Peter Pan Story

Wendy, John, and Michael Darling lived in London. One night, Wendy woke to find a strange boy sitting on the floor who was crying. "My name is Wendy," she said. "Who are you? Why are you crying? "I'm Peter Pan," the boy replied. "I'm crying because my shadow won't stick to me." "Don't cry," Wendy said. "We can fix that." And she sewed Peter's shadow to the tips of his shoes. Peter was delighted. "Fly back to Neverland with me and my fairy, Tinker Bell," Peter begged. "You could be our mother and take care of us." "Can you teach me to fly?" Wendy asked. Peter nodded. "Let's wake John and Michael," Wendy said. "You can teach us all to fly and then we will leave for Neverland !" The children were soon flying around the room. then—Swoosh ! Out the window they all flew. Wendy, John, and Michael flew behind Peter Pan and Tinker Bell, following the golden arrows that pointed the way to Neverland. Finally, they were flying over the island. "The lost boys live with me and Tinker Bell. I'm their captain," Peter said. "The Indians live over there, and the mermaids live in the lagoon. And there are pirates too, led by Captain Hook." "Pirates?" exclaimed Wendy, John, and Michael, all in the same breath. Wendy was frightened, but Michael and John wanted to see the pirates right away. "Hook's the meanest pirate ever," Peter warned. "But he's afraid of the crocodile. The crocodile bit off Hook's hand and liked the taste so much that it follows him, hoping for more. Luckily for Hook, the crocodile swallowed a clock. It goes 'Tick, Mock, and warns Hook when the crocodile is nearby" "Oh, my God r" cried Wendy, not sure if she really wanted to stay in Neverlanc: after all. Peter led Wendy, John, and Michael to his house under the woods. They entered through a door hidden in an old tree stump. When the lost boys saw Wendy, they shouted, "Hooray ! Will you be our mother?" "I'm only a little girl," Wendy answered. "I have no experience." But the lost boys looked so sad that she said, "I'll do my best." That night Wendy tucked the boys into bed and told them the tale of Cinderella. Life was pleasant in the cosy house under the woods. Wendy took care of the boys, who explored the island during the day. At night, they gathered for meals, played make- believe games, and listened while Wendy told them stories. One day, Peter and the children went exploring near the mermaids' lagoon. Suddenly Peter yelled, "Pirates ! Take cover." The boys ran away, and Peter and Wendy hid. Peter and Wendy could see that the pirates had tied up Tiger Lily, the Indian princess. The pirates had left her on a rock in the lagoon. Peter was afraid that Tiger Lily would drown when the tide came in. He had to save her ! In a voice that sounded just like Captain Hook's, he shouted, "Set her free !" "But, Captain," the pirates yelled, "you ordered us to bring her here !" "Let her go !' Peter roared, still sounding like Hook. "Aye, aye," the pirates said, and set Tiger Lily free. She swam quickly back to the Indian camp. When Captain Hook found out what had happened, he knew Peter had tricked his pirates. Hook became furious! That night, Wendy told the boys a story about three children who left their parents and flew to Neverland. Their mother and father missed them very much. The children loved Neverland, but they never forgot their home. "Did they ever go back?" the lost boys asked. "Oh, yes," Wendy replied. "They flew home to their mummy and daddy, and everyone was happy." The story made Wendy, John, and Michael homesick. They decided to fly home the next morning. "If you come back with us," Wendy told the lost boys, I'm sure our mother and father would adopt you." "Hooray !" shouted the boys, jumping with joy. Wendy asked Peter if he and Tinker Bell would come home with them too. But Peter didn't want to live where grown-ups could tell him what to do. Peter was sad that his friends were leaving. Still, he wanted the children to arrive home safely, so he asked Tinker Bell to guide them on their trip. Early the next morning, Tinker Bell and the children left the house under the woods. But Captain Hook's pirates were hiding nearby. They captured all the children, tied them up, and marched them towards the pirate's ship. Tinker Bell escaped, and hurried back to tell Peter what had happened. "It's Hook or me this time !" yelled Peter to Tinker Bell as they flew off to save Wendy and the boys. On the pirate's ship, Captain Hook demanded, "Who wants to become a pirate?" The boys shook their heads. "Then make them walk the plank !" Hook roared. The boys tried to look brave, but they were afraid. Suddenly, they heard the "Tick, Tock" of the crocodile. Now it was Captain Hook's turn to be afraid. But the "Tick, Tock" was only Peter, imitating the crocodile-. He flew onto the deck and shouted, "I've got you now, Hook !" Captain Hook jumped up and swung at Peter with his sword. Peter was quick, and stepped away. He slashed at Hook with his own sword until they came close to the edge of the ship. Peter lunged with his sword, and Hook fell into the sea, where the crocodile was waiting for him. And that was the end of Captain. I-look! When Peter was certain that Hook was gone forever, he and Tinker Bell set off for London with Wendy and the boys. Wendy's parents were happy to see their children again. Mr. and Mrs. Darling hugged Wendy, John, and Michael, and agreed to adopt the lost boys. They asked Peter to stay with them also, but he said, "I'm going to stay in Neverland where I never have to grow up." "Goodbye then, Peter. We'll miss you," everyone called. Peter Pan and Tinker Bell waved goodbye and flew home to Neverland.

