has is very much, Anindya can see it when accidentally into the lecturer's room and put attendance presence next to Mahesa's desk.
But due to the man's annoying and haughty demeanor, it seemed like Anindya had to pull back her thumb.
Waita minute. Why be discussing that issue, there are more important things. Where and how did he get here?
After returning unconscious, Anindya can find out if she is no longer in the boarding room or dreaming. He had already confirmed it by pinching his own arm and it turned out to be sore.
The problem is, why did the name change? But his face is still the same, just looks more cute. Duller. Or ugly with various pimples adorning his face. Don't forget also, his body that slightly gave off an unpleasant aroma. Only her hair could still be said to be close to good.
He looked out the window, the surrounding scenery was the same. Not much different. Like the environment in a colossal movie of old times.
He doesn't know what or how, how he got here. That he doesn't know where and how to get back to where he came from. Anindya thought hard, beating her head.
And when he hit his head,
Ningrum—the woman who was younger than him was none other than his servant screaming in fear because she saw Anindya would hurt her.
“Ndoro princess, please don't be like this if indeed Ndoro princess feels pain servant will call back the healer.”
Anindya shook her head.
Had enough. He no longer wanted to smell the aroma and bitter taste of the medicine given by the Physician, yes he succeeded but he wanted to try again. Given the taste, Anindya shuddered.
“Is there anything Ndoro princess needs? Let the servant take it.”
Anindya shook her head.
“Is Ndoro hungry or thirsty?”
Again Anindya shook her head answering every question Ningrum.
“Can I ask?”
“Hamba ready to answer questions from Ndoro putri.” Ningrum cupped his palms together.
Ningrum let out his breath. Ki Ageng, the healer who treated his master, said that the impact on his master's head made him forget everything about himself and also the people around him. Therefore his duty as a companion as well as his servant must explain slowly the land until his master can return as before.
“This is in Wirabhumi¹ region more precisely in the residence of Wiyasa Bhadrika who is a Watek² region of Wirabhumi duchy. Raden Rara Saraswati is the second son of Raden Bhadrika's concubine Gusti Ayu Sekar Arum.”
Anindya listened carefully to every explanation from Ningrum.
Okay, so I'm the second son of a concubine.
“Then, what happened to me?”
Ningrum lowered his gaze, but Anindya knew if her question had agitated Ningrum.
“I asked, why are you such a fear?”
“Hamba apologize Ndoro, if this servant does not go to leave Ndoro princess alone to the market. Maybe it won't happen. Slave deserved to be punished.”
Again like that, what does it mean to try?
“Can you explain again what happened to me, because I really don't remember it at all.”
“Raden Rara Utari who caused this all,” said Ningrum lirih.
Who is Utari?
“Who is he?”
“He was the first child of Raden Bhadrika and his first wife, Gusti Ayu Larasati as well as Ndoro's older sister princess.”
“Why did he do that to me?”
“Hamba does not know the exact cause, but from what I know since childhood Raden Rara Utari always harassed Raden Rara Saraswati. So I always remember, but after growing up the dislike for Ndoro getting worse. Ndoro Putri Utari did not even hesitate to torture or take anything owned by Ndoro daughter Saraswati.
As happened three days ago, Raden Rara Utari pushed Ndoro into a fish pond in the park. Even the head of Raden Rara Saraswati had stumbled upon stone.”
So, I had a half-sister and it turns out that she doesn't like me.
Anindya puffed her breath. Woke up to be a noble daughter, but instead had a sister who liked bully. Where is this chaotic appearance.
Wait, I just realized. The name of the name he mentioned earlier is no stranger to my ears.
Ningrum looked towards his mistress who was frowning. Like thinking hard.
Puk!
Anindya hit her forehead.
I think a story like ‘ once I wake up is in novel’ only in the fiction stories I read. Such a thing, of course, would never exist. Until I experienced it myself.
“Ndoro princess, please don't hit the head again. What if Raden Rara Saraswati collapses again? Ki Ageng said, don't force yourself to remember. Slow down.” Said Ningrum looking at Anin with a worried face.
Again Anindya puffed her breath. The girl in front of him thought that she had lost her memory, but it wasn't really like that. How can he fit into the story of the novel he is reading. The novel ended tragically with his death.
After a shitty day that ruined her mood because of that man, now she must be stranded in the world of novels. There is no other bad luck.
How did he get back to his world?
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FOOTNOTE
¹Wirabhumi: The location is now in Blambangan, Banyuwangi, and is led by Bhre Wirabhumi who is one of the princes of Majapahit or the son of Hayam Wuruk.
²Watek : For a county-level region called Watek with the leader of a wiyasa or tumenggung.