THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 102

The moon tonight seems not eager to carry out its duties, so reluctant to care even though the other night sky residents are racing to seize its position. That's vivid. Because only the moonlight is able to capture the terrible scenery below, precisely in the portal where the wandering tribe lives. A lahad burrow has been dismantled.

Not long after, a woman's cry echoed from within the burrow. That woman, who else if not former Queen Kumari Kandam, Jihan Joozher. It looked as though Jihan was struggling to crawl out of the burrow, after throwing the shovel she was holding. Jihan shook her head repeatedly, like refusing to believe what she was seeing down there.

"Silly," Jihan murmured as she ran away from the burial area. "So the leader of the wandering tribe really rose from the grave? It's ridiculous."

Anyone who was in Jihan's position would definitely draw the same conclusion. Because the burrow that finally succeeded in dismantling Jihan contained a chest that did not contain the body of Daxraj Natesh but the body of another person the size of a baby. Of course Jihan was surprised, but what surprised her even more was the fact that the chest contained no cremated ashes but strangely scented bones.

"I swear on the headstone written by the leader of the wandering tribe." Jihan began to slow down her fear-filled steps. "Could it be that Sanjeev Rajak managed to get in here and exchange it for someone else's body? No. gabe. That's more ridiculous."

Jihan dissolved in her conjecture, but still held on to her goal. The light of the portal that began to be seen, made Jihan run again. Jihan must immediately convey information about Daxraj Natesh's burrow containing the bones of others. Jihan hopes Murat, her maid, or whoever it is will emerge from the mouth of the Mook Forest door. But time passed, and Jihan waited too much.

"There's no other way." Jihan's out of the portal.

Jihan ran with residual fear and disbelief. But again there are those who make the steps of Jihan stop. There's someone else in that haunted forest. Jihan looked alternately towards the top of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam and towards the origin of the sound that most likely came from Badaal*. Jihan turned around, after giving up on hearing the whimper of her curiosity.

Baadal* is one of the sacred lakes in Kumari Kandam. It is said that Baadal was guarded by a giant fish named Ghinauna. Those who soak in Baadal will be purified from the rest of human filth, the rest of the food and drink, or the poison that settles in the body. But Ghinauna is known to be unfriendly, so very few people can soak there.

"What are they doing there?" jihan asked in his heart as he looked at the subordinates of the Minister of Defense, Ghanzafer El-Amin.

Jihan's curiosity grew more sassy, making her unconsciously walk closer. Jihan hid behind an oak tree, tucked her hair that covered her ears, and joined in Ghanzafer's subordinate talk, silently. Something's not right. It was evident from the look on the desperate face of Ghanzafer's subordinates as well as the chatter outside the defense strategy.

" ... They clearly lost their minds. They think just because they come from a nomadic tribe and Ghinauna will soften? Even the previous King Kumari of Kandam and His Majesty Braheim were nearly killed by Ghinauna's rejection."

Jihan smothered her mouth to hear the words of one of Ghanzafer's twelve subordinates.

"I guess they wanted to purify themselves after the news of the rise of the wandering tribe leader reached their ears."

"really. That makes sense. Their leader got up after they tried to kill his successor, of course they were scared to death, right?"

"Then what should we do? They will die if they are allowed to soak in Baadal. So do we if we return without bringing the answer that Mr. Ghanzafer wants."

"I would rather face Mr. Ghanzafer with a penalty of suspension and confiscation of the badge than face him with only a name left."

"I agree. There is one solution. Mmm what if we convey the answer that Mr. Ghanzafer wants?"

"What's? You mean, you want us to lie to him? It was the same as facing him with only a name left."

"It's not. I mean at that time the nomads were silent, right? Doesn't saying silence mean agreeing?"

"They were silent, but their faces disagreed. Didn't you see it? It looks so clear."

"Just be clear. Who would accept a suicide offer? Mr. Ghanzafer only provided assistance to get rid of the successor to the nomadic tribe leader without providing any guarantee of safety. If I were them, I wouldn't agree"

"Aaka." Jihan hurriedly smothered her mouth again, after unintentionally shouting.

"Who's there?"

Ghanzafer's subordinates came down from their horses, and walked up to one of the oak trees. Even so, the jehan hiding behind the tree could do nothing. Because an unusually sized seeokor cobra suddenly appears and forces Jihan to budge. The sound of dry leaves being stepped on was increasingly clear, even the sound of dozens of swords being released from the scabbard.

"Damn. There's no way out. Nope-no. If there's a way in, then there's a way out. So calm down and think of Jihan Joozher." Jihan said in an almost inaudible voice.

While Jihan was busy forcing her brain to think, another shout echoed from within Baadal. Spontaneous subordinates of Ghanzafer turn right, even the cobra. It appears Ghanzafer's subordinates entered Baadal. Jihan used the golden opportunity to escape. And stay a little longer until the hands of Jihan can reach the portal where the wandering tribe lives. Yet.

BRACKET

Jihan bounced hard. The portal that protected the shrine no longer accepted Jihan. Like crashing into a giant balloon fed by high-voltage electricity, that's how the sensation picture is rejected by the sacred portal. The mysterious burning feeling that appeared on the part of the body that touched the portal was not comparable to the feeling of the crumbling backbone after hitting the oak tree so hard.

Jihan coughed as she tried to stand up. "Yes yes obviously you rejected me. It's even weird that you're still accepting me after I dug Daxraj Natesh's burrow and, in fact, threw his head in a shovel."