China Doll

     Mom says he'd come. I know he will not come. If he'd come, mother would not be crying. Would she? I wish you could see. No, I wish I hadn't seen it either. Now, you are Mother, what can I do that your hair is blonde? See, mother was sitting like this. Pull back your legs. Put your hands on your forehead. You won't be able to do it. Her shoulders were shaking, like this. The newspaper was in front of her on the ground. I can't cry like Mother. Dad could definitely do it. Uncle Naser can do it too if he decides.
That is why grown ups are grown ups; they can constantly say, "Don't cry, Maryam." Or, I don't know what, but for example say, "Why did you take the match, girl?" What does it matter that I took it. I don't start a fire. Do I? Dad was lovely, he never said, "Don't do it!" But why did he say, "I don't wish to see Maryam crying?" I do want to cry, but I know I shouldn't. Do dolls cry too? I know you can't, like Mother, like Grandmother, like Uncle Naser. If you could, why didn't you cry when that naughty Mehri broke my doll? I mean my glass doll. You just sat and looked at her, like now. Did you see how I cried? Grandmother said, "Don't cry, Maryam, I give it to chini band zan (China mender) to mend it."
"What would happen then?" I asked.
"It will be like when you bought it." She replied.
"No, I don't want that. It will be like that big teapot then," I said.
"If my daughter stops crying, Dad will buy her another one of these dolls, a big one," Dad said.
It was good that he did not buy me another one. If he comes I'd tell him not to buy it. I will not cry either. Do you remember how Grandmother was crying? I told you. She fell on Grandfather's grave with her black dress and cried. I cried too. Dad did not cry. Or perhaps he did, like dolls, like you when neither tears fall from your eyes nor any sound comes out of you. I couldn't. I was crying like mad. For I realized that Grandfather would never hold his walking stick horizontally asking: "Maryam, can you say how long is my walking stick?"
"Seven, Grandfather, seven," I would say.
"No, five, my little girl," he would say.
"Seven." I would say.
"Ten and a half and a little more," he would add.
"No, seven," I would insist.
"Measure it and see," he would say. And I did. He thought I did not know that as soon as my hand reached the end of his walking stick he would grab me and make me sit on his knees. I liked it too. I pushed my hand into his vest pocket and brought out his watch. Grandpa then opened its lid and put it on my ear.
"Your hands are so old, Grandpa," I said.
"That is how they are, old!" he said.
The back of his hand seemed strange, like his face. He said, "It is their fault!" He meant the hands of watches. He meant the red one that turned much faster than the others. Where is his watch now? Did they bury it with Grandpa? You wouldn't know. What about you Dwarfy? Suppose you are that dwarf. Keep coming and going. That's it. Now go to that side, now come to this side. Don't do it so much that it makes my head dizzy. O.K? Father was on the other side. I did not recognize him. Dwarfy, you stand here, it means you keep going and coming. Mother was holding my hand. She said, "What do you want the match for, girl?"
"I don't know, I said."
But now I know. I put the sticks next to each other. That is one; that is two. Mother and I are on this side of the matchsticks and Father on the other side. Dwarfy, you come between us. Now those who are on this side, that is us, should attack. Those who are on the other side of matchsticks should shout. Father shouted: "How is my Maryam? Send a kiss to Dad."
Now you Dwarfy, come close, close to me, here. So that Father would not see that I am sending him a kiss. Father said, I don't remember what he said. Mother was holding my hand. My father said, "My daughter should not cry."
"O.K. I am fine."
Father was not like Father at all. Like Dwarfy that does not look like father at all. If that naughty Mehri had not broken my Chinese Doll, I could put it on the other side, instead of Father, next to others who are on the other side, next to Father. Mother said, "Remember not to mention your doll."
"Mother, where is Dad then?" I asked.
"There he is. Behind that man. He is coming close.
Don't forget what I told you, O.K.?" Mother said.
"It wasn't Father. He seemed strange. I recognized him from his laughter. Then father said, "Maryam, send a kiss for your father."
I did say that he did not talk to me after that. He was talking to Mother. Now the Chinese Doll should say, "Esmat, I don't ever want you to beg these people." It should shout and repeat and point to Dwarfy. And you should say, "Then what? What will happen to you?" Then Father said, "What will be what? It is clear. They haven't cooked oblatory food! And no matter what happens you shouldn't let the child be bemoan." He meant me.
Then I don't know what mother said. She was shouting. Everybody was shouting. There was so much noise and everybody was shouting like when that devilish Hassan blows into his horn. No matter how much Grandma shouts, nobody understands who says what. She could say, "Esmat, wipe your tears. I don't want them to see you crying." And she had to point at the dwarf again. I didn't see Mom crying. I said, "Mom, I want you to pick me up."
Mother replied. I don't know, I don't remember. I wasn't tired. I just wanted to see that if mother was crying, would I start crying too. Mother wiped her eyes, like this. Now you Dwarfy, stand in front of us, me and mother and all the rest who are on this side. Stretch out your arms, like this. Now say this in loud voice: Madams, the time is up, please leave. Now turn back and say the same to Father and the rest. Say it; say something that would make them all leave.
Father had lost weight. But he laughed, like when he picked me up and tickled me under my arm. Like this. Now I can't laugh. Uncle Naser pulled naughty Mehri's ear and said, "What do you want from Maryam's dolls?"
Good for him. If my china doll were here, if Mehri had not broken it, it would turn and shake its hands now. I should do the same, like this. And then I should cry. Father wanted to come, but he couldn't. You, Dwarfy, go to the other side and don't let father go. Mother said, "Didn't your father say that you shouldn't cry?"
I wanted to. I always listened to Father. If he comes, even if pulls my ear like Uncle Naser, I wouldn't cry. I wouldn't hit Father ever either.
He said, "Hit."
I hit his ears. He laughed. "Hit hard," he said.
I hit one on this side and one on the other side, like this. Dwarfy, you fell. Father never fell. Get up. I hit softly, with fingers. I will hit Father like this, if he comes back. Perhaps he was hurt.
Grandmother constantly said, "All Mighty God, what will happen to my son now, if they say the truth?" "What do they say?" I asked.
"Grandma, you say these things in Maryam's presence?" Mother said.
Mother is bad, not always though; she is bad only when she doesn't let Grandmother talk, talk about Dad when she shouts, "Grandmother!"
She also says that when Grandma cries. But once she burst out crying in my presence. When Uncle Naser came, Dwarfy, you are Uncle Naser. Come here. You should stand by the door as soon as you enter the house. Come and hold this paper in your hand as though it is newspaper.
Mother said, "Now that you insist, open the door yourself."
Now, Dwarfy should throw it on the ground as soon as you see mother, like this. You do it too, do it really hard. But you can't. Look you should hit your head hard with both your hands and sit on the ground, like me, like Mom. Sit and say, "What a misfortune has befallen on me, brother?
Dwarfy hand me the newspaper. Mother kept turning the newspaper from one page to anther. Her hands were shaking. "Where is it, then?" She asked.
Uncle Naser ran to Grandmother's room. Now you read it. I don't know what. Just say something, like on the radio, or on Uncle Naser's TV. They sit like this and keep talking. Mother says, "They read from a text, see how they keep looking down." We can't see, but that is perhaps what they do. Mother wouldn't lie. But, she does; wasn't it she who said, "Dad has gone to the city of Abadan to buy one for you; you know we can't find it here, don't you?"
Uncle Naser said, "I'll buy her one myself."
"I don't want it." I said.
Of course I want it. If Dad buys, if Dad returns. He will not come back. Otherwise why did mother cry? She read and cried. Sometimes they smiled when reading newspapers. Like this. I can't smile now, like them.
Mom can't either. In the evening Uncle Naser came to me and caressed my head, my hair. You Dwarfy? No, I don't want you to caress my head. Uncle Naser did it in a strange way. I didn't want him to do that. Not that he was messing my hair, like that woman. The one, O.K. don't sulk, Dwarfy. Now you are that man. Your table is here, a very big table. Everything, I don't know is found on the table. Grandma and Mom and I entered the room. Uncle Naser did not come with us. He said, "You go, I wait for you in the ice-cream shop."
I said, "I go with Uncle Naser, too."
I didn't want ice-cream. Dad said, "Never say it. Never."
Mother said, "You should come with us. Do you understand? Don't forget to tell the man, 'I want my father.'"
Uncle Naser said, "Yes dear. When you return I'll buy you two ice-creams."
"I want it now." I said.
"Maryam!" Mother said.
You too say it loudly, "Maryam!" Hold my fist and pull me. And then knock at the door, a big door, now come a minute, Dwarfy. Look through the hole in my hand, at mother, at me too. Now, like Grandmother says things that I would understand too. It is like you and Mother and Grandmother and I have gone to see Dad. Say something. When the door opened, we entered. That man said. I don't know. He was tall. Much taller than Mother. He was fat too. Grandma said, "My poor son!"
She said softly. Now you, Dwarfy, you are that man, tall and very, very big; you have a moustache too. Smile and say: "Wait in that other room please."
Then a woman came. She was pretty, like my china doll.
No, that doll is Dad because it no longer is; it is Dad. That woman definitely is still around. She was like the women who talks on TV, no like those who read from the newspaper and smile frequently. Mother was crying. The day, I mean that day. I did say the woman came and said: "Excuse me ladies."
