THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 31

Haala laid her body on a wooden bed the size of an adult, while enjoying the comfort of her thin nightgown. Unbelievably rare comfort for a female war commander who almost every day wears complete armor and is wrapped in a variety of weighted weapons is not playful.

If contemplated, it seems that fate is not only cruel to Haala's romance but also to her nature as a woman. Not learning to knit but swinging a sword. Not seeing beautiful things but pools of blood on the battlefield. And not protected by a beloved man but protecting a man who cannot be carelessly loved.

Haala smiled reluctantly, as she moved out of her hard bed. There is still one routine that Haala must do before going to bed. Nope. Instead of smearing his face with pearl powder or smearing his lips with honey, but translating copies of some ancient books of the wandering tribe's ancestral remains.

SREK'S!

"They're strong because they don't bleed mixed ... Until his power is passed on to the successor or whoever is capable ... They're immortal."

SREK'S!

"But not all of us are able to accept their power ... Only the one who was given the birthmark ... The birthmark is dark but means light."

SREK'S!

"Women who are by their side must also be able to ... Especially in the case of mental ... Because until they are reunited with their women, they only know worldly fasting."

The animal's leather-bound tome hastily closed and kept Haala to where she had been, as the erotic memories suddenly turned automatic. Surprisingly, it is not erotic memories with Braheim but with Daxraj. Whereas what should be choking Haala's mind at the moment is a more detailed explanation of mixed blood and the puzzle of birthmarks.

"He fasts but is good at kissing? That means he had already met another woman before meeting me. Stop over. What was I thinking? And why was he the first one to appear in my mind?" ask Haala in my heart.

*FLASHBACK ON*

Daxraj walked over to Haala who was still busy getting dressed. "If I have a personal grudge with them, I just need to flatten Kumari Kandam. Then I'm sorry, I'm just gonna admit to one woman in my life, and that's you."

Spontaneous Haala turned to face Daxraj. "I know you're upset about accepting this fact, and I don't want to force it. You have the full right to refuse. My job is only to do what I can, and the rest I'll leave to God" Daxraj said.

"I can't believe you yet, that book, and the prophecy you're talking about."

Daxraj smile. "If it's in your position I'll say the same. But can you take better care of yourself?"

Haala reluctantly responds to Daxraj's ambiguous-sounding question. Until Daxraj takes off his turban suddenly, and speaks his meaning through action. A gentle kiss had just landed on Haala's shivering lips, accompanied by no less gentle touches. The gentle touch seemed to have been set to remove the trace of Bheim's rough touch a few days ago.

"Just do this with me. For I will not pass Braheim Bhaavesh a second time until you allow him to cross the line again."

*FLASHBACK OFF*

Haala hit her head hard. "Say stop. Why does he keep showing up?"

"Who?"

Spontaneous Haala turned to the origin of the voice. "Me?"

Haala was silent. "Can't you take care of your injuries before you go to bed?"

"You, still alive?"

"Yes" Daxraj replied to Haala.

Haala ran to embrace Daxraj. "Thank God. Thank you, Lord. But how can it be? So who is Daxraj Natesh at this time? Then where were you all this time? And what's ma-"

"Bring this on your wounds first" interrupted Daxraj.

Haala tightened her embrace. "Not until you answer at least one of my questions."

"I am in this moment just a hallucination to trick Gaana*" Daxraj added.

*Gaana* the saint-soul-eating creatures living in Mook* Forest*.

"So you've really been inside that portal all along?" Haala took off her embrace as a portal set in the morning slowly opened right before her eyes.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Then, is His Majesty the King the leader of a wandering tribe?" ask Haala in doubt.

"Yes." Yeah."

Haala shakes. "Cannot be. How could? He has no power like you."

"I have to go."

Haala hugged Daxraj. "No. You should stay here until all my questions are answered. Or, or at least tell me how to meet you?"

Daxraj took off Haala's embrace. "When Gaana is weakened."

"Since your death Gaana disappeared. I think he was forced out of the Mook Forest because he didn't have an accomplice feeding him anymore."

"He will not disappear as long as Braheim Bhaavesh still has a shadow" Daxraj said.

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But the view in Braheim's bedroom that morning looks different, because a woman who is none other than Princess Gaurika appears to be asleep soundly in her magnificent bed. While the bed owner, just came out of the bathroom with a relaxed face. As usual, Braheim received a glass of milk from the chief administrator of the king's palace, and listened to his entire agenda from Murat.

