TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]

TIKZ 2 [Throwing Into the Golden Age]
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"Is there anything less?" asked Balaputra from behind the curtain of Udelia's room.


Udelia was placed in one large room. They were in a large house which was a small abandoned palace belonging to Sunda Galuh.


Niskala had access to all properties of the former Sunda Royal family as compensation for the damage done by Sri Sudewi and as compensation for the banning of Niskala and her family from interfering in government affairs.


His arrogant cousin thought everything was going right. Surveys all the places Niskala has. The woman was just checking out a beautiful and clean place, thinking of Niskala as a spoiled child like a dozen years ago.


Sri Sudewi did not examine the caves that Niskala had visited and also did not examine abandoned palaces that were deliberately not restored.


All those shanty places are filled with satanic myths and evil jinn, making the brutes come. The atmosphere and the building that Niskala chose supported all the myths it spread, no one dared to approach its hiding place.


Abandoned caves and buildings may be terrible when viewed from the outside. Contrast with its comfortable and clean inside. Like the abandoned palace Niskala gave to Balaputra.


"I want to go home."


Udelia wants to go home. I want to return to a peaceful life. The peaceful days. A peaceful future. Flat future plans, ruined already.


Udelia's future plans are very simple. She just wants to spend her childhood with her and her husband, get them into academia, then marry them off to the right person, and end up facing old age with cute grandchildren.


All destroyed when Mahapatih came. It gets even more devastated when Candra hugs a woman without thinking about her feelings.


Udelia glanced at the busy curtain, Balaputra stepped into her room. Hurriedly Udelia fixed her clothes, standing up to greet her master.


As long as he was still in Balaputra's grasp, he was merely a lowly slave taken from the battlefield.


The servants continued to whisper the doctrine so that the woman his master had brought did not try to escape. Only this time their mild mistakes were not covered by Balaputra.


The cook and the group of waiters who served the dish, were not punished when they gave the salty rice pollen.


They were prepared to accept death, as their comrades had preceded.


Waiting until the meal time was over, even continuing to wait until the two mealtimes had passed, their master did not scold them, he said, just because the woman from the battlefield with her son did not protest spending the dishes that were there.


"I'm still bleeding, sir," Udelia explained timidly.


Deadly illness is one of his biggest fears.


He heard from the teacher who taught him, if the blood was coming out must dare to refuse to connect with the body, or else the blood will continue to come out, until the next will not be able to stop and the body will run out of blood.


So it is better to buy up to a week and two weeks, than to bleed to death.


Udelia did not want to bleed to death.


The balaputra took Udelia's hand and piled it on the woman's thigh, then she placed her head on top of Udelia's piled up hand.


His face looked peaceful and comfortable.


"I'm so tired. But if I go home without finishing this, it's uncomfortable."


Udelia did not know what to respond to. It seems like what the master was talking about was about the assault.


If she cheers, she has betrayed her husband's land. If he told her to stop, she would probably be killed.


"Sister, can we go back?"


Udelia shut. Not understanding the direction of Balaputra talks. His mouth was locked, not wanting any wrong words to make his neck threatened.


"I'm the tompel's sister that you always talk to your sister's friend about. I was the one you saved from the river. Sorry I was stalking sister. Stealing hear about brother, reading sister messages, hacking sister social media. I just want to know a lot about my sister before I meet my sister. My sister likes my mas. Haishh. I'm so confused."


Balaputra chattered happily. His mouth was always smiling sweetly.


Or else, he'll go with Balaputra. Stay away from the past and live peacefully with her two children. Rama will give him good understanding.


The plan is suddenly arranged considering the evil Candra hugs another woman.


"Since we're here, both from the same world, do you want us to stay together instead of coming back?"


Udelia. The man had the same plan as him. But the man was talking about someone else. Udelia did not remember everything Balaputra told her.


There's no way Udelia's coming along and just being a substitute. Later when he meets a real woman, he will be coldly kicked.


"You're wrong" Udelia said.


Balaputra held his head up. He stared at Udelia. A little disappointed at the cold words of his heart. Just a little bit, because he understood why Udelia was acting like that.


"Well, you must have forgotten" said Balaputra lightly.


The big man got up. He held a cloth on his waist. It only raised Udelia's vigilance.


"I was born sixteen days ago" Udelia explained.


"There must be someone who uses my sister all this time" Balaputra replied.


His voice is always relaxed. Udelia's confused. Balaputra is serious or joking. He was still staring at Balaputra who was unrolling the cloth on his waist.


Balaputra took the necklace from the sidelines of the cloth. He showed the necklace in front of Udelia's face.


Udelia sparkled to see her necklace was not lost taken by the herd of soldiers. His eyes dimmed as Balaputra approached him.


Udelia closed her eyes, afraid Balaputra would do something with the lure of the necklace. Udelia was not a cheap woman, she did not want to exchange an object for her body.


"Sister always wears this. For this, it's impossible for you to forget, right?" balaputra said while wearing the necklace.


Udelia, who closed her eyes, opened them slowly as her chin was raised by a long finger.


Balaputra lingered on Udelia's black eyes, examining the one inside.


"Sister's been influenced by magic. I'll try to heal" Balaputra said, removing a hand from Udelia's chin.


"You know me?" ask Udelia.


The man provided decent food, a decent bed, as well as decent toys for his son Rama.


His good attitude and not telling him to do anything as a slave, showed Balaputra treating him like a guest, not a slave like the servants said.


"No. But I know a lot"


"Tell me."


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