Then she said other things. She first put her hand on Grandmother's breasts. Grandma said, "But, Madam, I."
"Grandma!" Mother said.
She said it softly, but her face looked like when she says it loudly, like when she wants to scold me. She doesn't anymore. I wish she did. Even if she takes my hands and hits their backs twice, I wouldn't cry. She didn't scold me even when I took one of Dad's books. She just took it and put it back. You say it, "Maryam, you shouldn't touch Dad's things." I wanted to say, "But Dad will not come back." But I didn't. I thought if I don't say it, he will definitely come. If I touch his books, if I tear only one of them, he will appear.
He held my ears, but did not pull them hard, just a little and he said, "Dad will one day cut these two ears of his daughter and put them in her hand."
If I got disobedient or insisted on going with him, he said, "It is now time for Dad to come and hold two ears and look into her sick eyes." A day that he did, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't look unpleasantly. Uncle Naser can. Not now though. He took Mehri's ear and pulled. Dad couldn't.
Then we both laughed. We burst out laughing. Because I pulled Dad's ears too. Dad's ears were small.
When he sat opposite me, like this. She said, "You little lady, do you allow me?"
Grandmother said: "Why? Her as well?"
Mother said again: "Grandma, didn't you hear what the lady said?"
Then the woman pushed her hand into my hair. Mother had pleated my hair and gathered it on top of my head. I looked so pretty. That's why that woman kissed me. Then she pushed her hand. See, suppose now I am that woman. Well, if I push my hand underneath your skirt, would you like it? She did it to Mother too. With Grandma as well. Grandma said, "God forbid."
Mother did not say, "Grandma!" She should have.
The woman said: "You little lady, you are very pretty. Do you go to school?"
"No, she will go next year." Mother said.
It was not her business. I'll put my books in my bag. And I will make a flower with a red piece of ribbon like that of Uncle Naser's Mehri and stick it to my hair; mother would do that. I can count up to fifty.
Dad taught me. One, two, three, four; no I can't now. Dad said, "My daughter will become a painter. My daughter will sit behind her own desk and paint, while Dad does his work."
Then he sat behind his desk and read. No matter how many times I said, "Dad" he did not hear. Only when I shouted, "Dad, Dad!" did he take off his glasses and say, "What is it my dear?"
"See what I drew, Dad." I said.
"Let me see." He said.
Grandma used to say: "If you draw my picture once more, I'll burn your father." She thought she actually could do such a thing. Dad used to laugh. He would look and laugh. He would show it to Uncle Naser. It is not difficult. It is like this, this means Grandma's tummy; then, yes, this means her head, and these are her eyes. Her mouth should be quite big, meaning she is scolding me. Dad used to say, "Where is her nose?" "Her mouth is so big that you can't see it." I used to reply.
Like this one. Well now, Dwarfy, suppose you are sitting at your desk. This is Mom. Wait till I draw Grandma's hand. My hand was in Grandma's hand. Now you Dwarfy, get up from your desk, come close and smile. Say hello to Grandma and Mom. Then bend and hold my cheeks. Like this. It didn't hurt. But well, I don't like it now either.
Dwarfy, ask me: "What is your name?"
Grandma with her big mouth says: "Maryam." She kisses your hand. Then a man brought tea. He hadn't brought me any. I didn't mind. Now Grandma should say things that I wouldn't understand. Say it, talk about my dad. Say, "After all Sir, they are young. They have read things."
She meant Dad. Mother's face looked strange. Dwarfy, you shouldn't see. Stand opposite Grandma; you should be holding your tea, too. Say: "It depends on them. Whenever they come. I don't know. He talked in the newspaper. I suppose he wanted Dad to go. Sit like this and secretly look at the newspaper and talk constantly. Now you talk, talk like Mom, talk about father, things that Grandma wouldn't understand. Now, Dwarfy should say: "Very well. Go there tomorrow. Take the kid too if you want. He might accept her.
Grandma hit me with this part of her arm. I knew why she did it. I lowered my head. Grandma hit, she hit hard. I looked at her. She made a face. I could see only her nose. Now I should tell Dwarfy: "Sir, I want my father."
Dwarfy should say: "You go and see him, my dear. But don't forget to ask: "Father, when will you come back home?"
Mother said, "What if he does not accept?"
Dwarfy, you should realize that Mother means Dad.
Now say, "Persuade him, repeat a few times till he learns."
Mother said nothing more. Grandma said: "He means my son."
Dwarfy, say, no, first he should knot his hands behind his back and move toward his desk. Then he should say, "Well, well. I don't know what else to say."
Now, Dwarfy, suppose we are leaving, Mother, Grandma and I. Come close. Bend and say quietly: "You didn't tell me your name, you pretty girl."
Then say, "You should definitely go and see your father tomorrow."
There was no Father. He didn't come. Now I should say: "Mom, why doesn't Dad come?"
She said, "I don't know. He must hate me now."
Why Mom?
You say, "Dad is good, Mom."
"No, he is bad to hate me."
I told Mom that. She didn't say anything else and only wiped her eyes.
Grandma didn't come. She couldn't. She was sick in her bed, moaning all the time. Grandma's legs ached. Uncle Naser comes and sits by her bed and talks to her. He doesn't bring naughty Mehri, and when I go to Grandma, they stop talking. Now Dwarfy should say, no, don't say it. I will say it instead of Uncle Naser: "It is tomorrow Mother, tomorrow."
Grandma should say, "I wish I could see him. I am afraid to die and not be able to see my son."
"Don't say such things, Grandma." Mother said.
"I know I will not see him." Grandma said.
When Mother saw me, she stopped crying. She wasn't crying for Grandma. She cried for Dad.
Uncle Naser said, "They don't let anybody go there.
But well, it is possible to see him. I will go with my sister in law."
Mother said, "Brother!"
She didn't say it loud. Uncle Naser said, "You little devil, were you here all this time?"
I said, "I will come as well."
Now Mother should say, "Maryam?"
If she hadn't said that, they would have taken me. They didn't.
Uncle Naser said: "If you are a good girl, I'll buy you a big doll."
Dad never said, "If you are a good girl." He said, "What would you like it to look like?" I said, "Like that one. I want the one I have." Dad said, "If they mend it, it will look ugly."
Grandma should say, "Did you see him?"
Uncle Naser said, "Just for a minute, but he looked well."
I asked, "Did he have hair on his head?"
He said, "Yes, dear. And he told me: 'Uncle Naser should cut Maryam's ears and put them in her hand.'"
I said, "He didn't say that. He doesn't say it now." When Dad used to say that, I held my ears and escaped. Dad laughed and came after me.
Now Grandma should say, "Why didn't they let you go in?"
Uncle Naser said, "They had surrounded the place. They didn't let anybody go in."
I asked, "What does surround mean?"
Uncle Naser did not reply. Who cares? I know it myself. No doubt there were twenty no forty people like dwarves. You stand there, Dwarfy. And another one here. And many others. The china doll should have stood in the middle, if it were here. Mehri threw it on the ground on purpose. I know she did it on purpose.
Uncle Naser said, "They'll write about it in the newspapers tomorrow."
"I don't think so." Mother said.
"If my feet didn't ache. If I could." Grandma said.
Grandma cannot stand on her feet anymore. I wish she could. Uncle Naser and Mom hold her hands like the china doll whose legs fell off. Its head was broken into three pieces.
Dad said, "Go and throw it into the dustbin."
I asked, "Hasn't it died?"
"Dolls don't die, Dear. They break." Dad answered.
"No, they die. My doll died, like Grandpa."
I buried it in the garden. I dug out a small hole; I wrapped it in a white handkerchief and I buried it. I poured water on it too. Then I cut a few flowers and pulled out the petals and threw them on its grave. If Grandpa were around he wouldn't let me do that. That man sat next to Grandpa's grave. He was reading from a book that I couldn't understand. He read fast and nodded his head. We don't have roses. When Grandpa was around we did have them. Grandma said, "Then his sister went, picked up his bones and washed them with rosewater and buried them under the rose bush. Then he turned to a nightingale and flew. The nightingale went and sat. I can't tell you the rest now.
Grandma seemed sad. Uncle Naser said, "Don't cry mother. He'll stay there for a few years and then he'll come out."
"For how many years?" Mother asked.
You say, "How many years?" and then run to the other room. I wanted to cry too. But Dad said, "Don't cry."
Dad said, "Maryam shouldn't ask for Dad, not from them." He said that on the day that he didn't look like Dad. He was like the china doll on the day that Mehri broke it. His face looked strange. Mom had thrown herself on the bed. Uncle Naser said something that Mom said, you say it. No, don't say it. Mom said something bad. Mom is really bad. Sometimes she is bad when she is cross with Uncle Naser, when she talks about Dad.
Dad was great. He picked me up and put me on his shoulders. He said, "My dear Maryam should come and sit on Dad's shoulders and close her eyes too. Like this. And I would close my eyes. And climbed up his shoulders and when on top, he said, "Now, open your eyes."
I was up there. Next to the lamp, Mother said.
I did say it. Uncle Naser saw me. He said, "What are you doing here girl?"
Then they stopped talking. If they talked, if they talked in my presence, Dad would have come. That dwarf didn't let him. [You hit with these hands?" ?]
Dad is like the china doll. He has broken into pieces. You are bad. So I pull out your legs. I pull out your hands. I pull out your head. And I will not bury you as I buried my china doll below the rose bush. I'll throw you into the dustbin. I will not shed even one tear for you. But I can't control my tears.

