TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
029 - MY MISTRESS'S CANDIDATE

"Your Majesty, you don't want to help Raden Ajeng?"

Hayan glanced at the newly recruited shadow bodyguards. Then he refocused on the red tea in his hand. "He can solve his own problems, Bayuaji."

"Mr Bena Pitya is now barging into the house" Bayu said, stalking the house of Idaline.

"Oh, how will my teacher handle it?" The corner of Hayan's lips lifted, he was interested to hear the continuation.

"Your Majesty sure you don't want to help? He dared to hold the innocent back of Raden Ajeng." said Bayu recited the condition. He wanted to save the little bundle and break Bena's brash hands, but now he was but an accomplice of one who would come to power, no longer able to move of his own accord.

"What?"

"Oh he's bouncing. Raden Ajeng is great." Bayu claps his hand when Idaline kicks Bena. "Eh? Your Honor?" call Bayu did not find Hayan beside him and he returned to the top of the tree watching Hayan who walked towards the main house of Kedaton Sedap Malam.

"Please Your Highness the Prince wait a moment. His Majesty Raden Ajeng is changing clothes" said the head lady of Kedaton Sedap Malam when Hayan reached the door.

"How is he doing?"

"All is well, Your Majesty." answered the lady-in-waiting as the door opened and revealed that Idaline had changed into a rag.

"Oh Hayan, sorry for making you wait so long."

Hayan stuck out his hand to catch Idaline's shoulder and moved it to the right and to the left to examine each white scorpion and then keep it away and re-examine it from top to bottom. While Idaline can only fixate because it happened so quickly.

"You're not okay. The red rash is still shaped. Rest comfortably, I have urgent business."

"Then be careful." Idaline's message with her mind still blank. He closed his eyes for a while and went into the house and calmed down.

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"I'm sorry, Your Highness the Prince. I have no intention of continuing my parents by becoming Rakryan Tumenggung." Indra spoke as her eyes exuded a round determination.

"Your words are like your teacher." Hayan smiled emotionlessly then looked at Indra with a gaze of judgment. "In the end he became mahapatih." he said.

"He only obeyed His Majesty Prabu Kertarajasa Jayawardhana." Indra bent her body and cupped her hands in front of her chest. "If there is nothing else, I beg your permission."

"An old grandmother lived at the border. She didn't want to leave because the graves of her husband and children were there."

"It was very loyal." Indra's comment did not understand Hayan suddenly told a heart touching thing.

"Twelve years ago his legs were paralyzed because he was found guilty by the residence of Rakryan Tumenggung. The mistake was not obeying the orders of the superior."

"Aunt Sugiyem?" muttered Indra remembered the only sincere lady-in-waiting to her. Although faint, he saw Sugiyem holding the curse lady and trying to help her. But whatever the power, Sugiyem is just an old lady whose position is low because of her lack of ability.

"You may be able to persuade him and again your knowledge is in vain if not used."

Hayan's voice drew Indra back to reality. He momentarily fell silent collecting Hayan's hazy chain of words in his ears. "Ha-servant did not meet the standards to become a soldier" he said capturing Hayan's intention to get Indra back into position.

"As long as you're ready. Leave the others to me."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

Then Indra followed Hayan to the meeting room. He waited outside the room after Hayan raised his hand telling Indra to stop in front of the Ageng Hall.

"Welcome to Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Prince." Greetings the ministers stood up from their seats and rested.

"Sit down." the queen ordered.

"This morning we will discuss the preparation for the arrival of the Senopati" said Baga Sapta, a royal adviser, opening a meeting in the morning.

"Your Majesty, is it not risky to send all Senopati who are the leaders of the security forces in each region?" ask Wikrama Buntala, mahamentri i hino.

"War this time not only against a kingdom, Wukir Mahendra is a point of balance of the island. It is very likely that they found some secrets that have not been discovered because of the condition between kingdoms not to dig deeper." explained the queen. "What about the refugees?" tanyakanya.

"Everything is in a safe place" replied Gamya Padya, Rakryan Tumenggung.

"I heard there are some families who do not believe and continue to settle at the border." Hayan said.

"We take care of the ones who want to leave. We can't do coercion for those who want to stay." - Gamya.

"When the task of the kingdom's security is to ensure the safety of its people." said Hayan.

"Please forgive the negligence of the servant."

"War is in sight and you still haven't secured the people."

"Please forgive the inability of the servant."

"No need to bear the burden yourself. Yuwamentri Tumenggung will do it."

Hayan's words suddenly shocked all the ministers present. Some of them did not even know there was a Yuwamentri Tumenggung who had been sworn in. During this time there was only training for the candidate Yuwamentri Tumenggung without certainty of the person who would get the position.

"Yuwamentri Tumenggung?" said Catra Yuswanto, Mahamentri I Sirkan.

"Mahamentri I Shirkan has forgotten him?" bala Hayan grinned. "Come in!"

"Hamba salutes Her Majesty the Queen and Her Royal Highness the Prince." Indra entered and gathered in the middle of the hall.

