RICH PRANAJA HEIR TO TIRTANALA
EPS 70 WHAT'S MY NAME?
EPS 70 WHAT'S MY NAME?
The rain missed in silence. Hugging your back when the turmoil of the heart can no longer I bend. Because playing with loneliness only gives birth to pain. When love cannot be expressed in words.
Pranaja's body froze in the tender embrace of a girl. Even his heartbeat sounded more resolute than his sigh. Because of the loneliness that gives birth to anxiety, it can never stem the turmoil of the heart that is so swollen.
“D..Snow Goddess.ap ..what are you doing? Let go of your hand,” he said in a trembling voice.
The Snow Goddess even further tightened her embrace. Pranaja's face looked confused, not knowing what to do.
“Snow Goddess, ja..don't you do this to me,” he said again.
“Why?”
“Later I can forget myself.”
The Snow Goddess smiled.
“Forget yourself forever. I'm happy instead.”
“Ta.but.”
“But what?”
“I will be melted into dust.”
The Snow Goddess was stunned at Pranaja's words, but did not let go of her embrace.
“Who will melt you into dust? Let me destroy him.”
“Myah.”
“What?”
“Say dad, I can only touch the girl I have tied up in a holy marriage. If I break it, I will be crushed into dust.”
“Hm..”
The Snow Goddess let out a long breath.
“Why Dew?”
“If it's your father, I don't dare to fight him either.”
“Why are you still hugging me?”
“I'll let go, but there are conditions.”
“Terms? What?”
“Call my name correctly.”
“What? Your name is the Snow Goddess, right?”
“That's my nickname Koplak. I'll have a name.”
Pranaja began to think, remembering the animated characters he often saw in comictoon.
“Frozen?”
“Not.”
“Snow White?”
“Not.”
“Elsa?”
“Not.”
“Rapunzel?”
“Not.”
“Cinderella?”
“Open!”
“Who's who? Mak Locker?”
“What?”
The Snow Goddess released her embrace. Pranaja immediately turned his body. Seeing the pretty girl's face pouting again. Angry again. His lips are soaked again.
“I'm not wrong, right?”
“What?”
“Tuh your face is whining, your lips are manyun, persiiisss mak Dropi.”
“Pranajaaa..”
The Snow Goddess was even more upset. The body of Pranaja's cungkring is the target of his pinches.
“Aw! Aw! Aw! Aw!”
Pranaja jumping because of amused and sick. Soon the parts of his body became red from pinches.
“Ampun!”
“Snow Goddess!” his yell. “You haven't told me what your name is?”
The Snow Goddess continued walking. Apparently he's really angry. When I was called Mak Lampir, Huh, there was no beauty!
Pranaja's body jumped high, darting ahead of the Snow Goddess. Then stand in his way.
“Alright, I'm sorry,” he said as he pulled something out from under his shirt. “I have a gift for you.”
The Snow Goddess stopped. Looked at that cute face deeply. These few days that cute face is always present in his dreams. But the young man was even more absorbed in his world. Pranajaaa.why should I fall in love with kamuu, her inner self.
“You want to prank again”
Pranaja shook his head, though,
“Millions!” exciting Pranaja.
Pranaja squatting. Both hands presented a bunch of Edelweiss flowers to the Goddess. The girl's face immediately shone. His smile grew so wide.
“Edelweis!”
“What?” The Snow Goddess silently stared. His mouth was open but speechless. There was a water point in the corner of his eye.
?
“Pranajaa! You were the only one who managed to guess my name,” he said.
Unexpectedly he hugged Pranaja's body back. This time from the front. Pranaja even gawk. Huh huh? Does the Snow Goddess' name mean Edelweis?
Edelweis hugged his body tightly. And a pair of chewy objects were re-attached to Pranaja's body. So soft and warm. The eyes of the cute young man instantly crumbled. Re-perceiving the incredible sensation that suddenly rose from his subconscious. Auwwhh. forgive me father.
***
After the adventures of Rich Pranaja in the land of perdu. The entire village along the Allbush plateau is back to normal. Life has gone on as usual. Okunumenda Village became the largest village and became a stopover for traders and tourists from other countries. The only village that survived the massacre of the Ice Palace troops belonging to the Sarju witch is now a trading center.
Villagers also recognized Edelweis as their queen and protector of the Allbush and Pranaja highland communities. Many new regulations applied by Pranaja that must be followed by all citizens of the Ice Palace kingdom. Including the marriage bond of youth and girl before they do the activity ‘culture planting.’
“Today is the last day of my existence in this country Village Chief. I will continue my journey back to my country, the earth of Nusantara,” he said with a face full of sadness. “For that I beg you all.”
The villagers who sat in front of him were crying. The loudest of course were the ten beautiful girls of the village chief's daughters from different wives. Their hopes for a relationship with Pranaja, their idol, have run aground. Mreka hugs her father's body, begging that she can undo Pranaja's intentions. But the village chief only shook his head.
“Already my children. Maybe Mr. Pranaja is not your soul mate. Be patient, you will definitely get in return,” he said trying to cheer them up.
‘Cannot be father,” said Mey, his eldest daughter, while wiping her tears. “Mountain youth here nothing as handsome as prana mas.huuu”
The other villagers were also crying over the departure of the young man whom they considered to have the power of the God.
“You are our life-saver. How is our next life,” they said.
Pranaja encouraged them by saying he would return to the top of Allbush, meet them again.
In the end, they had to let go of their idol.
Because love comes suddenly and goes without giving a cue.
In the Ice Palace, Queen Edelweis could not hide her sadness. He who has given up his heart must prepare to experience heartbreak for the first time in his life. But he did not blame Pranaja.
Love only knows the heart. He would stop at every heart regardless of his status and position.Pranaja embraced the body of Edelweis affectionately.
“Be careful of your people Queen Edelweis. They are your responsibility.”
Edelweis shook his head.
“I am only a queen of Pranaja. And forever the queen will never be king. You are the real king, for you have sat on my throne,”, said Edelweis. “I leave my palace in your heart, my beloved.”
Pranaja stared at that ice-clear face deeply. The head of Edelweis. The girl closed her eyes.
“You're not afraid of being scolded by your father?” he said with a smile.
Pranaja shook his head.
“I know my limits. I asked my father's permission anyway.”
“Hah? When?”
“Last night, I sent him your picture. And he nodded in agreement,” he said as he showed his phone. “Here he likes you too.”
‘And your father allowed you to kiss my head?”
Pranaja nodded his head.
“Not more?”
Pranaja shook his head.
“What if you break his permission?”
“I will crush it into dust.”
Edelweis stared at that cute face deeply. His love for Pranaja deepened. You're not the prince pictured on my imaginary screen Pranaja. More than that, you are the King who has saved many lives in the land of war. Including my heart.(I'll note it in my book later tonight), her mind.