Limonu Mighty

Once, in the Gorontalo area, there is a handsome and gallant young man named Limonu. His father had been killed in a battle when he was still in his mother's womb called Ohihiya. Therefore, since childhood he cared for and educated by his mother alone. When growing up, Limonu incorporated into the existing martial arts clubs in the area. From there Limonu can master the basics of martial arts.
One day, heard the news that the characters or the martial arts warriors from the north will hold a meeting in Fort Otanaha. During the meeting, a famous martial arts warrior named Hemuto will try out science high silatnya once held the inaugural ceremony for the martial arts warrior who has graduated. Hearing the news, Limonu intend to attend this meeting to learn from the Hemuto. It was his intention to convey to his mother.
Mother Limonu stunned for a moment. Hearing the name Hemuto, he became reminded of her husband and son who had died Thighs. Feelings of trauma because of the events that befall the two men whom she loved many years ago it was so hard he had to lose. Because the feeling is, if he is not willing to be a disciple of his beloved son Sir Hemuto. But on the other hand, he did not want it known by Limonu event. Therefore, he tries to give other reasons for Limonu not attend the meeting.
"Limoto, my son! Is not the meeting was only attended by the fighters that have been selected? We recommend only niatmu undo it. You have to practice more and memantangkan first silatmu science. After that, you can just follow the inaugural ceremony at Pak Hemuto association, "said Empress Ohihiya to his son.
Although her mother had tried to prevent it, Limonu still insisted on attending the meeting and wish to be a disciple of Mr. Hemuto. Limonu hard work it could not be stopped so that the empress Ohihiya have to give up his son's wishes.
The next day, when it grew dark, the characters begin to pack the place of martial arts in Fort Otanaha meeting. Meanwhile, Limonu newly arrived at the meeting will start straight into a meeting room to find a seat next to you seperguruannya. Once seated, he watched one at a martial arts leaders and invited guests. Once met with Hemuto view, it is subject to a salute. Mr. Hemuto also responded with a smile and then walked Limonu.
"Hi, young man! Who are you and from where? "Asked Mr. Hemuto.
"I Limonu Pak, residents in the vicinity of this fort," replied Limonu smiled and saluted.
"Oh yes, Limonu, if I may know what is the point coming into this event without being invited?" Mr. Hemuto again asked.
Hearing the question, any express intent Limonu presence at the show that he wanted to sit to Mr. Hemuto.
Hemuto Limonu just silent, looking with great interest. Apparently, he admired the young man's stature and courage to his eye. During this time, he rarely finds a brave young man. Therefore, Hemuto attracted to him the disciples for the sake of strengthening the death squads that will be formed. Finally, on another occasion, Mr. Hemuto expressed willingness to accept Limonu become his disciple in the hope that a brave young man will become the successor to his leadership.
What a happy heart because of his wish fulfilled by Limonu Pak Hemuto. Since then, Limonu be a disciple of Mr. Hemuto. He was very diligent practice and quickly mastered all the knowledge taught to him so that the more days the ability of science to match science teacher silatnya. Hemuto even more amazed at the courage and perseverance Limonu. Not surprisingly, regarded as the beloved disciple Limonu Hemuto.
One afternoon, when Limonu was busy cleaning the relics of his father's dagger in the yard, her mother suddenly came to him.
"Limonu, my son! There's something I want to tell you, "said his mother.
"What, Mom? It seems very important, "said Limonu while stopping their activities.
"We recommend that you save the first dagger. After that, then I'll tell you, "said his mother.
"Well, ma'am," answered Limonu keris while inserting into the sheath and put it in a carved teak box and then immediately put it in the room.
Returning back of the room, Limonu sitting beside her mother.
"There is no hell, Mom? Tell me, Limonu ready to hear it, "said Limonu curious.
"Limonu, my son. Now you're an adult. It is time for Mom to open this secret to you. Mother is not strong anymore bear this heavy burden, "he said.
"The secret of what, Mom?" Asked Limonu more curious.
Consort Ohihiya even tell you all about the father Limonu ranging from his position as ruler of the country until his desire to be king in two regions of the mainland of the West Mainland and the North Mainland.
"When you're still in the womb mother, your father is the ruler of this country. One time, your father wants to master the North Mainland area under the power Hemuto. My mother had advised him, but your father does not want the attack and become involved in a battle between the forces of West Mainland and the North Mainland. In that battle, killed your father and brother followed later Thighs that at the time as head of Brave Troops Dead, "explained the mother Limonu.
"So, who killed his father and brother Hams, Mom?" Asked Limonu curious.
Consort Ohihiya only heaved a deep breath. For him really hard to tell this to her beloved son.
"Say, Mom! Who the killer is actually the father and kaka Thighs? Limonu ready to avenge the death of their "urged Limonu.
Finally, the Empress Ohohiya also told that the person who had killed his father and older brother Pak Hemuto Limonu is that at the time as squad leader of North Mainland.
"What Mom? Mr. Hemuto? "Limonu surprised," Ah, is not possible, ma'am. It is impossible Hemuto teachers who do so. He was so good and has lowered silatnya science to me. "
"But, that's reality, my son" said his mother.
Limonu really do not believe in events that have happened to his family. In his reply to a fight between the obligations of his father and his brother's death and filial duty to his master. For Limonu, the fact it is a life choice that is very difficult to set. After long reflection, she decided to keep his revenge despite having to deal with the teacher himself.
Limonu a young man whose cunning and wise. He would avenge the death of his father in his own way without having rebellious against his teacher. He just wants to live in peace together with the surrounding population and also defend those who are weak. With this pretext, Limonu then formed death squads and practice martial arts moves higher.
After building a strong army, Limonu held meetings with the leaders and teachers of martial arts, including teacher Hemuto, to introduce troops. At the meeting, he intends to ask directly about his father's death to Mr. Hemuto. When his turn to report about the presence of his troops, at the time also Limonu ask a question to be answered solely by Mr. Hemuto.
"Master, if a father was killed in the battle to seize power, whether a child is allowed to continue the fight to avenge the death of his father?" Asked Limonu.
Hemuto gasped in surprise. Now, he realizes that in fact is the son of King Naha Limonu who want revenge for the death of his father's Demand. Not wanting to be embarrassed by his students in front of the crowd, Hemuto replied, "If I say ... yes, what is your plan? "
Finally, Limonu challenged his teacher to carry out the fight. But, before the fight starts, he proposed two options to the teacher, which is first entered into battle with the winner entitled to control the two terms of that land. The second choice is Mr. Hemuto must submit to the Limonu territory without having to fight. Handover of power was considered by Limonu as redeemer father and his brother's death.
Finally, Mr. Hemuto choose the first requirement because he did not want to lose without a fight so that his pride does not fall in front of crowds. Then in an instant, a meeting place was turned into the arena of battle between troops and Hemuto Limonu. In that battle, and his army pressed Hemuto and fled. However, the war did not end there. One time, Hemuto and his troops again attacked and laid siege to Fort Otanaha place Limonu defense and army. However, with clever tactics, and troops ousted Limonu big rocks from the top of the hill accompanied by throwing stones at troops Hemuto. Events throwing stones in Gorontalo language called "mo dembenga botu", because when they threw stones Limonu troops shouted "Dembenga .... Dembenga timongoliyo ...!" or "Throw ...! Hit them ...!"
In the event many Hemuto troops were killed and some others ran helter-skelter since pursued while stoned by Limonu troops to the north. According to the story, where the stone throwing incident manjadi name of the village that until recently known as the Village Dembe I. Meanwhile, place the end of the stone throwing by Limonu troops in the northern area called the Village Dembe II.

