TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
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"Mr Ekadanta, why is your bride covered in a strand of jasmine on her face? Is it because of the commoners? Or is his face stale?" tanya Pandya Bonar, the third son of Janu Pandya.

The Pandya family is a family that has twice held the position of Rakryan Patih.

Rakryan Patih is in charge of taking care of Nagara's head.

In the power map, Bhumi consists of several Nagara, Nagara consists of several Watek, Watek consists of several Kuwu or Kademangan, Kuwu consists of several Wanua, and Wanua consists of several Kabuyutan.

Nagara is ruled by Rajya or Natha or Wadhana or Duke.

Although Nagara was under Bhumi, its leader could not immediately make a report to the Maharaja. Rakryan Patih takes care of them.

The power that the Pandya family has, makes Bonar confident to denounce the strongest witch in Bhumi Maja.

"My wife's face is too beautiful, so it can make war" Candra replied.

People in the same table circle, laughing because of Candra's words.

Men who are always serious about casting the spell, can also joke.

"Mr Ekadanta is very good at speaking. Did you kidnap another royal girl?" Again, Bonar disturbs Candra's heart.

Candra rolled her eyeballs. "Young Mr. Pandya, watch your words. Excuse me."

Candra chose to leave Bonar, rather than mispronounce and cause havoc.

He doesn't want the veil of destiny to open up.

Bonar smiled triumphantly.

Formerly in academia, Candra was the youngest child. He entered academia at the age of six. Bonar did not go to class for two years.

Bonar naturally hated Candra, whom he felt had degraded him.

Just meet in class.

Candra commented on the smile when she met her guests. All those tiring customs went well.

The preparation of this magnificent marriage was taken care of by Tuti Ekadanta, Candra's mother, as well as her father's concubines and her sisters.

They're very excited.

Their three sons, all stubborn and always shy away, when it comes to marriage.

When one of the three, do the wedding preparations secretly.

Their eagle eyes caught Candra's movements and took on all the duties of the groom-to-be, as well as the duties of the bride-to-be.

Candra insists on having a simple wedding.

But the women in his house were no less loud, they invited all relatives and neighbors, as well as neighboring families, without Candra's knowledge.

Candra sighed. At least, the women were willing to fulfill her desire to cover Udelia's face.

They also allowed their son-in-law to rest after the ceremony. They voluntarily received guests, which the bride should have received.

"It's weird. It feels so weird. You get married all of a sudden, "throw Djahan at Candra who just threw her ass into a square seat.

Candra looked in annoyance. He had just arrived at this table and was immediately offered a scorn, because he had been single until old age.

"Why does everyone today make fun of me constantly?" pissed Candra.

The men at the main table laughed loudly at Candra's reply, except for the Mahapatih who stared in full search.

"His Majesty the Emperor entered the hall!" the exclaimed bodyguard told everyone, to prepare to welcome the Maharaja.

The boisterous atmosphere with the temptations of Candra and the laughter of other groups, was instantly silent.

They gathered together and cupped their hands above their heads, welcoming the most powerful.

"We salute His Majesty the Maharaja." Serelapot guests snoring. Their eyes were closed, not daring to see the beauty of the Emperor.

"Wake up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"This morning there are some things, so it can only come now," said Hayan about the delay.

Some people were astonished, the number one person was being very humble to his subordinates. They are people who rarely enter the palace, because of the difficulty of access.

While some others, have been accustomed to seeing the Emperor close to a group of people.

Not all the ministers in the palace were close to the Maharaja. Those close to the Maharaja had one thing in common, equally close to the Princess.

In silence, people seemed to put ears on, listening to Hayan and Candra chatter. Except Djahan who keeps stalking Candra's movements.

Resign..

Djahan hopes Candra doesn't do anything disappointing.

"A-you're too generous," replied Candra.

Candra hooked her hand restlessly. At odds with Mahapatih, it is not as bad as quarreling with the Maharaja.

The Lord has a great conscience. Mahapatih will only punish the guilty.

Unlike the Emperor, which always involves the family of the perpetrator.

The existence of 'Maharani' had held back the cruel character of the Maharaja. But after the departure of the Maharani, the Maharaja returned to his nature.

Everyone comes into contact with him, their families will not survive.

This is not known to the public, but it is enough to withstand the rotten plans of high-level officials.

"No need to be too stiff. Please enjoy the party comfortably," said Hayan and then the music was chanted again.

People were talking back. They paid little attention to the words so as not to offend their master.

"Everyone was surprised, you came to the party" Djahan commented.

All this time, only the bhre had come to the wedding feast of the nobles.

Bhre is a nickname for the brother and sister of the Maharaja who exercises the government.

Hayan has one younger brother and two cousins. Although all three are women, they take care of their respective areas.

Bhre Pajang, which is the title for Hayan's younger brother, Netarja, has always been Hayan's representative in attending parties held by nobles.

"I won't forget the people who have done so much" said Hayan, staring at Candra.

"You're too complimentary" said Candra.

"You brought victory in Tanjungnagara and stabilized it." Hayan refers to an island larger than the island where his power is located.

"That's thanks to His Majesty's guidance."

Candra gave Hayan a glass of warm drink.

Hayan shook his head firmly. Not to embarrass. He wouldn't touch that intoxicating drink.

Crazily Candra pulled her hand. He gave another drink and heaved a sigh of relief, his master was willing to receive the warm tea he had poured.

Candra chatted with them, then switched to welcoming other guests. Hayan nodded, agreeing. There was no way he would hold back the host.

"The moon is getting brighter. Please enjoy the party comfortably," said Hayan standing followed by all guests.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

The only person sitting, Djahan, glanced at Hayan who was staring at him.

"I will stay here" said Djahan.

He is also like Hayan, does not like parties that waste time. It was just that, he wanted to see through to the end.

Hayan was a little surprised. He had opened up opportunities for Djahan, to go from that tiring place, Djahan did not even want to leave.

Hayan breezed away. He walked towards the banyan tree, where Candra was last seen.

"Where is the host?" ask Hayan to the waiter who passed by.

The man who was far from his daily appearance, did not see the host in the seat near the banyan tree.

He thought Candra was greeting people who were busy chatting there.

"Tuan–"

"Master, please pass by here," cut off another servant who ran around a little.

Hayan scanned the waiter and followed him without hesitation.

Hayan's forehead shriveled at the sight of a large building without life.

All the doors and windows were closed. The servant opened the main door.

"What does this mean?" tanya Hayan looked. The entire interior of the building is dark without lighting.

"He just told me to take you," said the waiter, waiting for Hayan to come in and waltzing away.

From the darkness, someone approached Hayan.

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