The Heart of Vania
History of the Origins of the Three Brothers

The mystery now unfolds accidentally. In the silence of the night I could clearly hear Aunt Rima telling a story by running. Like a fairy tale from a land in the middle of nowhere that is beyond my reasoning but can not be denied that it is a fact of my family genealogy.

Seeing and hearing Aunt sobbing while telling it invites curiosity until I sharpen as much as possible my hearing.

Deg. Deg. Deg.

My tears just go. In our eyes, my parents are a pair of lovebirds with all their beauty. But in fact they have a love story that is full of bets and does not end happily.

Luckily, my sobs never made a sound so I could hear them through to the end.

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I sat dumbstruck in the room, like a dream it felt to discover the fact that our lives were actually connected to the sphere of one of the kingdoms/the sultanate that still stands in this country even though the name of the kingdom I heard just now is not as familiar as the kingdom/sultanate in my home region.

My Grand Master Crown Princess Dewi Anjani Dirayya is actually the name and title of my late mother, not Asmarini as stated on her identity card. His future Queen of the Moon River Kingdom who was expelled and ran away from his match in order to choose to live with his true love.

"Is this true? Or is Aunt just making up stories to get the sympathy of a Young Master?"

Bathinku was turbulent with suspicion. I tried to remember some of the names from Bibi's story as the key to putting together the puzzle pieces that were lying in my brain. I opened the laptop provided by Kak Litha while I was here, turned it on and started looking for information from the search engine on the internet.

The Moon River Kingdom.

Clik. There are several sites related to the keywords I typed, one of which is :

The Moon River Kingdom is the largest kingdom on the island of EX. Headquartered in BX Province covering AX and CX Provinces. The kingdom was formed under the leadership of King Pusawarman I since winning a war between several major tribes around the Moon River, the longest river on the island of EX in the struggle for power before colonial rule.

According to the history quoted from the 'Longest River Civilization on EX Island', the winner of the war was the Ragnaya Tribe, the oldest tribe known for its women's natural beauty. This tribe has an important role in the formation of a human civilization on the island of EX complex, in the sense of having a systematic life, both in tradition, culture, social society, law and system of government.

And next.

And next.

I typed again keywords in the browser information seekers such as Ragnaya Tribe, Raghi Dance, 14th King Pursawarman, BX Governor Bhrata Dharnika, Crown Princess, and Ragnaya Tribe women's curse. I keep opening all the related pages in the search engine. Scribbles of paper in front of me, connecting all the red threads that are interrelated, understanding to make your own theory.

No clockwork showing three o'clock in the morning, almost before dawn. I stared at the folio-sized paper sticks that were already full of my writing, the interconnected charts made me clack in amazement.

"Shi*t! All the information I can get even though I'm sure everything on the internet is just the outer skin. But none of them spoke of the Crown Princess. Only the Crown Prince, Prince Drana, Mother's evil half-brother. Did they deliberately not publish Mother as the Crown Princess of the first legitimate Empress? And-the curse of the Ragnaya tribe woman that Aunt mentioned earlier also does not exist at all," I said to myself tapping on the pen with eyes that are not separated from the laptop screen.

"Where else is there to find information about the kingdom? Ahh .. tired," lamented massaging the back neck, very sore.

I closed my eyes, accessed the memory of a dance that Mom taught me when I was a kid, and it was also said to be taught to my two brothers. I just found out it was Raghi Dance, one type of regional dance BX Province which is only performed during sacred ceremonies.

On the internet site that I read, about one of the cultural assets of this nation said:

Raghi dance is a dance that has a symbol of the identity of the direct line of the descendants of the King of the Moon River Kingdom. That said, this dance can only be danced by female descendants of the king and taught in a limited scope hereditary. However, in this day and age, this dance can be taught to anyone but not all can dance it whole and perfect.

According to the Royal Adviser of the Moon River who was once the source of the documentary interview 'Digesting the Success of the Exotic Country's Native Kingdom on EX Island', Raghi Dance was created at the time of King Pursawarman the I. The entire movement was created by the then King Empress known as Empress Kinanti. In the creation of each dance movement, accompanied by several sacred rituals with the aim that the Raghi Dance is embedded in the subconscious of women descendants of the king of the Moon River Kingdom who will continue the next king candidate.

Therefore, this Raghi dance will be taught when they are young or not yet puberty (getting their first menstruation). When the soul is still pure this dance will enter and settle in the deepest recesses. Once taught enough, it will be forever stored in memory. How to dance it is enough to concentrate the mind and concentration, then mention the word Ragnaya in the heart. That way all the dance movements will remember themselves and the body can immediately dance perfectly, even without previous practice.

