The Companion
Ch. 22 Longing

Prince Sethyawan was a diligent, agile and courageous boy. From a small talent is very extraordinary. All the books in the royal library were finished reading by the time he was eleven.

One hundred pages of the book he was able to read within three to five days. Even the writers who were invited to test the Prince were all amazed by his ability in comprehending the contents contained within.

When the kingdom was attacked by the Mongols, the Prince appeared and assisted the royal generals in organizing the strategy.

No one hated the Prince because he preferred to be free and not interested in politics. Getting along with the people is more fun than having to live in a kingdom full of rules.

Until one day the sister of the King's third concubine wanted his position as a prospective heir to the kingdom.

" Kakanda, allow sister to help the King in governing the kingdom. "please ask her sister.

" Whatever you want as long as you can be a wise leader later when the King dies Brother will always support from afar. "

" Sister believes under your leadership the Sun Kingdom will advance and prosper. "

" Thank You for the trust placed in Adinda. "

The decision of Prince Sethyawan was also presented before the King and the Ministers while discussing the problems of the people based on the results of the report given by Prince Sethyawan.

All were amazed when the Prince gave the throne that should have been his.

At the same time the Prince asked permission to seek knowledge to China.

Because the Prince often heard from traders in the harbor that there literature was very advanced.

Although with a heavy heart the King and the empress gave permission to her son.

" Lad, be careful there. Their customs and culture are different from ours." The empress' message as she hugged the Prince.

Memories that the Prince never forgot while with his mother before leaving the land of birth.

Wawan planted in his mind and mind the aroma of his mother's body, the aroma of fragrances used, tenderness and beauty as a means of healing longs later.

Vinisi ship gradually moved to die in Java to the land of bamboo curtains.

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" Are we going to spend the night here." asked Dewi Rengganis to make Wawan aware of the current situation

" Wawan is imagining a situation where Prince Sethyawan lives and is surrounded by people who love him. "

" Anis, you are indeed a destroyer of moods. "

" *There's still plenty of time. We are still in the tomb. Dangerous......"

" Now it's important that you practice using the ring*. "

" Imagine the place you want to go right now. "

Wawan's mood still remembered the moment where Prince Sethyawan hugged his mother.

Wawan is remembering the smell of someone's body that sometimes crosses his mind.

Wawan was taken to the moment of the last meeting of Prince Sethyawan hugged his wife.

Remembering his promise.

He remembered the scent of his wife's body mixed with blood before he died.

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" N***do..... Anis. "call Wawan with closed eyes.

" Dewi Rengganis." called Wawan back.

" This scent is a scent that belonged to my wife in the past. I memorized very well with this body scent. "huggle Wawan tightly

" This smell of the body reminds me of my promise to her. "

" Uhuk......" Wawan heard a cough made by someone.

" Haven't gotten it yet....? " said a man with a high tone.

" She's not your wife, son..... My son is not married yet "the voice of the woman reminds me.

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Father and Mother still do not understand why until tonight Citra is still unconscious.

Astari has done various ways to wake her daughter up. Several doctors acquaintance of her husband deliberately invited to examine Citra. They said Citra had a depression that made her body shaken.

While the results of the discussion with the companion of his ancestral tribe owned Citra shackled somewhere.

" Mother is there no way to call Citra's tribe back..?"

Ask her husband as they sit next to her son's bed

" Mother has got a way related to the summoning of the tribe. "

" But the risk is not the Citra tribe that enters, it can even be something unwanted that comes and controls our child's body. "

When Father and Mother Citra were discussing suddenly appeared a man was hugging the body of his son.

Shouting to call someone's name.

" is..... The anis..... "

" Goddess Rengganis.... " Hearing a familiar name called Astari immediately knew who was hugging her child. He looked to the right and left looking for something.

" Astari calm your husband. Although inappropriate but in this way can call your son's tribe back. "

Goddess Rengganis gave orders to Astari.

Immediately holding the arm of her husband who was about to force the body of Wawan.

" This aroma. "

" Dewi Rengganis. I memorized very well with this body scent. "huggle Wawan closely*

" This smell of the body reminds me of my promise to her. "

" Uhuk......" Wawan heard a cough made by someone.