"Wake up." the queen ordered.

Indra got up and stood behind Hayan.

"Yuwamentri Tumenggung has returned from his training. Share the burden with him, Mr. Pitya." said Hayan.

"But he's kan–"

"Rakryan Tumenggung." cut off the queen.

"Hamba is ready to take orders." replied Gamya.

"Yuwamentri Tumenggung is back. Your job will be lighter."

"Hamba is very grateful for a great help coming in our time of need."

Without a doubt Indra sat in the chair of Yuwamentri Tumenggung which he had left for more than ten years ago and participated in discussing the plan in the war.

"It's done here. Work on each of you." close the queen.

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Rawindra Sanjaya stay here."

One by one people left the room leaving the queen and Indra including Hayan. Indra stood up straight while bowing his head.

"All the perpetrators have accepted the punishment." The queen turned her back to Indra.

The puzzled rout engraved on Indra's face did not understand the queen's intent.

"The heads of the servants and those who are silent over your suffering, have all been made silent." The queen grabbed the window, looking far ahead. "My main man only lasted eight months."

"Thank you for the great queen's attention."

Indra had suspected that the queen did not care about him when it was very clear that something was wrong at the Sanjaya residence. But it turned out without a sound and without a fuss, the queen cleared everyone in her silence.

The queen herself did something beyond her limits: meddling in the matters of high-ranking noble families because Bimasena Sanjaya was her loyal companion and subordinate.

The queen received some sanctions from Sapta Prabu for her actions.

And the queen did not spread her news to preserve the dignity of Rawindra Sanjaya.

Then came the crazy slave who tried to climb Indra's bed but continued to be rejected Indra, the result was the slave told the forbidden thing.

But it's not that simple.

The power of Sanjaya was enough to ravage parts of the kingdom.

Lucky Djahan found him who was being eternalized.

"It's my duty." The queen turned to look at Indra. "You did your duty as the successor of your parents."

"Hamba is not brave. Servants are not qualified."

"You've trained seven years as a successor and received personal training from my teacher. It's impossible not to qualify."

"My chastity.." doubted Indra.

The queen moved her eyes in another direction. "I made that condition because a man would give a symbol of loyalty to his woman, making their strength no longer full. Didn't you yourself feel a great strength since practicing mahapatih?"

"Hamba does not mean to demean the teacher."

"No. You must not humble yourself. Though you are stronger than knights of your age."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I'll try."

The Queen holds Indra's shoulder. "Good." praised her then the queen walked out. "Don't feel burdened. Do it as usual, I'm looking for a competent person" he said before disappearing from the door.

"The Queen's Majesty's order is ready to be carried out."

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The busy days have passed. The armies of the two kingdoms have met, fierce fighting continues on the border of Mahendra village. Civilians avoid the route despite having to walk around, for the safety of their lives and property.

As Idaline said, the royal Maja army was pushed back to the border of the kingdom because the Wengker royal army had found and controlled the crystal stone.

Seeing that Tuti made up the story that the stone in the village of Gulet found Candra while practicing. Separately the village of Gulet was told in advance to cooperate and without a second thought immediately agreed.

Information about the Maja kingdom who wanted to research the new stone spread to the ears of the enemy. Idaline also tells the secret passage to the Ekadanta family to trick the enemy.

"I'm sorry I didn't mention you at all."

"No matter if I'm listed or not, it's important that our troops survive."

"Raden Ajeng is humble."

"What about the research, ma'am?" ask Idaline a little worried.

Troops were pushed back to the border is a bad thing that tarnishes the good name of the kingdom in front of the enemy and in front of the people. Many people were agitated and began to prepare to move.

Nothing is good for the defeated territory, unless the enemy has strong guidelines for the justness of the Most Just.

"The stone is very good, high-level magicians and also ascetic teachers can use it. But only the Great Witch and the Great Sage can clean the inside perfectly which can then be used for anyone including beginners."

"What part of the village of Gulet?"

"They're not very strong. Because they continue to be in the same place, they do not develop. Those who are getting tired every day because of the endless war feel very strong when it's a little fresh." Tuti also had the same idea as Idaline to recruit people who had been at war for the past few years, but in fact they were not serious about fighting!

"But can't they use it, ma'am? I see there are some people who can wear that stone." Idaline recalls the period of the match between the village of Gelut, the village of Gulet, and the village of Wrestling.

"That's because between rocks and they hold various energies to each other until they have the same energy."

"Oh so." Idaline took a deep breath. It takes a long time to adapt if you want to be as easy as the soldiers of Gulet village in using the magic stones.

"As you said, there are some that fail and some that succeed, that's just one-time use."

"Because it coexists with the rocks?"

"really. They were able to enter the energy without cleaning the inside, but few succeeded because their magic was weak to break the stone."

"Hmmm. Was it because their energy was the same that would eventually cover the space in the stone then become a dead stone?"

"While the explanation is like that."

"The energy is the same. Why not use the stone as an energy source?" Idaline thought deeply.

