How To Divorce My Husband
0040. Reporter la Malchance de la Premiere Vie (Repeating kesial*n from life
0040. Reporter la Malchance de la Premiere Vie (Repeating kesial*n from first life)
“For what chance am I given to repeat life, if in the end have to repeat the same misfortune?”
The question was only uttered in the night wind that blew quite hard, when his bare feet managed to step on the surface of the ground covered with natural rocks. The thick cloak that enveloped the body did not even manage to minimize the effects of the wind that blew quite fiercely that night. Perhaps, because under the cloak he only used clothes that were torn in some parts.
“I have tried to change my fate in life this time,” murmured in a bitter voice.
His staggered footsteps led to a spring forming a small pond at the very end of the place. The cold night air does not dampen the intention to drown yourself in a pool filled with clear water that can reflect the beauty of the night sky.
He had tried to change the fate of learning from his previous life, but the Creator's will was stronger than his efforts. The proof, he again experienced failure. The form of failure is nothing but a repeat of the same misfortune as the previous life.
“For what effort if in the end I have to repeat all the same misfortunes!” the thrill of the night silence in a place that is home to hundreds of rare plant species.
Highlight his weak eyes then unintentionally caught a rare plant that looked striking, even in the dark. Though the color of the plant is not a striking color, but a dark color.
“Anconitum,” watered with feet that keep stepping, entering the water surface. Letting the bottom of the robe he was wearing was gradually submerged by the water. “Hate symbol.”
The bluish purple flowering plant symbolizes hatred. Just like the hate that is currently eating away at the heart. He hated dying to a man who was like a lead male or the main character in this life. Without having to put in much effort, the man again and again would get the first chance to play with his life.
“I hate ... hate..” mess Kayena with tears starting to shed from both shades. “I hate ..my weak self.”
Kayena is aware that she remains weak, even though she has tried to be twice as strong as her previous life. However, he remains ‘lah’ easily from the man.
“Now what should I do?”
Kayena now feels she is starting to despair. Wh why? Because he himself has begun to be confused to find a way to escape from the clutches of Kaizen. If the seed of the man manages to grow and develop well in his field, it is certain that there will never be a divorce between them.
Let alone divorce, going to his family home in Kyen without permission, in two-bodied conditions alone can be considered an act of treason. Given the King's woman was two-bodied only considered as a container for the next prospective successor.
Kayena has already felt how it is considered as “wadah” from the next prospective successor. It is only considered a container, nothing more. The priority obtained was solely intended for prospective successors who were hitching a ride in their womb.
“What are you doing!”
Jerked. That was the response Kayena showed when she heard the call coming from behind. The consciousness that had scattered again he got, although the passion of life seemed to still recede from the look of his two eyes.
From where he stood, he could see a man he had met this afternoon, walking quickly towards him. The man in military uniform had also stripped the outer garment of his pride uniform, leaving it in the form of a plain white shirt.
“Kayena, wake up!”
The man has come. Stand before him. Without caring about shiny black shoes and pants wet material submerged in water, he immediately threw himself.
“Kayena!”
The owner of the name was still not fully conscious, to the point where his body was shaken, then brought into the warm embrace he so desperately needed.
“What has happened, Kayena.” Whisper the handsome man with a heavy voice of his. “Who has hurt you?”
Although it has not been scanned in its entirety, the handsome man is convinced that Kayena has been injured. His soul was even shaken. He knew Kayena's character when she was injured, even to the point of shaking her soul.
“Please me,” wean the owner's name. “I ... hate to be weak.”
“You are not weak.” Kaezar, the beautiful owner immediately broke the embrace between them. Both of her hands again perched on each of Kayena's shoulders which had been covered in her pride uniform outerwear. “Say, who has hurt you?”
Kayena. His eyes still seemed empty, but tears suddenly escaped without warning. Kaezar growled small. If Cesare sees the condition of his sister like this, the man will certainly not hesitate to destroy the kingdom of Robelia to find the culprit. Not to mention Khayansar and Grand Duke Pexley. If they knew Kayena's condition, as it is today, maybe Robelia's just a name.
Kayena did not say much. However, the usual beautiful face that looked tough that night seemed to have no firmness, strength, let alone passion for life.
“Crying. Never be afraid to look weak, because I know you are very tough.”
