TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
S3 - 049

049 - UNTIL WHEN DO YOU KEEP FIGHTING?

"Dear, please don't mind much. I have already received the filling of the Lontar Word of Revelation that descends on the temple of the heavens. Don't even think about me. Also him. We'll get along with being your husband. Isn't that right, Maharaja?" Djahan. Reviewing smile.

Although the tip of his lips throbbed pain, because he forced it to smile widely.

Forced smile.

Fortunately, he was a professional.

In Udelia's eyes, the first husband smiled sincerely.

"Yes. Honey, me and Mahapatih won't make any more noise. Just think about baby ki.ta. He needs a mother who is at ease" Hayan replied.

He still confessed to the baby.

Udelia looked at the two in turn.

Then he nodded obediently.

He would not think about their fight.

Both of them looked sincere in Udelia's eyes.

"Give me your hands" Udelia asked.

Djahan and Hayan immediately grabbed the hands of Udelia who looked up.

Udelia held her husband's two hands together.

Look at those who keep smiling at him.

"good. You guys don't fight, do you? Promise?" Udelia clenched the hands of two different-aged men.

Both are obedient.

"We won't fight" the two said.

At first glance, they looked on with vengeance.

Djahan may think of peace if Hayan does not confess about his son.

Although Hayan will later prove to have no rights to the child, Djahan wants to get the opportunity to become a prospective father on standby.

And all of that was stolen by Hayan!!!

"Because you've been together for three months. Can I ask you for some time to be with you, baby?"

Look at! Because Hayan claimed to have rights to the child, Udelia had to ask permission from Hayan.

Udelia looked at Hayan for approval.

She was pregnant with the seed of the man.

Fear of problems when mixed with others.

Because of the pregnancy she was carrying, it could not be checked by an ordinary person.

What Udelia knew, the ancients had a strong invisible science.

He was afraid that the baby in his womb would not be able to receive the aura from the aura of someone else.

"I will feel guilty if I take you from your husband" said Hayan sage.

"Did emmm... Doesn't the baby matter?" ask Udelia carefully.

The one with him was the man he loved, how could he not worry about spending the night?

This time it was Hayan who was upset.

Udelia asked not only about the condition of the baby in her womb.

The real question is, can he take the seed of another person while he is pregnant with the seed?

Hayan was eager to refuse.

But his soul said he shouldn't be greedy.

Udelia doesn't like greedy people.

"No problem, honey. As long as you take care of your body. Three more months.I picked you up," said Hayan trying legowo.

After all he had to do research on one of the inscriptions on a mountain, which Hayan only realized was present by itself.

Maybe those people are right. That the mountain in question is not a mountain, but a relic of antiquity.

What makes him complicated is if the relic is a relic of the next generation.

Hayan did not know about what happened when he left all behind, for the sake of being with his heart.

In a large field, two pairs of troops faced each other.

In front of the two appeared a figure that resembled his face, despite being of different sexes

A woman with a majestic makuta on her head.

And a man with a golden headband coiled around his head.

They faced firmly, despite the woman with the golden row on her body, occasionally sighing and looking doubtful.

"General Nala, shall I attack my sister? Will the Maharani wake up and hate me? She's just my little sister."

The woman asked the opinion of the great general beside her.

That guy's. Although flat-faced, do not ask the contents in his heart.

He wants to go and moxa.

Being among the commotion of two ruling lineages was not a good thing.

But his identity as a general, could not help but forgive the enemy who had brandished a weapon at his master.

"Do it, Your Majesty. He dared to raise his dagger. If only he had magic power, he would have penetrated through his dagger. He deserves to be punished."

General Nala bit her lip as she said the last sentence.

The blood in his body was shaking in no direction.

Look at the words he says through his mouth.

His soul does not accept if he is heavy with one of the children of the direct descendants of the greatest Maharaja Bhumi Maja.

It was like seeing the downfall of this great country.

Very few kingdoms are able to soak the anger of two rulers.

One carpet can hold thousands of egrets, but one world cannot hold two kings.

General Nala prepares his troops, when he gets a code to start an attack.

Both General Nala, and Sang Maharatu Bhumi Maja on the throne of his elephant back.

They may have flat faces.

But the tears still rolled down their cheeks.

Flying broke out, as strong winds from the encounter of the two forces flew many objects around them.

The two armies, not much like their bodies and their weapons, met and tried to stick each other's weapons.

The sweep of dust did not prevent them from fighting with all their might.

In addition to obeying the will of their master.

They are equally unwilling if the two sons of the most powerful and mighty Maharaja descendant, come down to fight each other to kill.

This land does not want the spillage of blood.

Nor can they imagine that two great powers meet each other.

The power of both is not nonsense.

They better sacrifice each other.

For the sake of their obedience, as well as the wholeness of the island they love.

Incision by incision scratched on the opposing camp. Both.

They are just as balanced as their employers.

It was only when a cloaked man flew over the sun that the Maharatu army was pushed back.

They feel an incredible sense of tightness.

Maya Lopika Wijaya, the real name of Maharatu Bhumi Maja that has long been forgotten.

Maya tracks down the backs of innocent elephants.

He jumped high. Put a kris on the figure that makes the tightness.

It was then that the body reacted against him.

Their eyes meet each other.

Hands figure above the bird, drooping down.

He stared intensely at the black eyes that were staring at him full of determination.

Then he lowered his head. Look at the red face that is angry with her.

Uh. She should what?

Both are her brother.

Despite being controlled by the man down there, he is also reluctant to do anything that makes both of them sick.

Slowly a dazzling light was around.

Raka Ekadanta, the Magician Praguwa, so famous as his nickname, gives off a great dazzling light like a new sun.

He pulled the Maharatu Bhumi Maja to run from the battlefield.

"What the fuck are you! Everyone will think I'm a coward!"

Raka has no voice.

He treats burns on Maya's arm, as a result of her attack.

Her eyes are red.

His heart was easily touched, like his mother.

Maya dumped the face.

Those eyes..

it was similar to his beloved mother.

Not strong heart when he saw the eyes water.

"When do you keep fighting?"

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