Prince Without Crown
A moving meeting

That morning, in a large village but hidden in the depths of the teak valley forest, precisely in front of Balairung which is located around the largest house size among other houses, it looked like a middle-aged woman accompanied by two ladies-in-waiting several times frowned.

This is because, from the direction of the cliff wall that houses the secret door to the village, the, now it seems that hundreds or even thousands of humans have sprung out of the secret door while carrying bundles and all sorts of things they can transport.

In front, it looks Senopati Arya Prana accompanied by her younger brother, Arya Permadi, there is also Commander Rangga, who is also, Tumenggung Paksi and Wiguna are currently giving orders to the groups like refugees.

Not far from the five middle-aged men, stood four people consisting of two young men and two girls who two of them bear swords like swordsmen, just pay attention while occasionally helping those who need help.

But to the astonishment of the woman standing in the Hall was a young man wearing white pants, a sleeveless white shirt with a yellow silk cloth embroidered in gold tied around his waist.

The astonishment of the middle-aged woman who was accompanied by the two lady-in-waiting was, why did Senopati Arya Prana and the others have such respect for the young man? And so do the refugees. They repeatedly gave reverent prayers to the young man who only folded his hands in front of his chest.

"Who is that young man?" The middle-aged woman muttered inwardly.

"Arimbi. Have you ever seen that young man dressed in all white? Or is he one of the Waringin villagers who used to evacuate here?" Ask the middle-aged woman.

"Also Gusti the Empress. I have never seen that young man. However, from his gait, the young man seems like a swordsman," replied the Dayang while courting.

"Try you notice! It seemed that Senopati Arya Prana was treating the young man with the utmost respect. He even offered prayers to the young man. I wondered in my heart. Who is that young man really?"

"Gusti Empress, does Gusti Empress want the servant to meet Senopati Arya Prana and ask about the young man?" Ask the lady named Arimbi.

"No need! They'll be seeing me soon, too," firmly the Empress then chose to stand watching the villagers on the outskirts of the Pitulung duchy who fled because the duchy had been destroyed by Senopati Arya Prana on the orders of Prince Indra Mahesa.

Now, all the refugees are already entirely within the village area.

After pressing the button that made the stone door creak shut, it, now Senopati Arya Prana also led the refugees to face and worship the Empress who had seen her standing in the Balairung pendopo.

"Gusti Prince Indra Mahesa. The woman standing on the stairs was Gusti Empress Mother of the Prince. Will Gusti go straight to see him?" Senopati Arya Prana.

"Uncle, please walk in front. Finish the Uncle report. After that, I will introduce myself to Mother" replied Prince Indra Mahesa. His lips said that. Though in his heart, he was eager to fly over to the middle-aged woman and rest at her feet.

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Thousands of people led by Senopati Arya Prana seemed to sit on the sandy soil right in front of the Balairung pendopo which is still around the largest house.

Finished reporting and presenting the reverential worship to the Empress, now it came to the Empress to ask Senopati Arya Prana about the four young warriors who came with the group of refugees.

"Also Gusti the Empress. Let me introduce these four young warriors,"

"The most mature one is called Bayu Gatra. Andika just came down the mountain. Precisely from the teak padepokan Anom in the duchy of the noble teak located in the kingdom of Garingging. The second is Andini. Students of Bima Purana. To the third girl named, Gayatri. He was a disciple of the Angelic Finger of the Peak Realm. For the last one..,"

Senopati Arya Prana took a deep breath while looking at Prince Indra.

"Why stop, Senopati Arya Prana? What happened to the last young man?" Ask the Empress.

"Also Gusti the Empress. The last one is named Indra Mahesa. Andika is studying to Santalaya eyeang from the valley of carrion. Then move to the foot of the cleft mountain where the residence of the Angel fan is silver," said Senopati Arya Prana while bowing respectfully.

While being assisted by two ladies and gentlemen, he stepped down the stairs which numbered three steps and now stood in front of Senopati Arya Prana and the others then asked. "Who's her name you said?!" Ask the Empress.

"Also Gusti the Empress. Her name is Indra Mahesa. He's studying at Santalaya eyes in the valley of carrion,"

Seeeerr!!!

The Queen's blood rippled upon hearing this explanation.

He now very carefully looked at the face of Prince Indra and only stopped paying attention when he saw the yellow silk cloth wrapped around the young man's waist.

"Indra Mahesa? What?" Murmured the empress.

"Mother!" Said the prince then crawled closer to the woman's feet and then rested while crying hugging the legs of the woman who gave birth to him.

How much he had missed and wanted to meet his parents.

Although incomplete, at least he has now met his mother. And it gave her a little solace.

"Are you Indra Mahesa my son who fell into the abyss of the valley of carcass?" The Empress asked feeling as if this was a dream.

Prince Indra Mahesa did not answer the question but rather removed his belt while fingering the inside of his shirt.

Not long after, it appeared in the young man's hand that there was a kris with a dragon. Then, by bending one leg, Prince Indra immediately raised the keris that was on top of his palms to the top as high as his head.

"This.., this is kemuning tumbar keris. Meaning?!"

"Also Gusti the Empress. Everything is true. The five servants had witnessed for themselves with our eyes when Gusti the prince pulled out a yellow tumbar keris to kill Datuk Marah Lelang and also Wikalpa,"

This time Senopati Arya Prana ventured to answer the statement from the Empress.

"Indra my son! Oh God! Thank you for turning out that my son is still alive and has now grown into a young swordsman" said the Empress with tears beginning to wet her cheeks.

"Mother!"

Those are the only words that can be said from the lips of Prince Indra Mahesa. The rest, he just cried and continued to cry making everyone who was in the pendopo so join in crying.

"My son. I've been looking for you everywhere, son. These dry tears keep crying over you. It turns out that God is not sleeping. He answered the prayer of a mother who loved her son. You're finally back. This is all thanks to the power and greatness of God,"

"I'm sorry Indra, Mother. Forgive ananda. Ananda can only come back now. This is because Master Ananda did not allow ananda to descend the mountain at a very young age,"

"No. You are innocent of my son. Your teacher is innocent too. That is a very wise act. That way, you're almost an adult now. Your teacher's intentions are good. Thank goodness we can still be reunited,"

The haru atmosphere makes Senopati Arya Prana, Arya Permadi, Panglima Rangga, Tumenggung Paksi and Wiguna can only be bowed to the floor with tears continuing to flow. It is conceivable how happy the heart of a woman who holds the title of mother when she is reunited with her Son who was separated since infancy.

Seriate...