"... Lastly, a meeting with the social minister that was delayed a few days ago, Your Majesty," Murat said.

"All right."

Murat turned to Braheim's bedroom. "Shall I clean up the mess that Princess Gaurika has made, Your Majesty?"

"Why do you think he made a mess?"

"Because you don't get any better looking" Murat replied.

Spontaneous Brahim laughing. "Let him act as he pleases."

"But I'm afraid that one day Princess Gaurika will make a bigger mess, Your Majesty."

Bheim. "Then face it later."

"As per your orders, Yes-"

CLAMPS!

Murat's speech was paused, as the door of Braheim's bedroom connected to the door of his study suddenly opened. Behind the half-opened door was Princess Gaurika standing in a blanket, looking at Braheim with an angry look. Murat who felt that there would soon be a fierce quarrel was aware to immediately turn right.

Bheim sat back in his chair, sipping warm milk, while waiting for an explanation from Princess Gaurika. For Bheim does not remember anything that happened last night. Bheim only remembers himself waking up in an indecent condition. Although it did not feel relief like after releasing berahi, but Braheim's property was really there, in the cave of nirvana.

"Don't tell me you don't remember what we've done, Your Majesty."

"Unfortunately I do not remember" Braheim replied to Princess Gaurika.

"You're angry at Her Majesty the Queen for seeing firsthand her making love to another man. Then the servant who happened to pass by, became the venting of your anger."

Bheim is back. "Then why don't we play chess?"

"What?"

Bheim walked over to Princess Gaurika. "When I'm angry I'll take it out on a chess game. And if I want to vent it on anything other than chess, I'll go to my commander. Not you."

"So you still refused even though it was proven to have spent the night with the servant?"

"Yes. Because I do not feel more handsome" said Braheim.

"Hamba didn't think you were this kind of person."

Bheim stopped his steps right in front of Princess Gaurika. "What-like?"

"Like baji*gan."

Brahim smiling. "I really don't remember anything about what I did last night. I still remember what I did one week ago. Could it be that Jyotishee* could also do some kind of magic?"

*Jyostishee*future forecasters from Narak* county*.

"Your Majesty!" princess Gaurika.

Braheim only smiled in response to Princess Gaurika. The beautiful woman with a very tired face was really more dangerous than Queen Kumari Kandam. Bheim has felt it, since the first time he met Princess Gaurika. Whether what is dangerous about the plain-eyed and thin-bodied woman, Braheim just felt that he had to always be on standby and put up a shield.

"I don't know what your purpose was in coming here. But let me tell you one thing if your goal is what I thought it was. King Kumari Kandam is gifted with above average foresight, so just hire a hit man."

Now changed Princess Gaurika who just smiled in response to what Braheim had just said. Slowly Princess Gaurika's smile turned into a chilling laugh, just after Bheim had completely disappeared from behind the door of the magnificent bedroom. Princess Gaurika's chilling laughter comes to a halt when she accidentally sees a giant painting of Braheim's father hanging on the wall of the room.

"No. Not all of King Kumari Kandam is gifted with foresight. There is one, who is only blessed with the shrewdness of saying nonsense," muttered Princess Gaurika.

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PRANGS!

A giant mirror broke into a medium-sized piece, when Jihan smashed it with a jewelry crate. Jihan is upset to hear rumors about Princess Gaurika who is about to become a concubine. Of course Jihan won't let that happen. Because the man Jihan wants today is no longer Daxraj Natesh who has become a carcass, but the number one person in Kumari candam, Braheim Bhaavesh.

Jihan twisted her brain, looking for a way to return Princess Gaurika to Narak Kingdom. But what Princess Gaurika said some time ago suddenly flashed. The princess had a grudge against either Braheim or Haala. Jihan is still wrestling with her confusion over who to choose between Braheim and Haala, until the lush Mook Forest that seems from a distance gives her an answer.

Haala. Yes, Jihan believes that Princess Gaurika's revenge is directed at Haala. Because Narak is reportedly the favorite place where Haala's father kidnaps girls to serve as Gaana's food. That hasty confidence made Jihan instantly undo her intentions. Now Jihan hopes that rumors about Princess Gaurika who will become the first harem dweller, do not end up being mere rumors.

"If Haala has been removed, then he will be the next one I will remove. Only then can I calm down. Because the crown of Queen Kumari Kandam and Braheim Bhaavesh, will forever be mine."