Kayena did not respond to anything other than calling her face on the chest of Kaezar's field which was covered only in a white shirt. Not long after, sobs began to sound. Along with that, Kaezar can feel if the surface of the shirt he uses starts to get moist. His heart suddenly felt twice as congested as the first time he found Kayena. Hearing the sobs that were not released just escaped from Kayena's mouth, managed to make her heart tormented.
Before coming to this place for the third time, Kaezar was around the Queen's Palace when four soldiers from the King's residence picked up Kayena. However, Kaezar never saw them cross the same path while carrying Kayena. At first he thought they were using a detour. Until he meets Kima who just got the information that the Queen never made it to the King's palace. Suddenly, the workers who served Kayena rushed to look for her throughout the palace. Kayena was not found anywhere.
Kaezar was desperate. He also had time to visit the King's palace, but the guards forbade him to enter, because the King was spending the night with his concubine. Brengs*k. When his wife disappeared, the Tyrant King spent the night with his concubine. Kaezar decided to go back to search. He twice visited the greenhouse which became one of the special places for Kayena. On the other hand, Cesare who was still outside the palace also did not know if his sister disappeared.
Kaezar was suspicious of some people, given the information he got, there were four soldiers from the King's palace who picked up Kayena. But they never reached their destination. In addition, Kaizen also asked two female servants to go to the wine cellar. He said someone was waiting for him there. Kaezar did not believe it. Who is waiting for him without making an appointment first? So, to check the situation in the wine cellar, he sent two members of his special forces to visit the place.
Then for the third time, Kaezar came to this place. With feeling, he felt quite sure that the most likely if Kayena was not kidnapped, would be in this place. However, what he found when he came to this place managed to make the roar of his heart fall apart. He had never seen Kayena in this condition. Loss of direction, spirit of life, and strength. All of this was clearly in his eyes.
“Give way!”
Kaezar's cold, heavy, and flat voice sounded creepy. For anyone who stands in his way when he brings Kayena, he will be disinclined. His return with Kayena in a sling of course immediately made a blind furore at that time. There were many questions tiled in their heads, yet no one dared to ask. Leave a lot of question marks and rumors that are enough to make the head bobble.
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The head feels heavy as if it is overwritten by tens of kilo grams of weight to be the first thing Kaizen feels when opening his eyes. The distinctive and authentic ceiling of the room became the first sight captured by both eyeballs. Then, he turned his gaze to the left side. The place where a woman was sleeping was dressed with her sturdy arms decorated with biceps and triceps muscles.
The woman appears to be sleeping peacefully, while she tries to collect memory debris about last night. How could they end up spending the night together? In fact, he remembered very well had expelled the woman who now shared the bed with him. After that, he forgot what had happened.
“Eugh .. You're up?” a small cry sounded, before the greeting was thrown by the woman who had just wriggled small. Both of his eyelids were still closed, but he had already made a greeting.
“What happened last night?” ask the owner of the room, to the point. He has also changed his lying position, to sit leaning on the head of the bed. From that position, he could see how the glass of the room they occupied.
The clothes they used overnight were scattered on the floor and the loungers, the objects on the table near the lounger had moved all to the floor surface, there was a wine spill by the foot of the table, flower petals are scattered on the floor, until the candles have burned away, leaving candles and new shapes. All that did not escape the observation of a pair of sharp netra belonging to Kaizen.
“Why are you ... who is here? Not Kayena?” Kaizen asked in astonishment. He remembered last night having made an appointment with his wife. Therefore, he asked the waiter to decorate his room.
“Night Her Majesty the Queen did not come here.”
“Do not talk nonsense, Katarina!”
“I speak as is,” said Katarina while covering her body with a piece of cloth they use to cover the shoulder. “Night Her Majesty the Queen never got here, then we re-*nta with great, as always. You vented the frustration of Her Majesty the Queen's absence to me,”.
Kaizen seemed silent a thousand languages. Kayena didn't come? But, why? Last night he had even sent soldiers to pick up Kayena. If Kayena refused to come, the soldiers would have come back and told her. So, why didn't anyone tell you last night?
When he woke up in the morning, he found the concubine who was in one bed with him. In fact, yesterday was the date chosen by Pope Calius so that they were quickly blessed with an heir. However, he instead spent the opportunity with the concubine who obviously would not be able to give birth to a successor for him.
“Forget what happened last night, Katarina. Let's just say it was a mistake I made because of a heavy hangover.”
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TB
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Response 22-05-23