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I looked around me.
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I wasn't in my room anymore. I was in a court hall with half a dozen men sitting alongside of me and half a dozen men sitting across me. All of them were sitting on a podium.
They weren't from this era; they were wearing clothes that the Sultan noblemen wore during the kesultanan Melayu , centuries ago. The noblemen were wearing different designs of head dress to show their status, baju melayu and keris inserted in between the songket at their waist. All of them were facing the Sultan sitting on the throne.
"Have you found my princess, Laksamana? "asked the Sultan looking at a man kneeling in front of him in the court. The man bowed his head, both hand clasp pointed towards the sultan, he raised it to his forehead in a solemn sign of respect.
"I haven't Tuanku, but rest assured I have a few of my men scouting the village for her." Nobody seemed to notice I was there.
Was I dreaming?
I stood alongside the Laksamana and still no commotion was made.
Didn't anybody see a strange girl in her pajamas standing besidethe laksmana.?
Everybody looked worried.
"Where has she gone, Permaisuri has not been able to eat nor sleep worrying where she is?" sighed the Sultan.
"Maybe if we have spread word that you have accepted her husband, then she might come out of hiding. Youngsters now are too sensitive, she will return home once her anger subsides," said an elderly man wearing a white baju melayu with snow white beard sitting on the right side of the Sultan.
"Thank you, Tok Guru, I hope that is the case. I shouldn't have been in a haste to send her and her strange husband from the istana. Permaisuri has fallen sick since then," sighed Sultan.
"Strange husband? Surely he didn't mean Melor?" I whispered to myself. Suddenly the Tok Guru looked at my direction. I was still standing beside the kneeling Laksamana. Tok Guru got off the podium and walked slowly towards me. All the noblemen and the sultan were looking at him curiously but nobody said a word. They couldn't see me.
"Who are you, young lady?" asked Tok Guru. I was stunned. He could see me! The Laksamana had gotten up and was looking at my direction but he couldn't see anything.
"Who are you, young lady with your strange clothing?" I was wearing my pink teddy bear pajama.
"You can see me?" Tok Guru nodded.
"You're not from this world." I nodded. "Where is Puteri Melor? Is she with you?"
I couldn't answer him; I wasn't even sure whether he was talking about our Melor.
"Answer me!" he raised his voice.
"We're.....we're searching for someone," I stuttered. Tok Guru looked at me, studying me....somehow reading me.
"Find Pak Pandir. "
A hand grabbed my shoulder roughly. I screamed at the top of my lungs...
"Aaaaarggghhhhh!!!!!!"
"Wake up.....wake up!, "Mom screamed. I was trashing on the bed. Mom was standing above me looking as startled as I was and then when I had calmed down, Mom shook her head.
"It's almost 8 am, what kind of girl would wake up this late. Hurry up and take your bath!" scolded Mom with Melor peeking behind her.
