TIKZ [Moving To The Golden Age]
085 - MEETING

Idaline stared at Hayan in the mirror reflection waiting for her to prepare.

Last night the man came to say sorry and lay down while hugging him.

Idaline went back to sleep not too confusing that happened.

The man always comes at night.

"I want to be alone for the next few days," said Idaline watching Hayan being prepared.

The independence of Idaline declined in Hayan. The man did not need anyone else to help him bathe and get dressed.

Now the body becomes a valuable asset to Hayan.

No one can see his body except his Empress.

"Are you disappointed not the Mahapatih who came?" hayan Sindir.

This woman was very brave to mention the name of another man while lying on her bed!

Idaline did not respond to Hayan. He refocused his hair. She was happy that her hair could grow to a length even though it was not as thick as Udelia's hair.

Udelia's hair was black, thick, and slightly wavy, growing slowly.

Unlike the Idaline hair that is fast long and straighter but thin is not as thick as Udelia's hair.

"Ofisher.." Hayan stroked Idaline's silent head not responding to it. "Come, everyone's been waiting," she gently asked.

Hayan could no longer be angry at this woman.

Idaline doesn't seem to care about Hayan's existence!

If Hayan continued to ignore Idaline, this cold war would never end.

Idaline held onto Hayan's arm and walked slowly by his side, she did not let go of his hand even while inside the carriage.

The woman who slightly bent her stomach was staring out enjoying the garden filled with various new colorful flowers.

Idaline does not really like art but designing flower rows according to type and color is mandatory for her.

He doesn't like irregular arrangements!

"Mother, why are we gathered here?" ask Netarja.

He, his parents, and his two cousins were currently gathered sitting at a large table containing various types of food from what they often ate to what they had just seen.

Couldn't the Maharaja invite them to just eat together?

Now they are not free people.

"Maybe because of Suwarna's victory?" ask back Guitarja noticed the amount of food like throwing a party.

He also did not understand why his son was blocking him from exiting the palace. Usually, the child only cares about his job and his wife.

Guitarja understands the busyness of her children so she feels surprised her son has time for family gatherings.

At least in tense moments like now it is very unlikely to make a family meeting event.

"Such a victory is quite done in the area," Hayan chimps stepped into Bale' Bandhang, the second largest bale' which the second king's concubines used to perform large ceremonies.

"We greet His Majesty the Maharaja and His Majesty the Maharani. May there always be glory and majesty." The bhre rose up and bowed slightly to welcome the arrival of Hayan and Idaline.

"No need to be confused. Please sit down comfortably," Hayan said after their formal greetings. Hayan was stunned when Idaline took off her hand.

She smiled seeing Idaline approach her father and mother then kiss her hands.

Dhara, Hayan's father, gently rubs Idaline's head and gives her do'a of salvation.

Guitarja, Hayan's mother, did the same thing and then cipika cipiki, pasted her cheek to Idaline's cheek and hugged her first son-in-law.

"How are you, son?" tanya Guitarja after hugging Idaline. Guitarja scans the body of Idaline from top to bottom.

"My wife is pregnant," Hayan replied ahead of Idaline.

He put his hands around his wife's waist.

His mother was furious to see that Idaline clothes were very plain not showing the majesty of a Maharaja's wife.

"Ooo." Netarja closed her mouth while smiling.

Both are very good. Netarja worries so far turned out to be free.

"Why not congratulate me? I fought hard. My maharanya just kept quiet under me enjoying" Hayan stopped her speech. He grimaced and felt a sharp object piercing his skin.

That sharp Idaline nail stuck in his waist. Idaline nails are not long but short nails alone can leave a reddened mark on the skin of Hayan.

Idaline stared fiercely at Hayan. This man could have said embarrassing things.

Hayan must have protested because Idaline had never asked him first or was in control!

"My son must have tortured you. Forgive your stubbornness." Dhara patted Idaline's head slowly. "It's always good until your son becomes like you both."

"Thank you, father."

"Good ayunda, brother," said Indudewi who stood farthest away, he put his hand on his back and moved his index finger to give the code to the woman behind him.

"Happy ayunda, sister. Hopefully given ease until delivery," said Sudewi who stood beside Indudewi.

"Thank you all," Idaline replied giving her best smile.

"Let's sit down, my daughter. Careful." Guitarja helped Netarja lead Idaline to sit comfortably in her chair and she returned to her place across from Idaline.

Dhara looked warmly at his family who still get along despite being inside the palace walls, he looked at the stomach of Idaline and prayed for the safety of his grandson.

However strong his parents are, this grandson has had many enemies since in the womb and one day has to face them alone.

He wished his granddaughter to be smart and tough just like both of his parents.

A moment later he felt the heat coming out, Dhara raised his eyebrows to find Hayan looking at him sharply.

His son may be jealous of him.

"Why didn't you say it?! We will not be preparing a gift!" omel Netarja's. He couldn't possibly let himself go without giving a gift.

His nephew could sue him for not giving gifts when he was present!

"Congratulations ayunda, sister," said Netarja. A moment later came the idea in his mind and Netarja rubbed the ring on his middle finger.

"This. Folding fan made by Pejeng Nagara. Although the ayunda does not need weak objects like this, hopefully the decoration pleases the ayunda. The color brown should be suitable for both women and men."

"Thank you, Netarja. The fan is so beautiful. You can't call this kind of sacred wood a weak thing."

"Mayunda was too complimentary."

"Unfortunately, I brought my favorite fish mbakyu."

Eating meat and fish for young pregnant women is a taboo in the Maja area.

According to the story, their babies will have scars such as burns or shaped like scales when eating these objects.

Therefore, the mother must eat vegetables until her stomach protrudes and then can eat meat.

Moreover, this was a precious baby. When you can eat meat, you have to be sorted and selected.

The higher the position the more abstinence must be faced so that the baby is born healthy soul and body.

"Sudewi, do not tempt His Majesty Maharani," said Indudevi.

"Bhre Wirabhumi, how's it going there? Is everything going well?" ask Hayan.

The last few years Wirabhumi was a disaster subscription. This year was among the worst because it was hit by three earthquakes in a short interval.

In the report that Hayan received the severity was not so great. But somehow Hayan felt uneasy.

He wants to hear it directly.

"So, we're having a family meeting." Netarja snatches annoyed. It's been hard for them to gather, why can't they forget about another matter for a moment!?

"Thanks to the Emperor, everything has improved. Even we were blessed with a lot of fish coming," replied Sudewi formally.

"Look, yeah. They even talk about work," Netarja fights Dhara.

"They're just talking about the news, my dear." Dhara pinched Netarja's cheek. His daughter remained spoiled as usual.

Netarja was at least happy to talk about the work at the dinner table.

"Your Majesty, what is it?" tanya Indudevi saw terror on Idaline's face.

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© Al-Fa4 | 08 November 2021