REASONS FOR FALLING IN LOVE

REASONS FOR FALLING IN LOVE
RFFIL 8'S


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“Please Your Majesty,” Wiyasa Bhadrika welcome the dinner they have prepared for the crown prince to eat.


“Wah, the aroma is really appetizing. It seems like this is really delicious, is the name of this food uncle, because it was the first time I saw it?”


Wiyasa Bhadrika looks towards his wife.


The wife just smiled.


“The name of this food is chicken betutu, sate lilit, rujak bulung and also lawar.” Answer Ayu Larasati.


“New first time I heard it, is this a new recipe?”


Again - again Ayu Larasati smiled at the question of the man titled crown prince.


“No prince, this is an old recipe that does not come from here. More precisely not from the kingdom of Majapahit or the surrounding region.”


Everyone there looked astonished.


“I mean this aunt is not a recipe from our kingdom? Not from our ancestors?”


“Ya, Your Grace.”


“Then, where is this recipe?”


“Beyond kingdom, Your Grace.”


Wikramawardhana turned to Raden Jayakarsa.


“Let me first taste this food Prince.”


Wikramawardhana invited, while Wiyasa Bhadrika and Ayu Larasati smiled understandably. Indeed, they must be careful with it, especially the prince in front of them already bears the status of crown prince who will one day replace the position of the king who is currently in power. Hayam Wuruk's.


Raden Jayakarsa tasted all the food, and the result was nothing. Instead he was made surprised by the taste of the cuisine, so delicious and appetizing.


Raden Jayakarsa cleared his throat, “Prince's welcome.”


“Wah, Kakang. It seems you enjoy it yourself, too, no, let's not be ashamed. We are all hungry, and the food is delicious. I'm sure whoever cooked it was really skilled.”


Raden Jayakarsa was just a whimper looking at his cousin's childish behavior. While Wiyasa Bhadrika and Ayu Larasati and everyone there just smiled.


All the food served on the table, no more left. They admitted that it was the best food they had ever eaten.


They think the meat turns out vegetables are made in such a way as meat, there are also foods that look ordinary but once eaten it is very fresh in the mouth. What else all the cooking is presented when in a state of hot steam.


Wikramawardhana is not even shy to add several times, as well as Raden Jayakarsa who is silent - silent is also very fond of the food.


Other main dishes such as, Jukut Harsyam, duck soup cooked with young bananas. Everything forms a fresh savory flavor.


In addition there is also a Yellow Chicken formulated with traditional Balinese betutu seasoning. As a staple food, there is Weas Paripurna, a combination of black, yellow, red, and white rice that must be arranged according to the cardinal points.


And do not forget the last dish is Srebad which is made of ginger, cloves, lemongrass, cinnamon, sambang, and sugar. This drink is brownish red with a sweet and warm taste and a wajik of glutinous rice which is an ancient snack of Majapahit.


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“Uncle thanks for this dinner, the meal I ate was really delicious.” Wikramawardhana.


Now everyone is sitting back and enjoying a warm drink served and all the tableware has been brought to the kitchen because they have finished eating.


“Hamba is honored, for being able to entertain His Majesty in this humble servant's residence and also with what food is.”


Wikramawardhana laughs at the humble words of Wiyasa Bhadrika.


“May I ask, who forced all the dishes Uncle?”


Wiyasa Bhadrika turned to his wife again.


“What's aunt? But didn't aunt also just arrived with us.”


“Indeed not the servant of His Highness prince.”


“Then who?”


“It was the daughter of the servant, Your Grace.”


Everyone who was there furrowed their eyebrows and simultaneously turned their heads towards the left side of Ayu Larasati. There was Utari sitting.


Feeling noticed, Utari looked down embarrassed - embarrassed.


While Ayu Larasati again - again smiling.


“Not the daughter of Utari's servant His Highness the Prince, but the daughter of another servant.”


“Who?”


“—wait a minute, auntie means Saraswati?”


“True His Majesty Prince.”


Everyone there was shocked. A whisper was heard among the people present there. Guards, servants and other officials.


How not? The brand knows very well that the second daughter of Wiyasa Bhadrika is such an ugly woman, rarely seen out of the Wiyasa residence herself. Even the last news from what they heard, the second princess was now losing her sanity and how could the person suffering from it be able to serve food as delicious as this.


Some of these officials are slanted, of those present there are not all like Wiyasa Bhadrika who is so close and respected by Wikramawardhana. Even after one of his sons was elected to the Majapahit royal family.


Behold, in their hearts silent laugh at the pale face of Wiyasa Bhadrika.


They know very well, indirectly Wiyasa Bhadrika is insulting a member of the royal family, the crown prince.


And everyone knows what punishment they deserve, is the death penalty.


But unlike Ayu Larasati who looks ordinary, his face is actually radiant - a series. In contrast to Utari who had seen the look of her face turned turbid, her hands clenched tightly holding the anger in her chest. She felt humiliated by Saraswati.


Fucking woman! See what I'll do later. It's in the heart.


Raden Jayakarsa was equally surprised.


Can the woman cook? Batin Raden Jayakarsa's.


Wikramawardhana laughs happily.


“And, where my sister-in-law is now aunty, why isn't she here?”


“Although His Highness the prince, I will call my servant's daughter here.”


The servant who understood the words of his master, immediately ran towards the place where Saraswati or Anin was.