I turned off the laptop, stood up to go to sleep. Tomorrow is the big day, Litha, I have to rest now, at least a few hours before attending the graduation procession. However, before I lay down on the bed, I idly tried to dance Raghi. Proving the truth of what Aunt Rima said and the site page.

I closed my eyes and stood in front of the dresser mirror. Concentrate and call my ancestral tribe, RAGNAYA.

"Well! That's incredible! This is the most epic surprise. This dance is a testament to us as descendants of the king. But why did Mom teach it to us when she ran away and was not considered in the king's family?"

Then I turned down and let my eyes stare at the ceiling of the room before going to bed. I smiled to myself and subconsciously muttered, "If Raghi Dance is true, is that curse real? The man who kisses the woman of the Ragnaya Tribe will always remember, and the one who conceives him will be bound to death. Means-"

My monologue paused, thinking of something, "It is fitting that Brother-in-law cannot escape Brother Litha, hihihi ... You must be Brother-in-law! Haha ... And-it could be true said Mother, even though the perpetrator of Kak Tisha's case is free from the snares of the law he is not completely free, until death his heart will be bound to Kak Tisha."

My monologue paused again, recalling what Aunt had said earlier.

That's what we are great about, Ragnaya's woman. That said, the women of our tribe after winning a great war in the past to form the Moon River Kingdom were given a curse as well as a gift by the ancestors. It is said to be a curse, because for every man who kisses us it will be a deadly opium especially if it is up to our body, his heart will be tied to the woman he smeared to death. Woe be to the man who intends to play Ragnaya's woman, for he can never turn his heart away to another woman even if he wants to.

That's how our ancestors protected their daughters, because there were so many immigrants in our land who were fascinated by the natural beauty we had. But ... We are also a gift for men who can take the heart of Ragnaya women. If our heart is already owned by a man, our loyalty is beyond doubt. Wherever you go and how long it takes, Ragnaya's woman doesn't care, she'll be waiting for him. Even when she was dead, Ragnaya's women would never seek a replacement.

A curse for men but a shield for women. I wonder, is the woman of the Ragnaya Tribe so weak to face men that it must be protected by ancestors? Or even an advantage that can be used by Ragnaya Tribe women to ensnare a man she likes.

"Should I kiss a man I like to get it? But--isn't that not natural?" I said giddy on the silent ceiling of the room, "Oh-to hell with curses and such! I have to sleep, otherwise, I can wake up later," I always pull the blanket up to the neck and close my eyes trying to fly to dreamland.

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"NOOOOO!!! BANGUUNN!!!"

Litha's shrill shriek hurt my eardrums, peeking at the clock on the nightstand showing six past ten.

"Still able to sleep for at least fifteen minutes" I muttered back as I fixed the blanket and curled my body back up until only my head was visible.

"What time is Nia? You want to come along? Don't make you late!"

Brother Litha began to nag, typical of mothers in the morning. I pulled my blankets violently, opening the curtains and windows to let the morning sunlight into my room.

"The event will not begin if Brother Litha and Sister-in-law have not arrived. I slept too late last night, brother. Relax a little too no!" I said, closing my eyes because of the glare.

"What do you do at night if you don't sleep, Naughty Boy? Mr. Is, please get me a hanger!" brother Litha shouted furiously because I denied it

"Hanger?!? Oh, naw! I'd better get up and take a shower soon" I chuckled Vania heartily as I peeked.

"Hangers? What's hanger for, madam?" Mr. Is ran in a hurry carrying some hanger.

"To hang his neck, always refute when told."

Brother Litha grabbed one of the hangers, wanting to land it on my butt but nimbly I dodged it and immediately got out of my sleep. I didn't wait long to get up and run to the bathroom. I don't want to deal with a hanger that hurts when it lands on my ass.

"I'm taking a shower, brother!" I was running while.

Perches.

"Oh," I groaned painfully rubbed my forehead for hitting the bathroom wall because I was too rushed into the bathroom without looking.

"When you're told it's submissive. Kualat! Ahhaha ...."

My brother's satisfied laughter echoed in my room and probably also came out of the room. In the bathroom I grimaced and laughed sweetly remembering what I met last night, the history sheet of the origin of the three of us who were tightly closed, now revealed.

- Connect -

Note: For more details of what Aunt Rima told Sister-in-law Vania, it can be read in the Will of the Young Master's Novel in Chapter 137 and Chapter 138. Make loyal Readers who have followed from the Novel can be really reread so remember again 😁😁