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016 - THE LEGENDARY BHUMI MAJA TRAINER

Unceasingly stale, Udelia clutched Djahan's hair. He raised his head and wiped the blood out.

They all hold their breath.

The aura of Djahan was extremely frightening. His anger at Kharisma shrunk them all.

His aura was like strangling their necks.

And Udel was about to peck at his anger for the second time?!

Dibahan was shocked by Udelia's actions. It does not show any sense of courtesy to the husband, not even to humans. A second later his face calmed down.

His eyes were shady, implied legowo from the dawn of his heart. His manic noticed the jet-black bead that kept glaring at him.

He let Udelia rub his misty blood rough. Including rough pulling of his hair.

He recalled the first time he stripped his men of their status.

Udelia grabbed her hair.

Instead of being angry, the man whose father went up and down was actually imagined by the good times, which felt not long ago.

They repeated it a month ago.

"Why are you quiet? Not angry like before," whispered Udelia holding back her anger.

Not the man who was angry, he who hurt felt very angry.

"I'm willing to hurt you."

Udelia stared in disbelief. The man could have been flailing in the midst of pain!

Djahan's face flushed. Udelia was sure Djahan was feeling sick.

Wara sat down before Fusena, taking her niece in court. He was going to solve all the confusion in his heart.

All these things that happened in his life, made him very confused.

Too many disasters befall her daughter.

Lost in the forest, an earthquake hit his work office, a storm that had just occurred at a tourist spot, and his daughter's attitude that sometimes difficult to recognize.

His daughter was never that rough. Especially to those who have power and wealth. Always the heart of his daughter behaves.

His daughter never wanted to get involved in a feud.

"Tell uncle, what really happened? Who's that guy?"

Wara felt low when the man younger than her, who had once proposed to her daughter, stared at her intensely.

There was a great sense of hesitation to look back at the man.

This feeling only he felt towards the big guys.

As a commoner, of course there is fear and reluctance when dealing with a big person.

But to the young man, his fear and disdain were truly excessive.

Fusena looked at her uncle, an uncle who was much younger than her.

He, Fusena, the Great Hermit who lost his powers hundreds of years ago.

When he stopped fighting the powerful brothers, Boyo and Suro, he fell down as soon as he finished his job.

The brothers' fierce battle, inviting storms and lightning. To block the ascetics and to block the magic of the witches.

Forcing himself the Great Sage who ruled over asceticism and magic, to open up dimensions and bring out the two in order to no longer make a fuss in the world.

Punishing both live in a world that is difficult to sip on tapa and magic.

In his weakness, he fell into that world.

Forgetting her identity and becoming a little baby without strength.

At the age of ten, he regained his strength. His little body was unable to control the immense power within his body, frightening the entire invisible realm.

The supernatural beings who fear him drive him away from the world.

He returned to his world, regaining all his memories.

And his cousin, who always filled his mind, was dragged in.

There is no problem, except he who has messed up, under the pretext of not being able to control himself.

"He, Djahan Mada, is really Djahan Mada. Maybe uncle doesn't believe it. But he is Djahan Mada."

"You mean?"

"Uncle, before I was born to be your nephew, I was an ascetic in another world. There he is, Djahan Mada whom you worship and worship. Came here, to chase after Mbakyu."

Wara tried to digest her nephew's speech. It's not that he doesn't understand, he just still doesn't believe.

Djahan Mada, the figure they worship as the most powerful ancestor, appeared before him and was about to propose to his daughter?

"As per uncle's estimation. He Djahan Mada Sang Mahapatih Bhumi Maja. His intelligence and strength, are no different from the inscriptions you found. He was only exposed to pain due to being too long in dimensional space and time."

"You mean, he's really Mahapatih? The legendary Mahapatih that extends the Bhumi Maja to the East, West, North, and South?"

"Yes, uncle."

"Did he come to this world to correct the pattern of our government that was already controlled by alien humans?" tanya Wara remembered the many arbitrary apparatus.

He is very enthusiastic, when he has understood and trusted the existence of the people they worship.

His smile was even a smile.

Lips trembling. Imagine her hopes becoming real.

He was just a commoner who wanted to live peacefully in his country.

"It could be no. Because he was too busy in his world. Isn't it too cruel to have him come back preoccupied with political polemics and intrigue? He just wants to get married."

"With Udelia?"

"Who else? Uncle didn't know he didn't have a wife? It's because his wife isn't with his time."

"You mean, he and we are from the same world, but with different timescales?"

Wara was confused.

Didn't his nephew just say a different world? Why mention the inscription?

"It could be, uncle. Because it is the secret of nature. He or Djahan Mada in this world, the same."

Wara rubbed her face violently. "I deserve to be disinclined," he said.

"Then you're alone, who?" tanya Wara looked at her nephew.

Dozens of years disappeared, re-emerging with his missing daughter in the middle of a plain full of myths.

Indeed Fusena had told him, but not as detailed as that.

He and his wife and children were only ordered to stop discussing Udelia's disappearance.

They understand there is trauma that may arise, and they don't ask much.

"I'm just a wanderer who happens to know a few things."

"Into that world?"

"Yes. But it's not that easy, uncle."

"Oh my, oh my."

Wara does not know what to express. He and his friends, even the parents among him, would be very happy to meet the legendary Mahapatih.

But, being his daughter-in-law?

Should he bow and greet, not the son-in-law?

Djahan Mada, the Legendary Mahapatih Bhumi Maja, his intelligence in politics amazed everyone who read his story.

How could he tell such a person to bow to him?

"Uncle will accept him as a son-in-law?" ask Fusena to look around.

"Who would reject a daughter-in-law like her?"

"But Udel didn't like it." Fusena smelled his smile.

"Ah, right. Why doesn't Udelia like it?"

Wara became lethargic. He could not force Udelia to marry his favorite Mahapatih, if his daughter did not want to marry him.

This man is perfect to be a husband.

So, why does his daughter not want and seem to hate Mahapatih?

"Uncle, they're actually married. Love each other. But Mbakyu Udel here doesn't remember anything."

Wara nodded in confirming. When he returned, his daughter did not remember anything.

"The action of Djahan who is too rash makes it uncomfortable. Moreover, the shadows in the mind disturbed his concentration. Mbakyu is in a state of uneasiness. Then comes a sense of annoyance when close to him."

"Uncle can only let Udelia. He's been suffering a lot" Wara broke up.

She is not a disgraced parent who will force her daughter to marry the man of her choice.

His daughter has her own heart and her own eyes.

He only wished the best for his daughter.

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