Honor Behind the Stain
Panicked

“Bu, Khanza, come with me!” A man in uniform approached Khanza.

Actually Khanza no longer have the energy to walk, but he still stepped following the man in uniform.  

They sit facing.

“Pak, please find where my husband's body is.  Rama said that my husband's body was put in a sack and dumped into the river.”  Khanza panicked not playing.  

“Our team is working on that issue.  Your husband is still in search.  We have deployed SAR teams and volunteers combing the river.  So far, we haven't found him.  Please be patient to wait for further information.  We will contact you for further information.  Pray, may all be well and your husband is found safe.”  

Can Khanza still hope that her husband is in a state of temporary safety since being stabbed and put in a sack, then dumped into the river, until now the Emperor is still not found.

Khanza returned home limp, nearly half his life flying.  Khanza was lying on a bed with his face washed in tears.  Crying, curling with the body bent like an arrow.

Just now that he was happy, he had just regained his love, but that happiness had to just vanish.

Should his life story be exactly like the news on television that almost every day broadcasts about crime and crime?  Not infrequently the news on television aired a case of murder of the father to his son by hitting using a hammer, friends stabbed friends with knives to death, neighbors read out neighbors, and others, and there are many more terrible cases that are often broadcast on television.  Who would have thought the same case would have happened to the Emperor?

Khanza was devastated, when she was upset with the Emperor, she was angry with her husband, it was precisely when her anger was her husband was dying, her husband was risking his life and death.  If she knew her husband was in that state, Khanza would not be upset at that time.

Khanza mengelus alas kasur di sebelahnya, seharusnya Kaisar ada di sampingnya sekarang ini. Tangis Khanza pecah.  Sesakit inikah kehilangan orang yang dia cintai?  Bahkan ia tak tahu apakah ia sudah benar- benar kehilangan atau masih ada harapan untuk dapat kembali memeluk raga suaminya.

Calvin's voice rang out loud, the man was already standing at the door with his hand holding the doorknob.  His face looked sad.  He flew to Indonesia after bad news about his son.

Khanza who looked as if he was sitting up.  He looked at his father-in-law. Then say softly, “Pa.”

In the next second, he could no longer speak.  Sobbing, his neck choked.

Calvin stepped in.  He rubbed the top of his daughter-in-law's veil with a sad look.  “Already!  Don't talk about anything!  Don't!”

Calvin doesn't want Khanza to reveal anything if it's gonna make his chest tight.  Calvin understood what his son-in-law wanted to say.  Nothing else but sadness.  But Calvin could already read all that from his face and cries.

Calvin was initially less fond of Khanza, considering that Khanza was not the woman he expected to be his son's life partner.  But now he sees Khanza change, so his heart is open to be able to accept his son-in-law.  Khanza's sadness was the same as he felt, that of loss.

Calvin then walked out of the room with a lethargic step, the same expression as when he entered.  There was not a word the man said.  But Khanza already understood enough what was on his in-laws' minds.  They are equally panicked, depressed and sad.

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