Prince Sawerigading stood before the ornate chamber, his heart heavy with a love that seemed destined for sorrow, contemplating the impossible conditions set by the proud We Cudai.
With a renewed sense of purpose, he stepped inside, facing the seven-layered mosquito net. "We Cudai," he declared, his voice resonating with deep emotion, "I am here not as your enemy, but as a husband fighting for our love!"
"Love cannot be forced, Sawerigading!" We Cudai retorted, her voice dripping with arrogance. "Do you truly believe your wealth and status will simply make me surrender?"
Sawerigading, undeterred, affirmed his resolve. "I would risk my fortune and my life to win your heart! Your terms may seem absurd, but if that is what you demand, I shall meet them!"
In the celestial realm, We Nyili' Timo heard of Sawerigading's plight. "You must assist your brother, Batara Guru," she urged, her tone filled with compassion. "This situation is causing Sawerigading immense emotional distress; it is impossible for him to endure such constant rejection."
Batara Guru nodded gravely. "You are absolutely correct. He desperately requires support. Let us send down a magnificent palace to aid him in his struggle!"
Back in Ale Cina, Sawerigading persisted, battling every obstacle. He refused to give up, despite We Cudai's unyielding pride. "My dear, please open your sarong! Look at my face. Am I truly as terrible as you claim?"
"How dare you! Leave at once!" We Cudai shrieked, her emotions flaring. "You are merely a product of baseless rumors!"
After a prolonged and exhausting argument, Sawerigading, following We Tenri's thoughtful recommendation, finally decided to marry a different woman from Ale Cina. "This might be the worst decision of my life," he whispered to himself upon seeing her sweet face, yet, to his surprise, his feelings slowly began to change.
As they embarked on their life together as husband and wife, Sawerigading started to feel a warmth he had not known before. "With you, I have found genuine happiness," he confessed tenderly to his wife. They exchanged gentle smiles, a new and unexpected love blossoming between them.
"But what about We Cudai?" We Tenri questioned later, a hint of concern in her voice. "Will this marriage finally resolve the conflict and bring an end to Sawerigading’s suffering?"
Sawerigading gazed into the distance, a melancholic expression on his face. "The only thing I can do is maintain a positive outlook. However, a small, unresolved feeling still resides within my heart."
The tensions in Ale Cina persisted, an unending conflict, while Sawerigading tried to weave new hopes into his life. And as night fell, he silently vowed that a path for his true love might still emerge.