Aladin Short story

Once upon a time there lived a poor tailor, who had a son named Aladdin. Aladdin was a very careless boy who did nothing rather than playing all the time. One day, when Aladdin was playing near his house an old man came and asked “Are you Aladdin? You look just like your father. I am your uncle and I had been living in a far-off country since a long time.” In this way he befriended Aladdin.

But the truth was that this strange man was not his uncle but a wicked magician, who wanted to make use of the boy's services. The very next day the magician took Aladdin to a beautiful garden outside the town. They travelled a long distance until they reached two mountains divided by a narrow valley. The magician lighted a fire there and threw into some powder on it. He used to repeat few strange words while putting that powder on the fire.

Then the ground below them opened and a stone trap-door came in view. Aladdin was very scared seeing all this. The magician calmly lifted the trap-door and told Aladdin not to fear, but obey him. He also told Aladdin that under this stone there is huge treasure for him so he must do exactly as he is told. He further said; go down there you will find an open door leading into three large halls. Go through them without touching anything. These halls lead into a garden of fine fruit trees. Walk on till you see a lighted lamp. Blow the lamp out, pour out the oil it contains, and bring the lamp to me."

Aladdin went through the door he found everything as the Magician had told him. He also found the lamp. As he came back through the garden, his eyes were astonished with the lovely fruits on the trees. He plucked a few of them and kept in his pocket. Then he returned with the Lamp at the steps. "Give me the Lamp," said the magician.” “No first pull me up” cried Aladdin. The Magician angrily, closed the trap-door and went back home. Aladdin was shut inside.

Aladdin sat down and started crying. The lamp was in his hands. By mistake the lamp got rubbed by his hands and a huge person appeared. He said “Hello master, I am the genie of the lamp. I am your servant and you are my master. Tell me what I can do for you.” “I just want to go back home said Aladdin”. In an instant Aladdin found himself at home. He told everything to his father. The father in curiosity rubbed the lamp. The Genie of the Lamp came again, and asked for the commands. They asked for some good food, and their wish was fulfilled within a second. Soon they became rich and wealthy.

One day, when Aladdin was out he saw the beautiful princess ‘Bulbul’. Aladdin fell in love with her. So Aladdin’s mother went to the king and asked for his daughters’ hand. The king was quite amazed with the wealth of Aladdin so he accepted the proposal. Soon Aladdin and Bulbul got married. Aladdin then ordered the Lamp Genie to build a superb Palace, and the young couple lived there quite happily for some time.

The wicked Magician heard about Aladdin’s wonderful palace so he went in search of him. When he reached the palace Aladdin was not there. He turned himself into a lamp seller and shouted "New lamps for old ones”. When the young princess heard this she went down to exchange the old lamp of Aladdin. The magician gave him a lovely new lamp for that old magic lamp.

The magician soon asked the Genie to transport the palace and princess Bulbul to Africa. When Aladdin came to know about all this he decided to go Africa to find the princess. And he was successful after a long journey. The Princess was rejoiced to see him again. Aladdin gave her powerful sleeping-tonic to Bulbul and asked her to pour it into the magician’s wine at dinner. The magician never refused Bulbul for anything so when she offered him the glass of wine then he took it easily. After drinking the wine he fell sound asleep. Then Aladdin came and took his lamp. He called the Genie and ordered him to take them back to their land. Aladdin and Bulbul lived in the palace happily forever…

The Little Mermail

once upon a time, Yang Li, the third son of Yangs' Reigning Hierarchy and last in line for Kingdom's Ruling Dynasty, used brooding alone and chose pondering lot, beside River Yangtze. Because rocky Area and due risky Tide, the place often deserted by Travelers or overlooked by Pugilists while always neglected by Passersby also disregarded by Natives. Whats more, landscape rather hazardous and atmosphere quite inauspicious. Which suits the moody fourteen years old. You see, he wondered why his Father the Lord Yang sending him off, at the age of ten to faraway Training Camps and distant Military Borders. Not that close to the Sire, who either busily working at Court or dreamily indulging the Harem but he longs for Home and loves his Mother, plus missing elder Brothers. Yang Xiao, the Heir actually wrote steady and comforting letters whenever new Shift while Yang Yong the Spare voluntarily send frequent news or notes, wherever the Location. Of course, there were visits but Short because strict schedule and holidays yet Rush, due disciplinary program. At this point, based in Western Border Camp, basically furthest Mark from Palace and practically most toughest Drill of Kingdom. That period also saw Yang Li reaching teenage Puberty, if not hitting full Maturity. Felt cheated of Paternal Attention and believed robbed from Maternal Care, absent Sibling and lacking Companionship, the Lad certainly wrathful and understandably resentful .

