TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
JUST LIKE HER 1

"ARE YOU GOING TO LET YOUR MAJESTY'S SON DIE?"

"Shut up!" jolt guards.

The guard pushed the lady with his spear. Not allowing anyone to approach the entrance of Bale' Ndamel, the Maharaja's office.

"Don't bother Your Majesty" the bodyguard warned.

Hayan pondered. Thinking of life ahead. Her daughter would have loved to meet her mother, but didn't know if it was nice to have a sister.

Always be special, will you make sebit hate on people who are equally special?

Hayan regained his senses from his daydream when he heard the commotion at the entrance. Hayan. So brave is the man who screams in his study.

"What's this?" ask Hayan out of Bale' Ndamel.

"I'm sorry, Your Majesty. Dayang from Kedaton Ambar came to make a scene," said the bodyguard, who gathered. Crouch down without taking off the guard's spear in his hand. While Kedaton's lady-in-waiting Ambar prostrated himself to his master.

"Say."

Dayang woke up from his bow. He cupped his hands up, revealing the intent of his arrival.

"The servant came to ask His Majesty for help... Mistress Consort Anindya poisoned.. He's bleeding.."

Hayan felt his chest. There was no pain in hearing the news of her beloved concubine being poisoned. His heart was frozen. Only the Sun's Maharan.

Hayan does not really like the news of another woman's pregnancy, even seem to hate. He hated himself who could not help himself.

Whenever the Empress has a child of another seed. In conscious awareness, it is impossible for the woman to choose a man other than her love, Mahapatih Bhumi Maja.

Djahan met more women than he did. The Lord remains faithful.

Hayan hated this situation. He lost to his rival.

Lopi also seemed to hate a disloyalty. Lopi continues to flatter Mahapatih's loyalty.

"Go call the healer. Prepare the stretcher, I'll visit Concubine Anindya."

The guards' hands were trembling. The emperor who did not want to be disturbed, was so concerned with Concubine Anindya, that he wanted to visit her.

Darkened. That was his future, for it had hindered the news of the pain of the Lord's favorite concubine.

The bodyguard heaved a sigh of relief as Hayan climbed onto the stretcher and left. Not leaving punishment. One for him. Light or heavy.

The emperor just left. No load. He breathed a sigh of relief, as if he were the luckiest man in the world.

Hayan looked at the gardens and buildings that never changed. Everything is in accordance with the concept of the Maharan plan.

Hayan stepped into the Kedaton Ambar. The magnificent building was originally intended for Bhre Pajang and his family.

His own wife, who was talking to his sister, asked about his preferences and habits. All the detailed aspects are asked.

Then the Empress made a special room for sewing and a special room for nyinden in one room separated by a wooden barrier.

Netarja Bhre Pajang, really liked the result. Incredibly beautiful and beyond her shadow. Many times Netarja stayed over, her lips never stopped praising the Empress.

Hayan and his sister were very close. Until then the favorite concubine Hayan came, asking the house to stay with all seduction.

Hayan lost. He's too weak. He handed Kedaton Ambar to his favorite concubine.

Netarja can't do anything. Protests are free. He could only avoid his brother who was too stupid. Giving his property to others.

His sister did not love him anymore.

Hayan and Netarja's relationship is also increasingly tenuous. Netarja never came home again.

Hayan took a deep breath.

It is not the fault of Cempaka who seduced him and it is not the fault of Netarja who was angry with him. All is his fault that cannot hold fast to his stand.

"Baginda.. is very sick.." Cempaka held her stomach. His stomach was twitching like something was squeezing in there.

"Calm down. The physician will come soon."

Hayan stroked Cempaka's head. He kept his hands away, Cempaka's sweat stuck to his palms. He took the cloth from the hand of the lady-in-waiting and wiped the sweat on the concubine's forehead.

"Return your breath," said Hayan still wiping Cempaka's sweat with a gentle movement.

"Hamba salutes His Majesty the Maharaja."

Sri Sudewi appeared with a healer from his country and loyal ladies-in-waiting who never left him.

"Queen?" Hayan. It was rare for him to see his women together. Queen Bhumi Maja has a lot of agenda of meeting with the wives of the higher-ups.

"Hamba brought the servant's personal physician to examine Consort Anindya, if Her Majesty pleases." Sri Sudewi smiled.

Cempaka grabbed Hayan's arm. Then thrust his body into the chest of Hayan's field. He showed a fear gesture.

"No, sire! He has poisoned your sister!! Adinda doesn't want to see it! Go!"

Cempaka expelled Sri Sudewi. There was courage in him to complain about everything that had happened. There is a heart he must protect.

Cempaka will be as strong as possible to keep the baby in his womb.

"When I see you are weak and rushed to bring the Tapa healer to check," said Sri Sudewi.

Tabib Tapa is the best healer in the former territory of his family, the Kingdom of Sunda which is now the Sunda Nagara, the region under the rule of Bhumi Maja.

"No, sire.." Cempaka shook her head loudly. He did not want to be with the healer that the Queen had brought.

"Check it out" Hayan broke up. Take off the Cempaka handle. Hayan has memorized the lunge of the Tabib Tapa.

"Maginda ..?" Cempaka looked at his empty hand.

"Check correctly, your life is a guarantee," Hayan said intimidatingly.

Cempaka gave his hand half-heartedly. Tapa checked Cempaka's pulse. His face frowned as he examined the health of the concubine.

"No problem, Your Honor. He's just exhausted. Blood comes out because the fetus is young. Please rest strictly," explained Tapa rested in front of Hayan.

Hayan nodded briefly. His wife also once bled while pregnant. When the month of pregnancy, the Empress thought it was menstruation because she had not realized she was pregnant with a beautiful daughter, Maya Lopika Wijaya.

Hayan remembered his son. Prince Bhumi Maja. Descendants of the Maharaja and Maharani, Hayan did not care even though his wife's body was different.

Rama Ekadanta Wijaya, his son. Hayan will still give the name Ekadanta, because after all customs and ceremonies before and after the birth of Rama, all performed by the Ekadanta family.

Without an exorcism ceremony, his son would not be able to grow up as healthy and intelligent as the Ekadanta family had done.

And let the public guess, why he took the eldest son of the head of the Ekadanta family as the Prince who has the right as the heir of the powerful Bhumi king.

"How can it?! My blood came out until it touched the floor!" sentak Cempaka did not accept. His stomach was wrapped around him and was spitting out a lot of blood. Only a fool would believe he was okay.

Tabib Tapa comes from the same place as the queen, Cempaka saw clearly the engineering among them.

"You can check yourself with Mr. Ra Konco. He will answer the same, Madame Consort." Tabib Tapa pointed a little back of his head, towards Cempaka. The eyes of the healer Tapa looked confident.

"Give the medicine to Concubine Anindya until she is healthy again."

"Okay, Your Majesty."

"Baginda, I want Mr. Ra Konco!" cempaka sela.

"Who will handle your health" said Hayan set the healer from Sunda Galuh as the personal healer of his pregnant concubine.

If Sunda Galuh were to hold treason, Hayan could easily erase their map of power and hand over the throne of Natha territory to his subordinates.

Hayan came out of the kedaton. Letting his subordinates solve the problem in the territory of the concubine. The war between women is very confusing. Hayan refused to get involved.

To be sure, if he had killed, he would intervene to calm everything. He still has many more important tasks.

If he comes late to save one of his women, it means that the woman is too weak.

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