Srikandi Tanah Pasundan
Meeting in Pakualaman

Sari woke up from her sleep while smelling the smell of coffee. The exact wall clock shows at eight in the morning. Sari did not find Doni next to her. With a lazy bit Sari got off the bed and walked slowly out of the room.

"Eh, Sari's mbak is awake! Come here for breakfast first! Mbak Pur is already ready for the likes of Mbak Sari, fried rice with a small sliced cucumber!" Sapa mbak Pur once saw Sari walking into the dining room.

"Where is bang?" Sari asked after taking a sip of her coffee once.

"Mas Doni is in the back, again feed his favorite koi fish! He said he wanted to see the fish!" Mbak Pur thrust a plate of warm fried rice at his employer.

"Still mbak," Sari fed a spoonful of fried rice into her mouth. His eyes glanced at the television, news about the condition of Yogyakarta after the Nergal attack was being aired.

"Serem also Yo mbak, I follow the news on tivi. The shadows are like boliwud piles, horrified!" Ma'am nyeletyuk, his hand pressed the loudspeaker button through the tv remote.

"Hollywood kali mbak, Bollywood mah India!" 

"Eleven twelve brethren, equally wud treemen!" Mbak pur slurping.

Sari watched the news while finishing her breakfast. Ruins of buildings in several corners of the city began to be cleaned and reorganized. 

Large coverage is also carried out by several television stations. Well, Sari missed a lot of important things in the human world. He was busy crossing dimensions to hunt down Airlangga. So the news of the chaos was not monitored by him.

Satrian Putra Ganendra owned by Pandji was not spared from the target of reporters. The faces of Al and Pakde Noto several times appeared to just provide information. 

"There's an impromptu artist of his cake!" Doni approached Sari and sat down at the dinner table with Sari.

"Hhm, quite manifest a delayed desire." Sari.

"That's a pretty good thing yo mbak, kumise kuwi lho orak nguati tenan marai pengen heeeeh!" Mbak Pur back chattering makes Sari chuckle.

"Mbak Pur is still looking at handsome men, beware there will be jealous you know!" Doni reminded, his hand grabbed Sari's coffee cup and drank it.

"Bak, make some coffee! My head is a little bit dizzy!" 

"Well me Doni, would you like to use regular sugar what is corn sugar? Or non-sugar?" Mbak Pur offers to Doni in a style like an advertising model, Sari was chuckled.

"Deeeh, long time no return to the house further tilted aja mbak Pur!" Grutu Doni while scratching his head.

"Morn sugar, let her be healthy!" Sari answered withholding laughter.

"Ready boss! Well mbak Sari so laugh mas Doni, not kayak semalem. Oranges keep his face, asem!" Ma'am Pur grinned and immediately went to the kitchen.

Sari shook her head and continued her breakfast.

"I think it's starting to get better." Doni grabbed the tv remote on the table, slightly adding to the volume. 

"Hhm, I'm worried about Pandji. What's the situation now, huh?!" He asked Sari.

"Pandjee? I'm sure he'll be fine, just need a little rest."

"What do we need to do with our plan?" Doni stared at his wife intensely.

Sari sighed, "Waiting, she will definitely come out."

"Yes, sooner or later he's out. What about Mika?"

Sari just looked at Doni with a smile, and sipped the rest of her coffee. His eyes can not be separated from the flat screen television that continues to broadcast special coverage Yogyakarta.

I'm waiting for the right time to pick up Mikaila.

******

One month after Pandji and Mika return to their normal activities, Sari contacts Al. He wanted to ascertain Pandji and Mika's current condition, as well as request permission from her.

After confirming everything, Sari closed the call. Doni is preparing to pack some luggage to take to Solo. Last month Doni and Sari had to go back and forth Solo - Semarang to prepare the young knights. 

"Now are we going to Jogja?" Doni asked after closing his bag.

"Yes, there's a small celebration tomorrow. Pandji's graduation, Mas Al invited us to come. It just so happened that Mika's parents were there too."

"Oh yeah, what an incredible coincidence."

"Nature seems to be on my side." A smile rose on Sari's lips. 

An optimistic feeling arose in his heart. Sari was sure that this time all the plans she had prepared would go well. 

"Everybody in?" Doni asked Sari who was still checking the luggage in the trunk.

Sari counted several large paper bags containing Pandji's favorite fruit chips and several other Snacks. "It looks like it's all!"

"Mbak Sari, how long will it take? Pur is still missing he mbak!"

"Yes Mbak Sari, me too. It's quiet if you're not at home!" Asri asked.

"Hmm, I don't know how long. I hope I can get back here again soon." 

"Be careful, ma'am! We're waiting for Sari to be here with Doni." 

Ms. Pur shed tears, she knew her employer's plan even though it wasn't much. He knew Sari had to deal with the soft guys again, mbak Pur also knew, this time Sari will face a tough opponent.

Sari said goodbye to both of her household assistants as well as other employees. For a moment Sari looked around the inheritance house mom Adeline. He sighed.

Hopefully I can come back here in a different condition.

A few hours later, Sari and Doni arrive at Pakualaman. The line of cars parked on the street shows there is a crowd in there.