One hot Summer day, sitting at favorite spot and on his fifteenth birthday, Yang Li read his elder Brother's special Greeting, which touching and through the second sibling's long Message, mostly exaggerating. Once done, stretching himself and reclining against Stone. The flatness good support and its natural effect very cooling. Also very hidden from View and easily overlooked by Onlooker. However, Privacy disturbed and Solitary, intruded. He alerted, and is startled, when a girl around his age, or maybe slightly younger, appeared scantily clad from only Heaven Knows where and about stripping off. Before Yang Li to raise Protest or Object, She Stripped And Jumped.


He didn't mean to spy, but heck, what if she in danger or worst, close to drowning? After all, the Yangtze River is, geographically, Sea of Kingdom. And the surrounding, oh how can girl dressing like that wandering carelessly and undressing like this without thinking safety or checking thoroughly?! The Kingdom might be peaceful and perhaps most civilized but still, occasionally there are Crimes and unknown Perils, giving facts that strange Realms existed, not to mention unusual Zones. Yet she swam freely and floated easily against Current, kicking and splashing the Water like.... Bloody Hell, she's nude, so stop looking!

But Bloody Shit, simply because he Cannot. After all, to move Away means come to Sight and she might Scream while himself has Reputation to maintain. Don't forget, Moral and Taboo. On the other hand, closing his eyes and pretending nothing happened, are what Big Brother used and loved to quote, Bollocks!

The Little Mermaid, manner of introduction and fashion of description, finally got out of the River. As she stepped away, minus Fishy Tail that is, Yang Li tried not stare but ah... Damn. Too. Late! She being Wet and He feeling Hot!! Now imagine, Porcelain skin with delicate feature. Straight dark and long hair, gorgeously built according to maiden form if not fully voluptuous or developed adult female. Himself just but shot to manly and impressive Height while Weight all but muscled and packed up. If standing or Joining together, he towering and enveloping her but sometimes, ahem Size doesn't matter, enough said. Fortunately for him and luckily for her, Yang Li familiar and accustomed, with Harem. Growing up watching his Father polygamous undertakings and exposed to daily Seduction, having witnessed every Temptation, honestly boring sensation but this open experience, both arousing and thrilling. Frankly, if he Man about town or Lecher on prowl, The Little Mermaid lying on her back but before dirty Fantasy turns perverted Reality, Yang Li told his Hormone go take Hike.

Presently Girl all clad up, unlike earlier stripping show. Her only accessory, a tiny flower plucked from the wild bushes to put onto hair. The layers, neither overly rich nor plainly poor, but quality material. Overall, common air and middle class. If properly adorned and stylishly fashioned, Little Mermaid will become Pretty Lady and shall courted to be bedded... Whoa, hold it!

Yang Li blinked bemusedly and saw in time, she disappeared into Woods among Trees....



He followed her, but prudent distance and with good intention. Although unnecessarily, judging from the way she skipped gaily and hopped playfully but nevertheless, he felt compulsory to Send her home, so to speak. You know, whenever case Boy meets Girl, or vice versa, there bound to have something happened halfway, be Fateful episode or Destined event, leading to either Ever After, or Whatever End.


Fourteen years old Fan Lihua gasped, when several men came out to block her path. She let out a scream, and these men snickered lustily. Suddenly, there speedy movements and she gasped again, between stunness and confusion. Next thing the latter knew, and that bunch aware, a guy leaped surprisingly out from nowhere, landed in middle heroically shielding Maiden in Distress and boldly confronting Villains of Scene. Judging from Movements and Skills, he must be a Pugilist, but then again the Stances different and his Feats unusual. The men despite numbers, are not his match. However, Fan Lihua didn't stay on during Fight waiting to applause Champion or worship Knight. Not an ungrateful person, but this late and been delayed. As gesture of Thank You, her hand went to the tiny flower. As fights broke off and eyes met across, Fan Lihua threw Flower over. He caught it neatly and watched she left hurriedly. Cliché yet time still, witnessing classic Display and men stood, lost with Moment.



Seeing they failed to subdue the guy, and shamefully beaten up instead, villains begged Mercy and pleaded Leniency. Yang Li flashed his Authority Mark and told them off to Camp. He further warned, if didn't comply, there be Troop hunting them down. The bunch performed kowtowing deed immediately and promised to clean up act by joining his Army. Once alone, Yang Li eyed the Flower before smelling it. Whether it's fragrance or her scent, he can't tell for sure. Then he looked up and focused that Direction.

 
If he never appreciated Trainings before, is grateful and so thankful now. Yang Li picked up her track, and went after the trail. The footsteps guided him into nearby village and the latter no problem passing as Commoner and blending with Crowd. Guy tried to locate Girl but Life Course never runs smoothly, Ladies and Gentlemen. Also the saying No Pain, No Gain. Since late Evening and Night fast approaching, like or not, Yang Li has to go back Camp before Dark.

I will find You, even if Forever or until end Universe!



Two days later, during Break, he returned to search but she nowhere seen. Well, if there Determination there be Commitment, so he shall come again for third time. Fourth, if must. Then fifth and by sixth, Yang Li getting desperate and growing agitated, Surely she cannot vanished into thin Air! Agitation gave birth to Torment, What if something happened...?! What if she being....?!! Being... right in front of him?!! Wait!!!

The guy almost couldn't believe his eyes. She walked past, steps gentle but movements brisk and stepped into an Outlet, went straight behind the Counter. He surveyed briefly, and realized a Family Establishment. His focus soon shifted as Patrons and Customers, especially Gentlemen from underage to overage, sought her attention despite there Staff at hand and Attendant on duty. She entertained them politely and didn't notice him. Yang Li behaved idly, still unseen by her and edging closer, more or less understood these Blokes, interested to Pursue rather than making Purchase. Girl, or Proprietress, neither reject nor accept but cleverly talking Business and nicely sealing Deal, instead. How she managed Them and maintaining Account at a go, quite impressive, in his eyes at least. Unfortunately, time is pressing and cannot stay long, so he did what any Rival would have done in order to know the latter better. The Informant who else, but nosy Trader and his Target, fellow Competitor.



Has no idea what the stuff bought or that procured, but got all needs. Her name Fan Lihua and still fourteen but is fifteen next Autumn. The Fan family consisted of Couple and Daughter. The Deceased Parents meant her entering Business and inheriting Property, which adequate and comfortable, to last for Life. But Yang Li not interested in Wealth, own Xinjiang Estate and Mansion Yang in North, ten times or more worthier, than her Business and Establishment combined. His only bother is Girl's Age and sole trouble are these Eligible Bachelors, and not-so-single Chaps. On other hand, fourteen years old Maidens are not marriageable. According to Kingdom's Law, legal age for Female is Sixteen while Male, Betrothal and Matrimony at Seventeen. Coming to age, Fifteen years old fairer sex allowed and encouraged to perform Engagement with the opposite gender.