" Haven't gotten it yet....? " said a man with a high tone.

" She's not your wife, son..... My son is not married yet "the voice of the woman reminds me.

In the corner of the room Dewi Rengganis laughed out loud that only Wawan and Astari could see his mother Citra

" Hitting people's children carelessly. "

" hi - hi - hi.... " Dewi Rengganis laughs happily over people's suffering.

Wawan was shocked when he opened his eyes. He saw that he was hugging the body of Mba Citra witnessed by Mother and Father.

"Lho, how can Wawan be in this room....? " Without confusion and shame

" oops.... Aunties....Wawan apologized for sassy hug Mba Citra without permission. "

When Citra's father was about to scold Wawan, the voice of his son called.

" Dad, don't you be mad at him. "

Astari and her husband turned around and hugged their son.

" You've woken up, son. " said Astari in tears of joy. Hugging his son's body. Kissed her cheeks and then hugged again.

" What happened to you, son...? " the look on his face Citra

" Mother is very worried. "

" Mother to despair because it does not find a way to make you back." in the hug tightly the child's body just puppet.

" Mother, Citra can't breathe. "

Astari loosened her embrace.

After being able to move freely, Citra corrected her sitting position by leaning against the wall of the bed.

" Mother still remembers the picture of that time..." Astari nodded

" Mommy sees not when someone with a face like Citra is stabbed from behind by someone...? "

Astari nodded back.

" When that happened Citra's chest was very painful. The image of seeing Mother in the distance. "

" Pictra calls the name of Mother. Why did Mother not come.....? "

Astari looked confused and felt guilty. He recalled that he was in shock to see the bloody scene.

" Mother cannot move the body of Nak. "

The image is understandable because however they never see events that seem real in front of their eyes.

The image continues the story.

" In a state of pain came an old grandfather approached Citra and brought Citra away from it. "

" The grandfather was good, because he wanted to treat the pain in Citra's chest. Even the grandfather also taught Citra about medicine. "

" Image introduced various types of medicinal plants and their functions and the place where the medicine grew. Both ordinary plants and rare plants. "

" After it is felt enough to master the knowledge mastered by the grandfather. The image is delivered back to the place where Citra first came and left. "

" I'm confused on how to get back here. "

" Many people pass by but none can be questioned. The image is like a curious spirit Bun. "crying Image broke... Caught her both hands covering her face.

After calm, back Citra storytelling

" Time goes on, civilization changes. There was a lot of war going on in that place. "

" Till one night Citra remembered the man's promise to his wife. "

" Picture then calls him .....My husband please pick me up. I'm afraid to be alone here. "

" You mean how to call a husband to someone you haven't married....? "

" Say it clearly...!!! "

Dad Citra's voice tone slightly rose while her daughter haphazardly called out to others with the word husband.

" Keep Citra must call hey you here so. "tone full of emphasis.

" You know how many years the image in nature is...? " Images scream because of emotions

The mood was silent again. The image was tightly grasped by Astari.

" Continue your story, son....!!! "

" One time Citra saw someone planting teak tree shoots. From the beginning until they can cut down four times well. "

" The image sees a child still carried on his shoulders, then walking, teenagers, adults, married, have children, have grandchildren and grandchildren have grandchildren. "

He spoke with a tone full of despair

While staring at Wawan Citra continued his story back.

" My husband... Please pick me up.... how long will you come....? "

" From a distance, someone walks closer. Like looking for something. "

Layat lamat Citra heard what he said. "

" This scent is my wife's scent. I memorized the scent of this body said the man. "

" This smell of the body reminds me of my promise to her. "

"Dead half excited image of Dad.... Whoever he is. he came to pick up Citra. "

" Image saw Wawan. "

" Image approaches him. "

" *Partner just wants to make sure this is real.....Try to hug Wawan.

" The image can feel the warmth of his body..."

" Image smelled her scent the same as her husband.although she knew the one being hugged was Wawan*. "

" Picture itself confused Dad...But there is rejection and longing that overlap.Partra like not Citra but this Citra. "

" Until the body of the image as taken over....My husband picked me up.. "

Unknowingly Citra got out of bed to Wawan and went into his arms.