"You haven't forgotten that girl, have you?"
Pramudya Antaguna frowned. "You mean, the girl who disappeared from my room that time?"
"Yes," Rangda took a deep breath.
"Of course," Pramudya understood that. "You said that she was actually my wife—well, ex-wife. Princess Lathifa Minan."
Rangda grinned. "Good grief! So you don't believe me?"
"Hey," said Pramudya. "At that time, I saw you were very disappointed after failing to get what you wanted from the Nan Sarunai people. So, well… I didn't really take what you said then."
"Oh, you stupid king!" Rangda didn't seem happy because it turned out that Pramudya had not taken her words seriously.
"Hey, you were injured back then, remember?"
"Alright, alright, just forget it!"
"No, I'm not," Pramudya smiled with his hands on his waist. One thought danced merrily in his head. "I would be happy if indeed that girl was Lathi. There are so many things I want to do with her now."
