TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
110 - LETTER TO MOTHER

A small hand as white as snow grabbed the brush on the table, he picked up the paper in the closet and sat on the floor.

His age of just three years with a high position makes him understand many things from other children his age.

He closed his eyes imagining a warm smile would appear on his mother's cold face.

"Mother." he said as he scratched the brush on the paper. Ah, she felt the writing was unreadable, then she opened her father's drawer which was very forbidden.

He found an oblong object with a pointed end. "With this my writing must be good!" his mind believes that.

He also rewrote the same word. His smile was glistening, it was true that the writing on the paper became a little neat and certainly legible.

"Mother, ananda knew ananda was not yet capable of being an extraordinary person." he wrote the first verse.

He then imagined Rakryan Tumenggung keeper of the palace and the capital is very strong and good, a smile is always painted on the face of Rakryan Tumenggung every look at him.

So did the great magician who continued to evade the inauguration ceremony of his title. Said the man who always gave him the chocolate, he wanted to be free to go around to meet his lover.

He realized his strength had not been on par with those two extraordinary people without him noticing that his own lifespan was only three years.

He continued his writing.

"Mother, Ananda also knows ananda has not been able to be a smart person. But hasn't Ananda obeyed all of my orders? Ananda wanted to see her mother's smile just once."

The little boy wiped away the water that came out in his eyes. He squeezed the paper and repeated the first two sentences and continued his sentence.

"Mother, ananda promised to be as strong as father and as smart as father. Before that can ananda see the mother's smile and receive the mother's embrace when it is as strong as father and as smart as father?"

The boy dropped his pen and cupped his face, he was not strong enough to continue his writing.

And the day ended horribly, a little lady-in-waiting who was ordered to look after the child found the Emperor's favorite pen slightly cracked.

The little dayang held up his bread and hit the back of the child's hand so that he could not write for five weeks.

Finally the child tried to meet his mother but continued to be rejected and his father was busy meeting many people, especially his father who often traveled after completing state duties.

His father and father were so busy that they did not notice the back of the blue hand in their small hands.

And every time she was about to report to the head of the lady-in-waiting, the little lady-in-waiting would lift her rotations to a part of the body that could not be seen from the outside.

He was tortured until he came to prepare for his birthday.

Everyone was suddenly watching him but he did not dare to report what happened to him, he would refuse when he wanted to be bathed by others.

The people who served him actually felt normal to see a noble bathing themselves.

They said, "You are very similar to His Majesty the Empress."

At first he hoped that these people would understand the anxiety that befell him, but hearing the praise of the one who likened himself to his mother made him forget all the bad things that happened to him.

His heart feels warm.

Then he decided to visit his father.

Every time he approached his birthday, his father Mahapatih used to spend time alone in his residence and only worked half the time.

He came there but it turned out that his father went on a journey. But he was not disappointed, there were two uncles and two aunts who always welcomed him!

"My dear niece has finally visited uncle!"

"Uncle, I want to see you."

"Your father is out. Come with uncle and aunt. Aunty's making vegetable soup."

"I'd like to see the park."

He walked alone through the beautiful gardens until he saw a normal-looking sealed building.

His little hands stretched out, he was curious about the reason he had two fathers.

He was sure to hear stories about his parents that his father and father loved his mother very much, but now the situation between his father and mother was very cold.

He believes behind this building there is an answer.

His forceless body forced its way behind that door. His body was injured and bleeding but did not dampen his spirit to explore the building as large as his Kedaton.

Nothing special, everything is normal stuff. Until he found a large board covered in white cloth inside the room that felt cold.

The room was not used for a long time.

"It's a painting" he muttered pulling the cloth.

The painting is a painting of a woman with her two cats. A painting of a foreign woman with a foreign atmosphere but warm in her heart.

He felt very homesick.

He fell down and sobbed and repeated one word without realizing it, "Mother.. Mother.. Mother.."

Her crying subsided but her heart became convinced that the woman in this painting was her mother, the woman who conceived her, and the woman who saved her in order to be successfully born into this world.

"Meet!" shouted someone hugging tightly the frail body. He is a little brother whom he loves very much. If something unpleasant happens, he will continue to feel guilty.

"Uncle Loro, she's the mother, right?" tanyanya unraveled the embrace and pointed at the painting on the wall.

"Yes. She's your mother, she's Mahapatih's wife, she's my dear sister."

"So right.." He returned sobbing with a feeling of relief.

Loro helped him tidy up the room back to its original shape and healed his nephew's wounds. He was relieved that his decision to tell was correct.

Because a sincere smile finally stuck in the face of his nephew.

During this time Loro was always worried because her nephew kept smiling coldly and smiling formally, there was no warmth and sincerity to her nephew's expression.

"It seems like life in the palace is very heavy," commented Loro.

"No, uncle!"

He smiled broadly. Yep! After this he will not be weak!

The insignificant torment of the lady-in-waiting was not worth the difficulty in the outside world.

The little dayang who was used to tormenting him appeared and threw him into the room. This time she did not fall and was able to balance her legs from the strong thrust of the little ladyboy.

"If you give me a little gift of yours, I might be a little gentle or I'll tell Your Majesty that you slipped out" the little lady looked at the disgusted round creature in front of her.

The round creature smiled obliquely and stared at the flat woman who stood in front of him, the little ladyboy suddenly felt faint.

Especially when the usually weak gaze turned into an eagle gaze made the body of the little ladyboy move himself to fall in front of the child he usually tormented.

"I'll forgive you if you behave properly" he said to the little lady in a cold tone.

He's not gonna let go of this guy.

By threatening her big mistake, she could control the lady at will.

"Well, Your Majesty."

After ensuring the usefulness of the lady-in-waiting, he also arranged his residence according to his own wishes.

With this the power of his residence was absolutely his.

She felt her heart was strong, but she still cried when she wrote a letter to her mother, the woman who had given birth to her in this world.

Mother, ananda misses.

Would you treat ananda the same as Maharani if ananda was unable to do what she wanted?

Mother, ananda is not strong.

Dad was very busy taking care of many tasks, so was my father.

Ananda should not be greedy, but Ananda wants to spend more time with both of them, also with his mother.

Is your mother going to come here again?

Mother, why did mother leave?

Is it because I am weak?

All friends my age can build magic and magic.

Rakryan Tumenggung taught me martial arts.

The strongest witch taught me magic.

And my father taught me to be ascetic.

But I am still weak.

Mother, are you ashamed of your mother?

Ananda had been taught many things by father but ananda could only imagine them.

Ananda is able to remember many things and understand many things but ananda can not practice them.

Forgive your embarrassing son.

Ananda knew ananda was a shame as the successor to this bhumi.

Ananda believed that she loved Ananda as a child of her mother and father.

Mother risked everything to give birth to Ananda.

My mom loves Ananda, right?

Mother, ananda misses.

Mother, ananda wants to be loved.

Mother, Ananda could not stand the cold war that occurred in the palace.

Mother, ananda is also not strong with all the scorn because ananda is not ideal.

Ananda had shown a strong face in front of father and in front of father.

But to be in front of the mother, can Ananda take off this mask?

This mask is very heavy, mother.

Ananda is not strong.

Mother, return.

Ananda loves his mother.

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© Al-Fa4 || TIKZ [Moving To Golden Age] || 05 December 2021

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Thank you so much for you guys.

Sorry, there are still a lot of shortcomings in writing.

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