Anin then passed by the service. The three rushed towards there, they did not want to make the crown prince wait too long.


Anin's arrival there immediately became the center of attention.


Even an adoring gaze emanated from the opposite sex.


“Receive the salute of His Highness the crown prince's servant, pardon the delay of the servant in saluting and the coming of the servant before His Highness the crown prince.”


Anin is in front of Wikramawardhana.


Same with Ningrum.


“I accept your worship.”


“Kakanda, can I call you that?”


Anin was surprised to hear that.


It turned out that this man knew manners, worthy of appreciation for his humility.


“Please Your Majesty, Your Majesty can call such servant.”


“Yes, I will call you Kakanda because you will marry my cousin this is not it?” Wikramawardhana tries to tempt Raden Jayakarsa.


Everyone is crying and some are smiling. But that is not the case for Utari who may now have his head blown out because of his anger.


“Good sister, are you really the one who cooked all the food we enjoyed?”


“Really Your Majesty, please forgive me for asking this. Did the food not suit His Majesty's taste? If yes, I beg your forgiveness” said Anin still in a position of calm.


Better to apologize, than have my neck slit. But yes, not good? You see Ambar if I cook can forget myself, can add how many times he. Ningrum too, from earlier muji - muji continue. Time yes, not good?


“Kakanda,”


Wikramawardhana's voice breaks Anin's daydream.


“Ya, Your Grace.”


“Think of it so good, thank you. I didn't expect if you could cook food as delicious as that—” and then turned to look at your cousin Raden Jayakarsa.


“—even Kakang Jayakarsa to forget himself, several times adding rice.” Smiling meaningfully.


Wiyasa Bhadrika and some officials there cleared their throat to hear that.


“—ah, not only Kakang Jayakarsa. Except for all of us, including me.” Then he laughed.


Heart what's up? Please face condition Anin. Praised time is you baper, my goodness.


Anin lowered her head in embarrassment.


“Oh, Jagad Dewa Bathara. Sorry to make my sister blush with my praise, I only represent Kakang Jayakarsa who can not be as romantic as praising her partner. Unopen. So Kakang?” wikramawardhana says raise his eyebrows.


Everyone there hid their smiles.


Raden Jayakarsa himself could only sigh. He knew this was going to happen. Given the ignorant nature of his cousin's sister.


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The night was getting late, everyone had returned to their homes.


Likewise with the crown prince who has now fallen asleep soundly with his stomach full.


While Raden Jayakarsa was silent - silent is now observing something or rather someone who is now in the back garden.


The man was suspicious, Raden Jayakarsa followed him.


Anin who did not know she was being followed still walked to enjoy the breeze of the night, the clear sky with a stretch of stars that adorn the darkness of the night.


Hearing someone coming, Raden Jayakarsa hid behind a tree.


“Ndoro, it's night come on in. Night wind is not good for health.”


Ningrum with a breath of breath - puffing approached Anin. He has been searching for the whereabouts of his master. Only then did he know, if Anin's habit of going to the park at night.


“Alright, alright, you are so chatty like grandma - granny.” Joking Anin


“Ndoro,” Ningrum's face bends in hearing Anin's sneer.


While Anin laughed at the look on his servant's face.


The two walked back to the room, but stopped when Raden Jayakarsa appeared.


The two looked at each other for a while, but before long because Ningrum immediately gave a respectful greeting to Raden Jayakarsa.


“Isn't it late at night? Not good for a woman out at night.”


“I just out in this park only, then is it also not good Raden?”


Anin tried to smile as sweetly as possible. Even though he actually wanted to curse at the figure in front of him.


“I just reminded, Adinda.”


Pfft— what did he say just now, adinda? My ears didn't hear me wrong, did they?


“Thank you for Raden's attention, but as Raden saw. This garden is inside my father's residence, so nothing will happen. Besides I am also used to walking - the road at night.”


“Is that?”


“Ya,” Anin replied briefly.


“Enemy can be anywhere.”


“That's true, and sometimes without us realizing the enemy itself is someone close to us. Then I beg you to resign, Raden.”


Anin's heart ached immediately. Sick when considering the main character in this novel died because of the punishment he received from her husband or the male lead who is none other than Raden Jayakarsa himself. Plus the guy's face was similar to that shitty killer lecturer. Then his anger was many times what he felt.


Sucks.


Raden Jayakarsa just stared at the departure of a woman who was none other than his future wife.


For the first time the two met and spoke in person.


The woman, for a moment her cheeks met and in a moment her eyes turned like fire ready to devour whatever was before her.


I clearly saw him just now, was he angry with me?


Raden Jayakarsa walked back to his room.


He laid his body on the bed. His mind floated considering his first encounter on the figure of the woman.


Anin's cooking made her eat many times, her charming look when she first saw it.


How when he came all the eyes of the man looked at him.


Faces of ayu. Petite lips, yellow skin, black hair like marble that is beautifully seperated waist, slim body wrapped in a patterned fabric with calm color similar to the color of his skin. Neat eyebrows lined up like ants. And his alluring smile.


Very different from the news of birds circulating so far. Even the speech is soft but keeps firmness in it.


Like that ....


sometimes without us knowing the enemy itself is someone close to us


So said.


“Actually what is he talking about? Insinuate her? Or what?” raden Jayakarsa's.


Tonight his mind did not stop thinking about Anin or Saraswati.


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