Honor Behind the Stain
Poison

The emperor was no less confused by the events that had befallen him.  With the status that has now changed the course of his life, the Emperor was fully aware that he could not be separated from Khanza just like that.  

The Emperor understood the laws and teachings he espoused regarding marriage, which in fact was not a game or item that could be replaced easily when it felt unsuitable.  There was a covenant and an oath between him and God that he had unconsciously spoken.

Then what if he just divorced Khanza?  Will that solve the problem? 

Yes, maybe the problem will be solved before his eyes, but God does not sleep.  God can be angry when man deliberately makes mistakes that he already knows the law is sin, for example, such as his intention to leave Khanza after marrying the girl for a few days without caring about the fate of Khanza who would certainly be widowed, even not caring about the character of Khanza who at the time of the accident, even if there was a Khanza, so that's when the Emperor's responsibility for the girl falls, but the Emperor will just leave her.

What about Jihan? The Emperor had promised to return for Jihan, even his wishful thinking of living together with the woman he loved was already dancing in his head.

Both of his parents were opposed when he was forced to marry another woman, and now he is married to a woman who does not know how to exist like Khanza.  She's a bad girl, who doesn't understand how to organize the household according to religious teachings.  

The Emperor gulped down the mineral water from the glass he had been holding since.  

Brak!

The emperor turned his head towards the table behind him, where the source of the loud noise shocked him.  Khanza is throwing two cards.  The girl stared with a sharp look.  

“See!  Look that! As a result of your actions, your status is now officially married to me!”  Khanza's flick finger pointed at the card he had just thrown at the table.  “Then how will my future be?  How's life?  I don't want to be anyone's wife yet.  I don't want to be married yet!” 

Khanza's eyes are glazed.  His very loud voice might even be able to be heard by the neighbors.  But they don't care, assuming that the unstable newlyweds are in a fight.

The Emperor understood the location of Khanza's anger, because the Emperor felt the same way.  Equally do not want to get married to live in a household with people he does not love.  

Hearing the loud shrill voice of Khanza, the Emperor was wary of the neighbors coming.  He then approaches Khanza, the girl who feels her life is being ruined by an unwanted marriage.

“How is this?  I don't want to be your wife, but I also don't want to be a widow if you divorce me.  Tell me what I can do to get my status back to how it was.”  Khanza is hysterical, her tears are beginning to fall.  His body suddenly staggered forward and his face was six in the chest of the Emperor's field as the man pulled Khanza's shoulders and hugged him with one firm arm.

“Already!  Don't scream.  I know how you feel.  I feel the same way.”  The Emperor had no idea what he was doing, he was just trying to make Khanza calm down.

“I'm not married!  I don't want to be someone's wife!  I still want to be free!”  Khanza repeated the words.   His voice was muted due to his mouth being covered in the chest of the Emperor's field.  Both of his fists smacked the Emperor's back.

“I too.. I love Jihan, I promise to marry her.  And now it's like this.  I'm really fucked up right now.  We'll deal with this together.  We will think of this to find the solution!” persuade the Emperor with a stern voice.  He attempted to reconcile, telling Khanza that not only had Khanza gone awry because of the marriage, but the Emperor was far more in disarray.  His mind kept on going to one name, Jihan.

I don't know what the lady is doing if I find out about this.  Not only was his heart broken, but also his hopes and dreams would be buried deep within.

Minutes after Khanza let go of crying at will in the chest of the Emperor's field, the Emperor finally guided Khanza into the room, laying the woman on the bed.  Hoping that Khanza will be calm and able to think better.

The pretty face with round eyes and sexy chin took the glass and gulped it down greedily.  He really looked chaotic with a puffy and pitiful face.

The emperor left, leaving Khanza's room which he left open.  He sat in the living room.  Think hard about how to get out of this problem.  He bowed his head with both hands holding his forehead.  That position is indeed the right position to hold.

Immediately the Emperor raised his head when he saw a pair of petite feet without sandals standing before him.  The toes are so flat.  The Emperor already knew who the owner of the leg was. Naturally Khanza.  The emperor was alone with Khanza.

The smell of coffee was so strong in the Emperor's nose.  The man raised his head and found Khanza holding a small cup of coffee.

There is a wind what Khanza is like?  A few seconds the Emperor stared at Khanza who was standing before him.  The Emperor did not understand Khanza's attitude, was the coffee meant for the Emperor or what?

“Minum!” khanza put the coffee on the table.  

“Forku?”

Before replying, Khanza's bead eyes stared at the Emperor's face.  “I see you so confused.  Drink only!”  Khanza then walked away.

Kaisertegun stared at the coffee served, the aroma was delicious.  Why did Khanza suddenly behave like that?  Was it because the woman wanted to thank you for being calmed down by the emperor earlier?  Or is this the form of Khanza's favor after the Emperor was sweet toward the woman earlier?

Instead of thinking about what reason Khanza suddenly changed, KAisar then grabbed the cup handle and took a sip.

Khanza watched from the room.  The open door of the room made it easy to reach the Emperor's movements.

Suddenly the Emperor felt a strange thing in his throat.  It was hot, like burning.  So hurt.  In a split second, the Emperor suddenly felt nauseous, dizzy and full of mouth to throat like burning.

“Aaarrrrrggkh..” The Emperor groaned, his body collapsing to the floor after rising to his feet to grab the door handle.  He stumbled and then stood up to the door.

Blake it!  The door snapped and opened just as half of the Emperor's body collapsed outward.

At that time, in a split second, the Emperor's brain thought that he was in danger.  And the danger was very close to him, Khanza.

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