THE PRABU'S SECRET
LISTEN TO ME, HUMAN
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Slowly his eyes began to wink, wanting to open. Because I feel asleep for too long. With the consciousness he was trying to take back, he opened his eyes slowly. Especially his head that hurt.
"Kegh." He grimaced painfully, because his entire body was hard to move. Stiffness, and getting sicker if the more moved.
"You don't move much first. The wound you're in is so bad." A woman's voice was so friendly, and it sounded worried about her. "Calm down. You're safe here." Further again.
While the injured young man was none other than Raden Kencana Prabakara. Turns out he was rescued by a soldier from, and brought him to a palace. His eyes glanced towards a princess who looked very beautiful according to him at the moment. "You just calm down. You have been helped by the court physician. So your body needs enough rest right now."
"D-." It seems Raden Kencana Prabakara is difficult to speak, because his vocal cords are very problematic.
"You have a very bad injury. Your body almost burned to the ground like a very powerful bolt of lightning." He felt sad when he first saw the body being brought to the palace.
Raden Kencana Prabakara remembers what happened that day. Where he faced a masked swordsman who has an extraordinary inner power.
"That's why you have to rest a lot, in order to recover all your inner strength." With a very friendly smile, he said softly to Raden Kencana Prabakara.
"Damn!. Someday, if my condition improves. I'll find him, and I'll kill him." His heart warmed again, remembering what had happened to him.
One and two days have passed, Princess Suliswati Suri Bulan patiently took care of, and looked after Raden Kencana Prabakara. Seven days, up to fourteen days, his condition had already seemed to improve from the previous one. Raden Kencana Prabakara has been able to walk well, and can even talk as usual.
"Alhamdulillah hirobbil'alamin, your condition has improved." Princess Suliswati Suri Bulan was very happy to see the development experienced by Raden Kencana Prabakara.
"Alhamdulillah hirobbil'alamin nimas. My condition is better than before." Raden Kencana Prabakara is very happy. He could not hide the happy feelings he was feeling right now. Moreover, his heart was fixed on the woman who had stolen his heart. Who else if not to Princess Suliswati Suri Bulan.
Likewise with the beautiful princess who has fallen in love with Raden Kencana Prabakara. A feeling of love that grows so fast between the two. Make their day feel better.
And that day they went for a walk together in Padang Ilanang to see the scenery there. But who would have thought they had even met someone wearing a mask.
"You!. Aren't you the one who was facing me then?." The feeling returned. And the anger still enveloped him.
"Alhamdulillah you still survived the claw style of the dragon claw of lightning. If an ordinary person had already died from not being able to withstand a lightning sting."
"Shut up!. There's nothing to be grateful for about that horrible incident." His anger went up and almost exploded.
"Did Raden recognize the masked man?."
"I was able to resonate with him. I didn't expect him to be alive after receiving my three gods' arrows."
"So he's the one who's done bad to raden?." An uneasy feeling enveloped him. Why did the masked man attack Raden Kencana Prabakara?. What mistake did he have?.
"Ho, looks like you have someone worried about you. It's so bad for her."
"Shut your mouth masked man!. You'll kill me if you dare to say no!."
"So you really like that woman?. Then change, before you get karma for what you've done."
"What does that saying mean?. You're trying to advise me?." Raden Kencana Prabakara tried to attack Jaya Satria, but was avoided. A battle that was very draining in him.
While Princess Suliswati Suri Bulan tried to be calm, listening to what the two people did.
"I was only asked for help by a father, who wanted his son's return. Until he made the contest. Whoever can bring his son back will be rewarded." Jaya Satria explains why she met Raden Kencana Prabakara. "Are you unable to feel how the grief felt by an underarm father separated from his child?." Jaya Satria always noticed how her prabu father Kawiswara Arya Ragnala cried when he kissed her on returning to the palace.
"I'm sick of that talk coming out of your rotten mouth!."
"Listen to what I tell you." Jaya Satria looks very angry which is amazing. "You'll be an ungodly child. As a Muslim you should know what sins you will accept, if you dare to fight back on your parents."
The two listened to what Jaya Satria said to both of them. And it is true what Jaya Satria said.
"Go back to your palace, and correct the mistake you've made."
"But I plan to bring nimas suliswati to the palace."
"You better fix yourself first. Are you still angry when you are given advice by anyone. Wouldn't you have thought, if your wife would have advised you, you would have been angry. You'd better fix everything, and you can plan who you change for."
"Radens. Raden better listen to what the masked man has to say." The smile was so sincere, that Raden Kencana Prabakara could no longer resist, nor find any reason to move, nor deny it.
"Can I know your name?. I'll remember who changed my partner's path."
"My name is jaya satria. Quickly meet your father who is currently waiting in the palace. Come back, I'll take care of you."
"Will raden go?." It was obvious how worried and anxious he was feeling right now. Because he will be separated from the one he loves.
"Every meeting, there's going to be a farewell. The princess take it easy. Just trust me, if raden kencana prabaswara will return to the princess. After he had managed to repair himself."
"Is that really raden?."
"I promise you nimas. I hope I can change in a better direction."
"I'll wait for Raden, if raden has promised to come back here."
"Hopefully nimas. I'm sorry I couldn't deliver nimas to the palace gates."
"It's okay, raden. May Allah grant us what we expect." That is the hope of all of them. What will happen?. Keep reading the story. Don't forget the support of your beloved readers.
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