
Garrendra and his grandfather and their entourage have now left the palace.
" Cake, I just want to talk about something. But why should we leave the palace ?" honestly Garendra frowned in confusion.
" Daughter, it's dangerous in the palace to talk about something important. Even the walls there could hear it" Grandpa Admaja explained very carefully.
" She knows you can understand this"
Garendra was silent, he just listened as if he understood.
" Of course, Grandpa will take you to a place, and you know that only the safest place" explained Mr. Admaja while patting the grandson's back.
Garendra also nodded.
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After a long journey, they finally arrived at a secret place, where right in front of the car they were riding in, there was a Mansion and a very large high gate and so closed.
Mr. Admaja looks so relaxed, while Garendra just observes the place.
Several bodyguards moved nimbly, one of them was calling someone, after a while, the large door immediately opened.
The car entered the gate,
The guard simultaneously bowed his head.
Both are down.
" Welcome Lord" said they all at once.
Previously Admaja had confirmed the intention of their arrival here
" Since you have all gathered here, I will introduce the figure beside me at this time, "
" He is Garendra, who is none other than my own grandson, and from now on you must obey and respect him as much as you respect me" suddenly, it surprised all the residents in the Great Mansion.
And, at once they saluted their new Master.
" Greetings Young Master, Welcome to the Mansion "submit them simultaneously,
Mr. Admaja also brought Garrendra inside.
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Upon arriving inside the Mansion, Garendra was slightly stunned. Various art and portraits of modren that he saw as familiar.
" Any Art Beauty ?" Garendra spelled out a word in a large, framed portrait of the picture located in a living room, the inscription located below the abstract, not-so-obvious-looking photograph . But Garendra felt the image of the figure of the abstark was so charming.
Mr. Admaja turned his head, and followed the direction of the grandchild's gaze
She smiled a little and explained.
" This mansion actually belongs to my daughter, Oh yes Garendra come here, "Mister Admaja invites Garendra to approach the picture frame.
" This image is a tribute to her as the Queen of the World's Beauty, you know my daughter is so amazing, it's a symbol of her own face" Mr. Admaja said the abstract portrait is so very deep. Tucked away such a great longing.
" Hem's. Cakes. May I know, what is the figure of Grandpa's Princess ? and where is he now ? " ask Garendra suddenly, to be honest Admaja never told her anything about the Princess, and never saw her.
Mr. Admaja who heard that immediately realized, he felt a little guilty not telling even told Garendra about Zoya.
Actually, Admaja was very heavy to bring up, there was his own sadness that he felt. There was a time when he wanted to tell that to Garendra.
" Maybe it's time" muttered Mr. Admaja inwardly.
While sighing finally Mr. Admaja tried to be relaxed self-control .
He turned to look at the grandson with a smile, it was time to introduce who the real figure of his daughter to Garendra.
And in this Mansion, all about her Daughter is .
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To be Continue.
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