TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
006 - PAIN HE HAS NOT FELT FOR A LONG TIME

Some time before..

Hayan airs above the clouds past the vast stretched islands. He and the sembrani horse flew eastward, from the westernmost tip of his seat of power.

Hayan's eye bags looked big. He forced all his strength, in order to reach the destination faster, many times over, than the real time.

Under the sky, on the winding plains, there was Djahan the Mahapatih.

The man who had his hair cepol up was riding an elephant, he walked far ahead of Hayan the Maharaja.

Each stomp of the elephant's feet makes holes that protrude slightly inward. The animals along the road were scattered. Including the tiger the lion king.

Djahan was in Trowu, the capital of Bhumi Maja.

He set out first upon receiving a message from his master the Maharaja, who preached the abduction of the Princess.

Hayan descended to the point that he had been told to Ekawira, one of his trusted officers who was conquering the Eastern part that had not yet entered his territory.

As soon as it landed on the ground, the sembrani horse that Hayan was riding on immediately returned to its place.

Hayan's face was as white as a corpse. The road is a little staggering due to self-imposing.

A pungent aroma suddenly burst into his sense of smell.

This is usually not a barrier for him, to stay upright and issue intimidation for those who are insolent.

But today, he really felt weak.

His energy had been depleted due to the long journey.

A trivial trap that usually did not affect him, now made him weak and helpless.

"Generic ... Uhuk ..."

Hayan coughing. His throat was choked with invisible hairs in the air.

He shuts his mouth and nose tightly, to reduce the aroma that does not scatter and to dispel invisible circles.

Hayan's eyes were poking. He did not feel a person's presence, until that person was right in front of him.

"Master, I sent young master Sanjaya to pick you up," said a beautiful woman.

The woman's body was wrapped in a tight cloth, forming each of her seductive curves.

Her waist was slender, the fruit in front of and behind was balanced in size, her lips were red and sexy, her eyes were sharp as if she was about to become a predator.

Nera is King Ende's nephew. He appears while showing Ekawira's badge.

Hayan held his dizzy head.

The journey from Watek Lengkasuka which should have been a month and a half, with the sembrani horse he was short to two days.

Hayan opened his between fingers peeking at the person who came.

"Sia–"

"Sorry, I checked."

Nera brought her face closer to Hayan.

Hayan felt the water enter his throat. This woman is uniting both of their sense of taste.

Hayan raised his hand. He slapped Nera so far that he flew away.

Nera squealed in pain. His spine seemed to be split in two, as a result of being hit by a hard tree trunk.

And his jaw felt shifted, due to Hayan's slap that was not soft.

Hayan banged his chest trying to pull out water, which began to make his body feel strange.

"Nerah!" shouted a woman with a shiny headband, the sign of the chief's nuclear family.

'Sister Chandelier?' nera murmured inwardly, while rubbing the bloody tip of her lips.

"Geez you're hurt ..."

Chendera cupped Nera's face and looked at her worriedly. Her ayu cousin, who had always been under everyone's protection, now looked miserable.

The flag held the mist in her eyes, so as not to go down and made Nera unwell.

"Now it is safe ..."

Cendera stroked Nera's cheeks, to channel a sense of security.

Nera was about to ask about her sister, Cendera immediately nodded before her cousin spoke.

Nera crashes her body and thanks her cousin's sister.

"Thank you, brother," said Nera with great difficulty.

"Bring him!" order the flag on her ladies.

"Sister, this man ..."

Nera stared worriedly at the man who was propping up his body on the tree.

The person that the madman was trying to trap was definitely a big person.

If you let this man know what Nera has done, his tribe might get involved.

The flag gave a soothing smile. He will solve the problems his cousin made.

"I will heal him" said Cendera.

"Or better to be killed" murmured Cendera pursed her lips.

"Sir ..."

Nera was worried that the person in front of them was really an important person, and her family would not accept being killed intentionally.

He was confused about how to express his opinion.

In addition to the difficulty of speaking, if he refutes the daughter of the chief, he and his family will be punished. But if allowed the cousin to act arbitrarily, it could be that one tribe will be in trouble.