He didn't approach her ideally but confronting the latter abruptly when she out doing chores, which middle of a busy street. Fan Lihua recognized him “You!”
“Aye. We haven't been properly introduced, Jiang Feng greetings to Miss Fan” he lied easily and gestured simply to which she demanded, “How do you know my Surname?!”
“After that day, I searched all over for you and make inquiries based on description. My efforts, arrange today's Meeting”
“Well, thank you for help on that day. Been through that path all my life and nothing happened but on that day....” Fan Lihua trailed off, realizing herself revealed bit much. He watched her eyes narrowed before masking it neutrally. She is streetwise, Yang Li conceded and while at it, dawned him that Fan Lihua always at his Haunt, only their path never crossed until that day, day where he Spied her. Who else Been and has Seen before, Man cannot tell indignantly but he can vow possessively, none whatsoever after this.
“Pardon me, Master Jiang but I need to be off now” Although Guy carried decent air and good manner of Gentleman, nevertheless Fan Lihua detected hint of Deception at close. She grew up among Commoners, and sometimes acquainting with the Pugilists, so able spotting differences and reading countenances. He knew she beware of him and though next move not in plan, still went for kill.
“Stripping and Jumping into Yangtze River?” question out casually and result immediate effect. Her face scarlet and is temporarily speechless. His voice change deliberate, “How else you think I came to Rescue so fast? Shall we walk together and talk now?”
“Are you threatening me?” brave composure and cold tone.
“No Miss. I saved you once, at least owing me one. Meantime, do you remember this?” Yang Li withdrew something from the sleeve layers and Fan Lihua saw it was the tiny flower, which dried up and already died. “It was silly of you to keep it”
“No more foolish than yourself, swimming like The Little Mermaid. Such indecent Exposure and thoughtless Leisure could lead to Rape. If am one of those Men on that day, myself robbing your Innocence then and seizing the Virtue there” What he said true and she failed to argue.
“All I ask now, is we spending moments together, briefly, since am to off soon too”
“Who are you?”
“Jiang Feng”
“Who. Are. You?”
“A Scholar awaiting to sit The Examination. If pass, you to be an Officer's Bride instead of Commoner's Wife”

The Fox's character a combination of The Wolf and The Sheep. From Big Brother, Yang Li flawlessly imitating and copying Roguishness. From Second Sibling, he no problem learning plus mastering Calm.
“I have neither wish playing Rich hostess nor dream marrying into Nobility!” waspish air and sharp retort.
“Meant no disrespect, but one word from me describing the birth mark or intimate tattoo on your right thigh, enough interest others and generally attracting rests, if not public uproar or traditional furore ”

In Kingdom, a maiden's Modesty important, regardless birth or origin, and intrusion of Privacy strictly forbidden. If there open Knowledge or secret Leakage, girl not only suffer Embarrassment but Harassment as well. Worst for Upper Class Daughter or Noble Bred Lady, where Victim either banished far away or cloistered within Nunnery. Usually, cases are these Maidens ended marrying Whomever concerned, saving Family honor while rescuing own Dignity.
“You. Wouldn't” she hissed but smilingly done, in order not to draw Crowd, which seeming closer and getting curiouser.
“Shall. We?” he grinned and she imagined Picture of Fox with Two legs instead of Four. Presently, Man gestured gallantly and Crowd awed by Chivalry. Such Gesture, is common yet coming from one young and tall, also handsome, oh so charming and my, very pleasing. Perceiving public intrusion and sensing male advantage, Fan Lihua complied because in a way, she did owe him. Despite Persistence and Insistence, at least keeping respectable distance. However she refused taking his hand, but dumping the latter her baggages, which amused Onlookers. The guy said nothing, merely with their flow and just take in stride, as though all in day's job.



As she gets to know him better, notices something else altogether. He paid court to her through decent communication and via agreeable conversation. And boy, Jiang Feng does speak well and talk maturely. Where most Gentlemen bragging nonsense and boasting proudly, his word fluent while speech scholarly. At times flowery but that, she supposed being thoroughly Educated and is purely Literate. From past experience, many Blokes by now wooing handily or seizing liberty but Jiang Feng didn't attempt touching. Not even trying to brush against her. By time parting company and their interaction coming end, she Persuaded by Personality, but not Lured into Love.

“I have to go now. Promise you wait for me”
“Where is your Home?”
“I have none yet. Like studying freely and according to mood”
“You saved me and I returned favor. We owe each other nothing. None in The Kingdom can limit my Freedom or deny my Independence, except Lord Yang”
“Make no mistake, if I come back and find you pledged to another, the Match as good as Void, gone case under My Degree if not The Decree. Since you refused to Swear, then this my Promise to you, dear”



Strangely, she misses him and delighted when he came week later. Their friendship progressed gradually if not romantically. After all, Girl still Underage while Guy conducted properly and dated befittingly, not aggressively or amorously. Then Autumn Season and Fan Lihua received offers of Proposals and visits from Matchmakers. She dallied not because Fickleness or Indecisiveness but Heart belonged to Him. The couple's Relationship deepened lately and compromised recently. Thus one day, Demand for her Hand in Marriage unnerving, when Proposer happened to be the Lad of Kingdom's highest District Officer. Father and Son turned up formally, with entourages bearing gifts and packages. Same time, Yang Li showed face and interrupted the Process.

“Who are you?! How dare you!! Father... !!!” Junior bellowed but Yang Li ignored him blatantly and approached Senior silently. The Officer almost didn't know him but fully recognized Mark when the latter discreetly yet purposely flashing to the front. A Subject must know when shutting up and backing off, when his Lordship's third Child and last Scion delivered unspoken warning. Though lacking priority and lesser influence, still Yang Li's authority unchallenged and station superior than many Noble born, surpassed most Titled men, “Sir, if the lady continuously saying no, a Gentleman of Status in Kingdom and as Ranking Subject of the Court, shouldn't impose further”

The Officer smart not to anger Lord Yang's son who despite underage, formidable bearing and intimidating figure. Telling Junior to leave, who protesting, Senior inserted command before excusing himself and removing all. Once alone, Fan Lihua asked quietly, “Jiang Feng, who are you exactly”
“Why such question out of blue, dear?”
“I may be a Commoner, but please do not insult my intelligence. That family from prestigious line, if not directly noble status. A poor scholar cannot dismissing The Privileged or Upper Class like what you did”

Aside from first impression and physical attraction, he likes accomplishment and admires her intellect. There moments, sporting and funny but currently no time for comic relief or cracking jape.

“I believe you heard me, saying thing correctly and quoting stuff brilliantly. Poor Scholar might be, but an established Officer like him shouldn't use Position to buy my betrothed for his useless brat”
“We are not betrothed”
“Err, yeah right, so we getting married straightaway”
“I am not yet Sixteen!”
“Who cares, I don't say and You don't tell”
“Don't joke!”
“Hey, am adult and grownup Don't. Joke on this”
“The Peoples aware and Neighbors know...” Fan Lihua reasoned seriously only to have Yang Li announced solemnly “We wed in The Temple where holy Monks and Divine Statues as our Witnesses. I get us a new Home”
“But...!” she tried again and is cut by “No buts, dear. What we did perhaps little scandalous but non criminal. The Temple Seal legal and our Marriage valid. Besides, Matrimony your best Solution against unwanted Proposition”

She hesitated on and he applied ruthlessness, “Please don't keep me waiting any more, dear. I have no qualm spilling the beans you Rightfully belongs to me”

 
That evening, he went to see Officer and if news broke out to the Parents “Yes, my lord, perfectly”
“Miss Fan also under my Protection, and her Reputation not for Speculation. Is that clear?”
“Don't worry my lord. Neither Rumor encouraged nor Gossip exchanged. Myself personally see to it”
“Good”

