Honor Behind the Stain
Returnees

Not to forget Khanza also patted the man's ass. Wishing the man would say something to make Khanza sure that the man opened the Emperor.

"Ouch!" The man held onto the object that had just been patted hard by Khanza.

Why hasn't the man's face changed? Still look like the Emperor? Has Khanza's view been erring until everyone looks like the Emperor? Come on, change fast now so Khanza doesn't go crazy.

"Khanza, I'm home!" 

Khanza heard that voice. This time Khanza was convinced that it was indeed the voice of the Emperor, meaning that Khanza's views were not being influenced by vague hallucinations.

Khanza felt the chest of the Emperor's field, feeling the chest of the same field as the one he touched every night. Yes, it was her husband's body. He is not hallucinating. 

"Emperor!" Khanza whispered almost noiseless. 

"Yes, baby." 

The darling? The call made Khanza's body skin bristled, as he was moved and unsure of the return of the Emperor, coupled with the call of love, Khanza's heart was suddenly wet. 

"Is this really you, Emperor?" Khanza tightly embraced the Emperor's body. Just be careful if after this there is a scene of wrong people again, Khanza will not spare this man's ass.

Khanza feeling campir stir. He's very happy. I don't feel like letting go of that hug for a moment. I don't want to lose the Emperor again.

Khanza thought that he had lost the Emperor forever. He resigned and handed over all the urudan to the Almighty, whatever it was. But the Emperor actually came back for him. He really felt unsure, but also grateful.

"Yes, it's me. I've worried you, haven't I?" ask Emperor.

"of course. Don't ask that." Khanza tightened his embrace. 

"Awh!" Emperor whimpering.

Sontak Khanza took off his arms. "Why? I was hugging you because I was moved, I was happy, I didn't know what else to say. But you screamed that."

"It hurts." The emperor touched his belly on the side.

Khanza seemed to not care about what he had just seen, he even screamed hysterically calling his in-laws. "Papaaaa...!"

Khanza's screams are very loud, even so like a possessed person. 

Shortly after, Calvin came from another room. The man was startled and immediately jumped back when he saw the Emperor while exclaiming, "Sir!"

Loh, how about a skillet? That means cauldron, right? 

"You? You're Emperor?" Calvin pointed at the Emperor's face with a tense look.

If Calvin sees that the figure is the Emperor, it means that the view of Khanza is not wrong.

"Yes, it's me, Pa. I'm still alive." Emperor assured.

Khanza. Touched.

Calvin approached the Emperor. He looked at his son.  Then hugged for a while and rubbed his son's dry, unkempt hair. He patted his son's back.

The Emperor stared at the faces before him, those faces appearing with novelty.  The Emperor grabbed Khanza's body and hugged him tightly.

“I come.  Sorry, I've made you anxious.”  The Emperor rubbed Khanza's veil.  The veil that made his wife's face honorable.

“Where are you?” Khanza.  “I'm so worried about you.  I'm worried about you.  I thought you were already the deceased.”

Actually the Emperor wanted to protest, why did Khanza even say that, but that's it.  His name is also anxious.  

“Tell me, what happened?”  Khanza gave me some distance.  He stared at that dull, unkempt face.  Even so, his good looks did not diminish.

“This how is the story?  You were rumored to have been murdered and now it appears like this.  Let's talk!”  Calvin impatiently wanted to hear the story that had actually happened.

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