(Former) Prince's Wife
049

The welcome and the sentencing readings were annoying.

Long time.

Want me to libas them directly with two guns in my hand.

Someone whose robe was similar to mine, went up on stage.

"The main man was punished in the back," said the woman taking the keris from my hand.

Punished in the back?

This is closed to the public.

Only the people around and the higher-ups saw this punishment, considering that our country is still in a birthday party.

I do not want to make the opponent satisfied and the public worried, if the party is stopped suddenly by this incident.

I don't want this kidnapping to go off which is indirectly reporting on Aden's unsafe place of residence.

What is this closed penalty not yet able to secure the identity of the main perpetrator?

Mas Indra wants to hold a ceremony of punishment among the Sultan's family only?

It seems true that old woman did the kidnapping on her own great-grandchild!

Still vividly remembered in my ears, Nenenda wanted to destroy me and Aden.

As strong as I can throw a rattan whip whose circle feels very large in the circumference of my palm.

The cry for a stop at the whip fifty-two times, I do not heed.

I didn't even move from the point of scourging. Make the wound gaping, deep, and will later imprint on the perpetrators.

My eyes looked flat, when the first doer gave up right on the hundredth whip.

He turned and begged for mercy.

My hand swing does not stop.

Injured his face.

Ah, why don't I mark their faces?

"Stop! The Prophet forbids us from hurting our faces!"

Mas Indra's shout dawned on me about my outrageous actions.

The leader of the executioner stopped his steps as Mas Indra shouted from his throne.

It seems like everyone is starting to realize, who is the face behind the executioner today.

They even simultaneously glanced towards Mas Indra, who was sitting alone unaccompanied.

I'm not the woman who's gonna sit around crying over my son in pain.

Let him be with his experts.

And I'm here to get his revenge.

The punishment of the whip that should have been twice a hundred times, I gave half of it to the executioner on duty.

My hands are shaking.

There are still five offenders I must punish with this hand.

At least half the punishment.

One hundred times the punishment of whipping on each person.

Unfortunately, not even a hundred times in the third person, my vision suddenly twisted.

I fell and was unconscious.

When I woke up, I was very irritated at the energy quality of this body.

Intention to punish the perpetrator is not even able.

Suddenly the annoyance disappeared when this netra has been bathed in the surrounding light. Aden was sleeping in front of me.

Mas Indra sat on the other side. Caught up on the pile of pillows that supported Aden.

"Here the smell of medicine, Mas!" hisisku glanced sharply at Mas Indra who was starting to wake up.

How could he bring Aden into the ward?

Has he lost his mind?

The scent of the hospital, deeply disturbing the peaceful soul.

"Aden will be operated on in two hours."

The lightning was thunderous when Mas Indra said with his own face.

Mas Indra shed tears.

Gently kiss Aden, be careful, do not wake his son.

"Don't joke, Mum!" my jolt wished for him to say that, only to make me no longer obstruct the executioner's duties.

Mas Indra shook his head.

"You take it easy, Giwa. Just a little crack."

"A little crack but surgery, Mas??!"

"As a parent whose prayers are reserved for children, do not think badly. Stay cool. Rest assured that Aden is fine. The best doctors in the country have prepared everything."

Mas Indra's words were not wrong.

I have to think positively about Aden's condition.

Don't fret. Don't fret.

I tried to stay calm, but I saw his little body. There's a lump of sick meat in this.

Such a small body should be dissected.

Various medical devices are installed.

Not to mention injected and treated various chemicals.

Oh, Prince..

Please-please worry I'm waiting for Aden.

This time I didn't even care about the obligatory food to restore my condition.

Keep sitting in front of the tightly closed door.

Turn on the light sign is running operation in there.

Mas Indra was inside. Supervise the practice of doctors directly on his son.

I was banned from entering because of my condition.

The only thing I can do is to offer the Divine a do'a.

It turns out that the handling still needs to add time.

I remembered the main culprit who had not received punishment from me.

Earlier before falling unconscious, I placed one time the lengthening of the whip on the perpetrators who had not got a turn.

Even though their punishment has been carried out, at least I have given one punishment.

I also want to see the face of the main perpetrator and give mementos to him!

But leave the operating room?

Haish!!

"Is the operation complete?" ask the nurse who came out of the operating room.

"e- uh. Anu's.. Kanjeng..."

"Calm down! Just say it clearly."

"Look, Mrs Kanjeng..."

"Say!"

Greget saw it. This young sister stutters so much in speech!

"Kanjeng Prince's skull was wounded. The doctor will perform additional surgery. Ha-servant excuse me, Mrs Kanjeng."

Somehow I stepped from the hospital towards the remote hall a distance away.

I arrived at this place shortly after the punishment for the main culprit was completed.

They swept him down from the punishment stage.

I pulled a keris that poked out at the waist of the bodyguard.

Put it in the chest of the perpetrator.

That face wrapped in cloth, how was his expression?

The fear? The pain?

Just a little ringing from his lips.

Doesn't he feel pain with the wounds I've made.

I deepened the stab of the keris in the chest of the perpetrator.

"Kanjeng, please stop! The perpetrator has already completed his sentence!"

Sucks. So sucks.

While Aden lives inside the operating room, this perp can pitch free!?

I pulled a keris from the chest of the perpetrator. He pointed it at the bodyguard who spoke the loudest voice, and it was clearly heard in my frame.

Scratched cheeks.

Instantly he stopped.

"Aden almost took his life because of it and his punishment was over!?"

I pulled the keris so that the wound on his face was completely formed.

I pointed at the perpetrator who could only take out the ringing, with a bloody dagger in my hand.

The keris in my hand fell as this hand trembled again.

The impact did nearly three hundred lashes, making this hand difficult to grasp.

"WHO TOLD YOU TO HELP HIM? ARE YOU HIS PARTNER!?" I shouted as one of the executioners was about to help him wake up.

The body stopped.

Others even back their steps.

It is not unusual for the accused to be treated humanely.

I just don't want to do it to this guy!

"So like Aden who curled up cold in the middle of an empty house for an entire night. Let him curl up here tonight. Live or die."

My head is so dizzy.

I can't see the results of my actions on the perpetrator.

I don't want to faint in public.

Trained this step towards the room within the hall.

There is no Mas Indra here. He was accompanying his son.

Who's gonna help me?

I maintained my consciousness until I saw that the main room of the hall had opened.

Blackened view.

Did I fall right on the bed or was it imaginary, which turned out to be me falling on the floor?

I only felt comfort when a pair of hands clasped me tightly.

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