2025-11-27 09:04:01The woman shook her head gently, a soft smile playing at her lips. "Not strange at all—you look handsome without the beard." She even covered her face with her hands, as if embarrassed by how honestly she had spoken her mind.
Bargowo furrowed his brow, feeling as if her praise was too much. "You’re the first person who’s ever called me handsome. Did my beard really make your eyes hurt that much?" The woman laughed—a loud, joyous sound that drew the attention of other patrons in the eatery, who turned to look at her. "My eyes are just fine, sir. Oh, right... let me introduce myself. My name is Siswati," she said, extending her hand toward him. Bargowo looked confused for a moment, then took her small hand in his large one. "I’m Bargowo." "Wow—your name fits you perfectly. Tall, strong, and powerful," Siswati praised, her eyes shining as she looked up at him. "You’re being too kind," Bargowo said, shaking his h
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The woman shook her head gently, a soft smile playing at her lips. "Not strange at all—you look handsome without the beard." She even covered her face with her hands, as if embarrassed by how honestly she had spoken her mind. Bargowo furrowed his brow, feeling as if her praise was too much. "You’re the first person who’s ever called me handsome. Did my beard really make your eyes hurt that much?" The woman laughed—a loud, joyous sound that drew the attention of other patrons in the eatery, who turned to look at her. "My eyes are just fine, sir. Oh, right... let me introduce myself. My name is Siswati," she said, extending her hand toward him. Bargowo looked confused for a moment, then took her small hand in his large one. "I’m Bargowo." "Wow—your name fits you perfectly. Tall, strong, and powerful," Siswati praised, her eyes shining as she looked up at him. "You’re being too kind," Bargowo said, shaking his h
BARGOWO’S NEW LOOK
The eatery’s owner looked up, and a small gasp escaped her lips as she saw the tall, muscular man standing before her. Fear flickered in her eyes at the sight of his thick, unkempt beard and the massive cleaver at his hip—both of which lent him an air of raw, untamed ferocity. "Yes, sir? How may I help you?" she asked, her voice trembling slightly, her gaze darting away from his, too afraid to meet his eyes. "My friend and I have just arrived in the city—he’s sitting over there," Bargowo said, nodding toward Rangga’s table. "I wanted to ask you something about the King, before I try to meet him, ma’am." The woman’s brow furrowed deeply in surprise. With a face and frame as intimidating as his, how could he possibly hope to meet King Wanajaya—who was surely guarded by soldiers with sharp eyes and even sharper swords? The guards would undoubtedly look at him with suspicion, if not outright hostility. "Is something wrong, ma’am? Do I look...
SEEKING INFORMATION
Yoga felt truly trapped by the web of words he had woven. In that moment, he realized Prince Dananjaya was not as foolish as he had once thought. The King’s stepbrother had cornered him with a question that was nothing short of a snare—and he knew he must give the perfect answer if he was to escape their suspicion. "As things stand now, Your Highness, our forces are still outnumbered by theirs. If it was indeed Duke Hanggareksa’s men who destroyed the small stronghold, then we must wait for our other troops to arrive. We cannot afford to be hasty—to attack without a solid plan in place," he said, his voice steady as a rock, even as his hands trembled slightly at his sides. Dananjaya was stunned. He had meant to trap Yoga—but instead, he found himself on the receiving end of a subtle rebuke, a reminder of his own impatience to attack and seize control of the Duchy of Tanjung Rejo. "So what do you propose we do?" "We wait for the next wave of ou
QUESTIONS FOR YOGA
"I do not know what happened, Your Highness. When we arrived there, we found the small stronghold in ruins, and the bodies of our soldiers lying scattered everywhere," the man said, his voice still trembling with fear. "Who could have done this?" Dananjaya murmured, his mind racing, his breath coming in heavy, ragged gusts that echoed in the quiet room. "Even if Hanggareksa has powerful warriors at his command, that stronghold was not an easy place to find. Unless... there is a traitor among us," said the old man—Dananjaya’s master—his eyes narrowing into tiny slits that fixed on Yoga, who immediately bowed his head lower. "Could it be that Lodra has betrayed us, Master?" Dananjaya asked, his fingers massaging his temples as a sudden headache throbbed through his skull. "What do you think?" the old man replied, a smile playing at his lips—a smile that held a mystery so deep it made the air around them feel thick with unease.
THE WRATH OF PRINCE DANANJAYA
"I have heard of Prince Dananjaya’s Twelve Guardians from Lodra, my Lord," Yoga said, his eyes closing for a moment as he searched his memory. "But I have never met them in person. And according to Lodra, it was he himself who trained those twelve warriors over the past several years," he added, his voice carrying a note of solemnity. Aji’s brow furrowed deeply, a look of realization crossing his face. "Then it is certain—the old man I fought last night was Lodra. For those Twelve Guardians feared him above all else." "May it be so, my Lord. Then we can crush their movements as soon as possible," Yoga replied, a spark of hope in his eyes. "Wait a moment... You said Lodra trained them over the past several years. But the Duke once told me that Lodra resigned from his post as Grand Advisor nearly eight months ago. That means Lodra had already formed an alliance with Prince Dananjaya while he was still serving the Duchy—and the plot to overthrow
AJI’S HUNCH
"Why are you smiling like that?" Ratih asked, her eyes wide with bewilderment, her voice soft as the morning breeze that now crept through the hall’s tall windows."Do you not remember the figure I fought last night?" Aji replied, his signature smile curving across his lips like a crescent moon, holding a secret that seemed to dance in his dark eyes."Yes, of course I do. But what does that have to do with—?""It means the one I faced in battle last night was almost certainly Lodra!" Aji cut in, his voice ringing with a certainty that sent a shiver down Ratih’s spine. He turned his gaze to Yoga, his expression growing serious. "Go and find out if he is still at the warehouse. If he is not there... then we will know for certain that the old man from last night was him."Yoga scratched his head slowly, a look of doubt clouding his features. He found it hard to believe that Aji’s opponent could have been Lodra—for he knew the old man’s skills were legendary, said to be unmatched in all t
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