The story of a wanderer who sacrifices for the sake of a future leader who will build a great empire on the island of Java. Stranded in an unfamiliar soul, passing through the twists and turns of time travel. Rafasya Az-Zahra became an unreduled figure in great history by drawing the hands of the young man he so admired. He is present in the silence of dreams, not disturbing the melodious harmony at night. He, Raden Patah, was the founder of the kingdom of Demak, a man whom Zahra loved so much—a wanderer.

LORO (HURT/TWO)

Two hours long the girl played the lute in front of Brawijaya. However, it did not attract the king's attention in the slightest. Amarawati could only breathe quietly to see Brawijaya who was staring in the void. 


"Can I come in?" The girl lowered her head after the King asked her to play music in his room. 


"I can't sleep. Your music sounds so beautiful that I miss the tone. No need to worry, I will guarantee your safety, Nara." 


Kinara was still in doubt, but she ventured to accept the King's invitation. "If so, I will bring my instrument into Your Majesty's room." 


The king nodded. He awaited Kinara's arrival in his room. Not long after, Kinara came. The girl was sitting under the King's bed. The king smiled as he laid down his body. Kinara's fingers began to play picking the lute. The sweets cradled anyone who heard it. The king did not realize that he had moved into the dreamland. 


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