"Y-You!" Dwi Ara seemed to be at a loss for words with a red face that was so tense. "Just, get out! Get out of my room!" she said, trying to suppress her voice and anger.
Guntur Aji lowered his head, his breathing sounded so heavy. "Then," he said, lifting his head. "What did your hug mean last night, Ara?"
"It means nothing!" said Dwi Ara. "It's just a formality that exists in the Seven Kingdoms. You know that, don't you?"
"No, Ara. It's not. I felt the feelings flowing from your heart to mine last night."
"You're just dreaming, Aji," said Dwi Ara. "With you running away from your responsibilities almost eight years ago, you are no longer in my heart!"
"Ara, please…" Guntur Aji approached the Queen of Daksina closer. "Listen to me!"
"You, jus go, Aji," said Dwi Ara, turning her face to the side. "Go before my husband sees you in this room!"