"You guys just go back. I'm catching up!" the word Cendera implied a firm belief.

'Be careful, brother!' Nera said with a move of her lips. He was no longer able to endure his mouth pain.

"Are you stupid or don't know? Entering this area only by yourself. We are unheard of does not mean we are weak" Cendera told a man who was spewing water.

He stared at the disdain of the liquid coming out of the man's mouth, plus the smell of sweat coming out of the man's body made him nauseous.

'Did this man not clean himself for decades?' batin Cendera while closing her nose.

'Careful brother. The problem is not water, but small pebbles that go directly into the stomach, ' said Nera in the heart in the arms of the Cendera guards.

Hayan tried to control himself. His stomach no longer felt wrapped around and the liquid that was forced into his body, had all come out without any residue.

Hayan looked up when someone spoke to him.

There a familiar silhouette was standing there nagging.

The woman frowned when she saw Hayan, who still had remnants of saliva on the side of her mouth.

Hayan smiled looking at that careless expression. The same expression when he was caught drinking the devil's drink and eating stinky meat.

Tears were breaking on Hayan's face. He could not control his feelings, seeing the figure right in front of his eyes.

The figure he missed, the woman he was waiting for .. has returned!

"Maharani ...? You're back yet?" Hayan held the woman's shoulder in front of him. Then he took the woman into his arms.

A warm embrace that channeled a deep longing.

He had held everything back for a very long time.

"Master, I've come to heal you!"

Cendera tried to take off her embrace. He shuddered when he felt his back wet.

"I miss you so much ..."

Hayan's shoulders went up and down. No matter if anyone sees it —a big man— is crying.

He had not expected to meet his Empress in a place he had not expected.

If this is a dream, he does not want himself to wake up.

"Master ... I will eliminate–"

Hayan straightened her body, she tilted her head in front of the woman's face. Staring deeply at the bottomless black eyes. Hayan carved in memory, the face of the woman he missed so much.

Hypnotized hazel eyes Cendera saw the sharp eyes of Hayan, who unsheathed his sturdy defensive wall.

The misty Senses felt a soft object touch his lips. He noticed that this man had a beautiful face.

Hayan held back Cendera with his hand. He still gave a longing kiss and slowly carried the woman in his arms lying on the ground.

The sound of birds squealing or falling leaves colored by moonlight, making the atmosphere more intimate.

"Can?" tanya Hayan looked at the face she missed so much.

"You have to take responsibility" replied Cendera.

The flag biting his lips felt a pain that he had not felt for a long time. The man guided her well, until only the pleasure she felt.

They did so under the witness of the shining moonlight.

Cendera looked at the sleeping man beside her. Then he spread out a cloth to cover the plain bodies of the two of them.

Until the morning changes.

The sound of a broken twig woke them up.

Hayan sat down and rubbed his face. Its strong aura makes the birds fly, afraid of dying instantly from exhaustion.

"What have you done?!"

Hayan's gaze was filled with anger. He gathered his scattered clothes and wore them as fast as lightning.

How could he be so careless!?

"I'd like to treat you but you attacked me instead. Now take responsibility!" todong Flagpole after wearing the original cloth originally made a blanket.

"Truely I have to take responsibility."

Hayan opened his keris and placed it on Cendera's neck.

"Say who sent you?"

"You were treated by Yuyud Tendu through the smoke and medicine my sister put in. I wanted to get it out, but it was late. Then you attack me."

Cut to pieces last night made Hayan lower his keris. Hayan recalled that there were other women who came first, before the forbidden thing they did.

"The smoke makes you hallucinate and the drug is a stimulant drug."

Hayan threw the keris in anger. He was angry at himself who could not control himself.

It should be that a trap as weak as this would not be able to trap him! But he had already desecrated himself, by wrestling with another woman.

Hayan groaned in his heart. No, he showed his anger before the enemy, even though she said she wanted to save him.

Hayan stared flatly at the Flag. Giving one a chance to prove himself not to be involved with Yuyud's plans.

"Woman, show me the way!"

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