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Carving on the Wall

Satya is a man who for two years has always harbored hatred towards Sonya, his boss at a private insurance company. With Sonya's attitude and words that are always harsh and insulting to him, every day Satya's hatred is getting bigger. One day, Satya finds all his hatred towards Sonya fading and disappearing just like that after he finds out the truth about Sonya. And now, for a week, they were even involved in an unusually intimate relationship. Unfortunately, the relationship did not last long, Satya left the pregnant Sonya, and he returned to his hometown, Bali. In the old house that his family inherited from generation to generation, Satya found a carving on one of the walls in the living room, with a line of words barely legible. He who lived alone because all his relatives had died, tried to recall the stories of his ancestors about the carving. Until one night, by accident, Satya was able to recall the lines of sentences that were between the carvings on the living room wall. Something happened shortly after Satya read the sentence. He felt his body being pulled by a powerful force that made him move between dimensions and time. Satya was suddenly in one land, in the era 1000 years before his time. Here, Satya has to fight hard to return to his time by helping a royal princess named Lathifa Minan who is usually called Lathi, the princess is being oppressed by her husband. She was even sentenced to death by being thrown to the bottom of the sea. Can Satya save Princess Lathi? Or, can he go back to his time? Then, how does Satya's relationship with Sonya end up, which he left pregnant? Well, find the answer in this story. Happy reading ^^

Ando_Ajo · Fantasía
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The Spoiled Ambitious Prince

Lathifa could only cry after no one was there with her. She cried because the large and magnificent room was the room of his father and mother before this kingdom was seized by Pramudya.

All the good memories of that luxurious room just popped into her head. The smile of the father, or the warm embrace of the mother. Memories of her childhood running to and fro in the room, playing with the palace maids.

The princess was sinking deeper and deeper into her sorrow, all she could do was cry and cry. Even though it was true, she was hungry right now, she still wouldn't touch the food.

"Father, mother… what should I do?" she mumbled between her tears.

Then he gasped, lifted his face, and looked here and there. Something flashed through her head.

She got up, looking for something she could use to cover her naked body.