Same evening, he arranged their Wedding and meantime, overseeing new Residence. Well, with private account, no hassle procuring or struggle paying whatever. Xinjiang estate not as magnificent as Jiangnan or as grand as Xiangyang but Income superb nonetheless. Slight complication as his wife exclaimed, “You want me to leave Business and Property behind and staying somewhere that took days to reach Hometown?! Also since when, you have a Mansion?!”
“Listen, entrust Business to loyal Caretaker and leave transaction to honest Bookkeeper. Ask them to send you the Account weekly. As long producing original papers and having unamended documents, Property always belonging to Owner. Your place is beside your husband. As for the Mansion, I bought over from a distant relation, ready to serve our Marital Home. Am not a guy depending on the wife, be finances or it expenses”
“Mansion is not cheap and where you got Money?”
“My family savings, accumulated since young for Study and generated throughout these years. Not much, but my spending thriftiness plus your commercial background, we can live decently and affording basic comfort”



They lived ordinarily enough with adequate Staff but enjoyed luxury of privacy, which somewhat odd and somehow unreal place but why complaining Peace or suspecting Else? After noisy streets and populated locations, this Tranquillity almost Heaven. Her husband absent quite often, normally short term but sometimes longer period but didn't bother her because rather used to it during Courtship. Besides, she full time Mistress busily with daily chore. Upon Pregnancy, slowing down accordingly and blissfully awaiting Birthing. During her eighth month, one morning he returned and after greeting joyfully, is being told they leaving for Capital.

“For what?”
“Seeing another Midwife”
“Huh?”
“The maids told me the fainting spells while both Cook and Caretaker informed weak conditions. Your poor health worrying me”
“All pregnant women fragile and delicate”
“Yes, but I need to check my Examination day and detail anyway. So why not seek good nurturing care and best medical check”



She slept all the ways and snoozes between stops. Reaching Capital after what seems days or weeks, Fan Lihua woke up dizzily and very hungrily. Got biggest Shock in life and to her greatest Disbelief, finding herself inside Palace and realized Jiang Feng no poor Scholar but is Yang Li of The Kingdom.



Once the Shock passed, she blamed herself too trusting and so forgiving. The Man not only lied about his Identity but hiding Age as well. No wonder Parents pissed and Palace piqued. But then again, Husband didn't cheat Wife's Feeling, only Legitimacy. He disguises are but rebellious act, not treacherous deed. Despite the Deception and regardless their Reception, Fan Lihua failed hating Man for herself consensual partner. Thus courageously facing adversity and dealing all bitterness, privately. Although husband the same, nevertheless is powerless if Father issued Annulment and Mother forced Separation. Another predicament, Pressure. On positive note, the latter able to raise own Child sufficiently, alone without Support. Since unwelcome by Parents and Palace, she adapted low profile one step at a time. However, his Siblings the Heir and the Spare, are kind and both amicable, which makes Fate acceptable and tolerable. As for their Wives, the Bride is terribly ill while the Consort horribly under control. Time passes and Hours nears, Fan Lihua waiting not Labor Day but Divorce Proceeding, since Yang Li still underage but neither Parents nor Husband brought up Issue. Even Palace mysteriously mum hence Future hazy and Destiny vague.


Gave birth to healthy Boy and strong Son. Exact replica of his Sire and conveniently resembling the Grandfather Yang. From then onwards, officially styled and titled Lady Fan of Kingdom. After confinement period over, relaxed with beloved hubby and mothering precious babe. When their little tot fell asleep, Yang Li gestured the maids to take over from his Lady. They complied and left the couple alone. Fan Lihua suddenly commented, “I wish meeting Sisters and hope gathering with Them”
“Both are indisposed”
“Thanks to who else but One's insatiability and Another's virility”
“Excuse me!”
“Oh honestly, surely with Big Bro Manner and Appetite, of course the Bride in bad shape sooner or later. If you following Second Bro Nature and Attitude, why even me can conk out anytime”
“Where the...?! How you....?!”
“Heh, here walls could whisper. The corners would echo”
“Whatever but dear, do remember my brothers are married men. Of course, they not living like a Monk or sleeping like the Priest”
“Heck.. are you telling me, they a Virgin before until Union?” she asked the question pointedly, resulting Yang Li opening and closing mouth, without an answer. Lady Fan burst out merrily and her laughter though unladylike, is delightful to hear.
“For Kingdom and Almighty sake, my Brothers' sex life not for Discussion!”
“Fine, but how about ours frankly, are you Virgin before Marriage, hmmm?”

Very put off question yet absolutely turn on line, instead of replying Yang Li reached out for Fan Lihua, who knew him by now. She laughed again and jumped up, running away to escape his Intention. “Hey...!” He is vex but perceiving potential fun, went after her. Attendants gaped and Workers blinked at their boisterousness. Maids and Guards gawked while Residents agog but the Couple are kids, really. His informality and her exhilaration, extremely refreshing then and there. His Lordship and her Ladyship said nothing when the two giggling on and running past them without stopping or greeting. Fan Lihua only halted when The Heir came to view with his Bride and Yang Li almost slammed into his wife, due sudden Break or emergency Brake. Then the Spare stepped out too, with his Consort. Hua Mulan both thin and pale while Mu Guiying off color, because morning sickness. The former recovering from Affliction, the latter entering midterm Pregnancy.

“My Sisters!” Lady Fan addressed breathlessly and curtsied spontaneously. To Yang Xiao's bafflement and Yang Yong's amazement, while own husband off guard, the two acknowledged her mutually if not so equally, “Sister” causing jaws dropping and eyes popping, including Patriarch's set and Matriarch's pair, who arrived ceremoniously so all couples observed protocol.

The Duo are cool towards family members including their husband. But as they sit down together, Fan Lihua heartily winning Hua Mulan over and bringing smile to Mu Guiying just by tender compliment. She scoring Skyhigh and stealing Limelight, when Lord Yang chuckled at Jokes that silly yet witty while Mother in Law humored by Daughter in Law's pretty jest. That instant, Warmth found and Happiness spread, and felt by All in Western Household, including Kitchen Cooks and Hound Trainers. Never Father and Sons known to banter, but are doing openly now. Never the Ladies discoursing freely before, let alone animatedly. The Little Mermaid soon Favorite among The Yangs, not only in First Family and this Generation but by Palace and Next, as well.


As himself shouldering heavy and major responsibilities, the wife coping maternal and additional duties. During tasking period and amidst growing brood, the Heir together with the Spare ascended to Power as Lord Yang and Steward Yang, of Kingdom while Yang Li to assume the post of General respectively. The brothers joined efforts restructuring Hierarchy and reshaping Nobility, in order improving Dynasty. Peoples and Pugilists found Yang Xiao's new Rule much systematic and fresh Reign more competent, than Forefathers. Meanwhile, Natives appreciated Yang Yong's neat Administration and Foreigners admired the latter's efficient Governing. Security issue and Military wise, General Yang's base strong and defense solid. The latter also traveled all over Kingdom presiding Justice and prosecuting Crime assisted by an Officer named Bao Zheng (later Judge Bao of Kingdom), on behalf of The Lord. But the Trio lifetime Achievement and Lifelong Success, is Leading By Example - balancing Political role setting Domestic obligation, plus uncorrupted Being. If there something missing or wanting, perhaps girlish bickering or lassie squabbling but These Yangs have no Daughters. The Little Mermaid gave birth to Seven Lads with masculine pair of leg, and not scaly tail or flurry paw.