"Looks like there's a lot of guests, beb!"

"I heard they were racing to make Pandji the daughter-in-law of his family. Some are even willing to make their daughter a concubine." Doni chuckles.

"Seriously? A concubine? God, that kid just graduated from school, but his wife-to-be is a lot!" Sari laughed.

"Lucky Pandji, still young haremnya many real! I want one too, eeeeh!" Doni let go of talking.

"What's? What did you say? Want to have a Pandji harem?" Sari said she couldn't believe Doni's words just now.

"Eeeh, no kidding! Suer, just want to but not! Really!" Doni was made wrong with Sari's sharp gaze.

"Revelation to macem-macem! Pake harem all over again!" Sari grumbled and nagged Doni.

"Yes .. yes, yes. We already nyampe nih want to get to Jakarta you ngomelnya?!" Doni asks Sari to stop talking, "Denger ya, forever my wife yes just one. That's you beb. No matter how ugly you are you are my wife I asked for and I pledge once in my life in front of mom and dad."

Doni's words successfully locked Sari's mouth. Sari's eyes were wet, as Doni held her in his arms. "Let's go down, see there's a welcoming committee!"

Doni pointed to a group of young people who looked friendly welcoming to guests. Sari got off the car followed by Doni. The beautiful face of Sari with a blend of Dutch Indo makes itself the center of attention.

"Weh there's a stray bule! Ayune As!" Tirta's whisper to Aswanta rang out in Sari's ear, she smiled.

"Whose guest is this, pal? You're in demand today!" Aswanta looked at Pandji.

Sari smiled back at the group of young people with high levels of curiosity. He walked over and asked one of the young men.

"His heart, are Mas Al and Mbak Selia at home?"

"Oh, this is Pandji's father's friend, right?" Tirta replied enthusiastically.

"Yes, I am Sari from Semarang, I have a promise with them. Can you take me?"

"Gee, with pleasure!" Tirta immediately hurriedly took the step of delivering Sari.

"Be careful Tirta, bring a bodyguard! Although old but not his father!" Ledek Mahesa.

Doni could only glance and stroke his own chest, "Patience, patience Don! Your fate has been cut as well as that of children. I feel like my Daddy's sugar!" He mumbled a little annoyed.

Tirta takes Sari and Doni to the mother house to meet Selia and Al. A friendly smile from Selia welcomed Sari's arrival.

"How are you doing Sari? We finally meet again after so long!"

"good. How's Selia herself? Seemingly? Oh yes meet, this is my husband Doni!" Sari sontak introductory speech made a young man named Tirta gawk, he did not expect if the man who was with Sari was her husband.

With a dazed face he bailed back to the pendopo to call Mika and Pandji. Tirta still could not believe her hearing, once again she turned around and looked at Sari from a distance.

"True Mahesa said, the man was no ordinary bodyguard!"

Light-hearted hospitality also occurred among the three. Like a friend who has not met for a long time. Laughter also intersperses the conversation of the three.

"Mas Doni is not the one who used to be in Indramayu?" Ask Selia in between their talks.

"Yes mbak, when I met I was young, still handsome .. now that is still durable and the same is only the item!" Reply Doni with his joke grin.

"Mas Doni can, even if the item and already .. aged but his wife is still beautiful like this. Lucky for this Doni! Look, Sari is still like a twenty-five year old girl!" 

"I am confused also mbak Selia, have a beautiful wife is a blessing what a disaster huh?!" Doni's reply was spontaneously presented with a pinch of Sari in his stomach making Selia giggle amusedly.

Mika and Pandji come to join, so does Alaric.

"Hi mas Pandji, do you still remember me?"

Pandji scratched his head from lazily remembering, "No!"

"Mas Pandji has forgotten the ghost of a masked dancer?" Al reminds his son back to the events of a dozen years ago.

"Oh, yes, take a little!" Answer Pandji briefly.

"Pandji has grown up mbak Sari, but mbak Sari is still the same as before. Young and beautiful," Pandji's father spoke with a friendly laugh making him successful in getting his wife's friendly pinch on the waist.

Sari laughed amusedly at him, "Yes as you can see, I am very young,"

"Miss Sari is how old is she?" Tanya Pandji.

"Pandji, it's not polite to ask so father's friend" Selia's mother reminded.

"Sorry," said Pandji quickly.

Sari chuckled, "My age is forty years old, and mas Pandji can call me Aunty now, not Miss Sari again."

Pandji and Mika are slightly surprised to hear Sari's age. There is not the slightest sign of aging shown Sari, be it wrinkles or gray hair. Although Sari does not use makeup, she really looks like a girl of Mika's age.

"I remember Pandji's favorite food, fruit chips right?"

Sari opened the large paper bag she was carrying and handed it to Pandji.

"In the car there are many more specifically for mas Pandji?"

"Is this some kind of bribe?" Pandji asked with a big smile looking into a paper bag.

Sari chuckled, "Take it for granted, this is a small tribute to borrow some mica for a while. What can?"

Pandji and Mika stared at each other with puzzled expressions. Meanwhile, Pandji's father immediately nodded in agreement.

"Can anyone explain it to us?"