"Magic uses soul energy obtained from various emotions. Unlike a canuragan that absorbs the power of nature, in order for magic to absorb power from the outside, we must make space in our souls. This can only be done by high-level magicians."

"Each energy increases, that energy will form its own space. With a high science alone that can create new space, set the motion and size of energy with detail." continued Idaline.

Tuti nodded. "The basics of magic are very complicated and can lead to sudden death if not properly in controlling it. But if successful, witches will be stronger than ascetics because they use their own energy until the time of strength formation is shorter and can be used often."

"Then is the ascetic weaker?"

"Why is stronger on the same level. But other than not bringing death, asceticism is as difficult as magic. An ascetic must concentrate properly and must continue to rapidly increase the duration of their absorption in order to be useful in real combat."

"So magic quickly makes strong but the stakes of death are due to using soul energy, while ascetic is safe but the path is long." summarized Idaline.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Uh mother, it seems we've wasted time" said Idaline seeing the concubines and daughters of Candraaji silently waiting and listening to them carefully.

"No, princess. We also got knowledge from the explanation of the great mistress." said one concubine.

"Like the concubine's mother said, we got knowledge from your conversation. Actually other than the two oldest princesses, we have not decided whether to learn magic or not. My father allowed us to choose, in the end we knew nothing. Then now we know." said the representative of Ekadanta's daughter.

"Metul said mbakyu. We thank Raden Ajeng." said another.

"Thank you, Raden Ajeng."

"Ah.iya." Idaline's face flushed red, she was always embarrassed every time she heard a compliment and didn't want to hear it anymore.

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"I'll go tomorrow." throw Indra. He and Idaline were sitting on the grass enjoying the stars strewn across the sky.

"It's time, huh?"

Since regaining his title, Indra was given a residence at the headquarters of the troops. As new, he was ordered to guard the palace, but the unfavorable atmosphere for the royal Maja forces made the queen and the ministers decide all the remaining soldiers and knights left, in addition to the rangga troops, to leave, the palace core army.

In the midst of his busy life, Indra accidentally meets Idaline while resting briefly under a tree. Then Idaline told him to come to the Sedap Malam yard in his spare time.

"I didn't think we had much in common and you wanted to listen to my obscure story."

"It is not unclear, some people do tell stories from things that he likes first, other days will tell stories that he hates first. Precisely you, is it not upset to always hear my repeated stories about the world in my dreams?"

Idaline knew that Indra was the type who would calm down after telling stories when the man barged in and then spoke loudly at the residence of Mada. He became Indra's interlocutor to see the teenager was comfortable talking to him.

"Nothing is impossible. The teleportation that we consider to be a myth, can be used easily by the Great Sage."

"He's grown so much." Idaline smiled looking at the flashing stars at her. She felt a cold wind blow on her face.

"Today I want to consult." Indra also settles down beside Idaline.

"After this you should return. Doesn't tomorrow leave before sunrise?"

"Yes." Yeah." Indra tilted her body looking at Idaline. "My face is always hot and my heart beats very hard when it's near you. The healer said I had to ask the cause." Indra misunderstood, the healer told her to ask herself.

"That's a sign of falling in love." said flat Idaline.

His face was flat, but his brain was working very hard to get out of the situation. He once ran away from his friend's love statement because all his classmates worked together to prepare very highly.

He thought it would be fine, but was instead stared intently by his friends for a month. His acting, pretending not to know, failed.

"So." short Indra.

Idaline moved her eyes to see Indra wake up. His heart was very strange to receive an unexpected response. "FuckingOCPD." curse it in the heart.

He thought Indra would be timid.

Or the.

Tell him the feeling.

"You're my future mistress. I'm too brave to keep together."

"Your monkey?"

"Eh?" indra's face turned red realizing the meaning of her words. "I-I mean you and the teacher."

"We don't have any relationship."

Idaline's flat face that looked straight at Indra made her heart beat faster. Her ears were slightly covered with reddened hair.

"I-I said it. I'll be back."

Idaline holds Indra's hand trying to escape. "This feeling of yours is monkey love, temporary love because it first felt familiar." Idaline explained that Indra was not too wrong in judging her heart.

The disappointed expression was clearly painted on Indra's face. He took off Idaline's hand slowly.

"Listen. Hang out with women, if your feelings for me don't change. I'll be your mistress." Idaline blinked her eyes.

Disappointment was instantly wiped from his heart. The mind and heart of Indra are already irregular. He looked at the embarrassed Idaline who was still sitting on the grass. "Remember your promise!" sternly then walked stiffly.

"We'll get married right then and there!" Idaline laughed at Indra's big hasty steps.

"Udel's poo is already big, accepting men's love statements in peace" Siji said down from the tree.

"Quiet what? I didn't make a mistake, did I?" Idaline covered her red face.

"Basic playgirl," sneered Loro.

Idaline wiped her face. "In the end he'll realize it's a monkey's love."

"The seven-year-old already knows the love of monkeys." - Loro.

"Mas Agis is always a noisier." Idaline stomped her feet into the room.

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