My Husband's Ghost
Chapter 88 The Beautiful Saung

The breeze blows slowly around a small saung in the middle of a large garden sprinkled with red roses.

What a beautiful saung...

Small but looks attractive because it shines when hit by bright sky light.

Saung is unusual because it is somewhat floating in the air but its location is constant not changing despite being blown by the wind.

Made of water flow but the saung does not make wet people who are there and can be used as a comfortable resting place.

Its beauty when the saung is exposed to the light of the sky that makes the saung glow very beautiful.

The air around the red rose garden further adds to the beauty of the saung that is located right in the middle of the garden.

It appears a man was lying on the halls made of wood accompanied by a plate of red cake and a pot of drinks.

The man closed his eyes while fanning himself.

His face was very calm, not too handsome but attractive to see even though his skin was a bit dark, the aura emanating from him was indeed authoritative.

Saung standing in the middle of the red rose garden looks very sturdy and strong.

Several birds perched on the saung was playing and chirping merrily, adding to the special attraction of the beautiful saung.

A beautiful woman dressed in all white with a silk scarf and well-groomed hair was walking towards the saung weakly.

Occasionally the beautiful woman was seen flying over the rocks that lay along the road that connects to the saung.

Her beautiful attractive dress seemed to be waving in the wind as the beautiful woman flew towards the saung which was in the middle of the rose garden.

In one of his hands, a sealed golden tray was on top of him.

The beautiful woman rushed over to the man who was on top of the halls made of wood in the saung.

"Good morning, Mr. Ionatan!", greet the beautiful woman.

The dashing man who was lying on top of the wooden halls instantly turned his gaze towards the beautiful woman who had come to him.

"For Arella.", said the man named Ionatan.

"I brought your favorite meal, Mr. Ionatan", said Arella.

"Did you cook it yourself?", asked Ionatan.

"Of course, I cooked it lovingly for you, Mr. Ionatan", Arella said.

Arella descended towards Ionatan who was lying casually on the wooden halls while placing the closed tray on the table.

"This seafood dish is perfect for breakfast and can help you stay healthy, Mr. Ionatan" said Arella.

"Thank you.", Ionatan said.

"Try Mr. Ionatan taste, I think it will make your body feel more fresh and primed if consumed in the morning" said Arella.

"Yes, I will eat it" said Ionatan.

"Not for later but eaten at this very moment, lord Ionatan", said Arella.

"Well, I'll eat it now so you're satisfied, Arella" Ionatan said.

"This seafood I ordered specifically to the fishmongers who stopped by here to offer a variety of fresh sea fish" said Arella.

"Did he come here often?", asked Ionatan.

"Hmm.., almost every day to bring fresh sea fish because I deliberately ordered it for you, Mr. Ionatan", said Arella.

"It's very troublesome for you if you have to cook fresh seafood dishes often for me, Arella" Ionatan said.

"No, I was excited, Arella said.

Arella opened the lid of the gold tray containing a bowl of specially processed fresh sea fish, a puff of smoke emerging from inside the tray as it opened.

Fragrant fragrance comes out of the direction of the bowl as air blows over it.

"Hmm.., the fragrance..", Ionatan murmured.

"Hopefully Mr. Ionatan likes it" Arella said.

Ionatan sat down and took the bowl from Arella's hand and devoured it vigorously.

The beautiful woman named Arella looked delighted as Ionatan devoured the dishes she cooked.

Arella then sat down and took a stringed instrument near the wooden halls and played it.

There was a beautiful song from the direction of the stringed instrument played by Arella.

His voice was very soft and reassuring to everyone who heard the song played by Arella, felt in the middle of a vast ocean if they heard it.

Smile on his lips while devouring his breakfast, Ionatan silently lived the beautiful song when Arella brought it.

"You are sad, Arella?" said Ionatan.

"No.", said Arella shook her head.

"The song you're playing doesn't sound like your heart is happy now, Arella" Ionatan said.

Arella smiled gently and continued to play the stringed instrument in her hand without answering Ionatan's words.

"There is news that there is currently a fierce battle in the forest of Hoia Baciu, and lord Van Costel IV is involved in it" Arella said.

Ionatan stopped his hand then glanced sharply at Arella.

"It is rumored that there will be a major war in the Moldovan valley and Dalca II will participate in the war later" Arella continued.

Arella said as she continued to play music without turning her head towards Ionatan.

"The elite special forces belonging to Antolin Lucian are currently fighting against the strongest demon of the forest Hoia Baciu" Arella said.

TUK... !

The sound of a bowl was heard placed on the table in front of Ionatan.

"When was the news delivered?", asked Ionatan.

"This morning from the seller of fresh sea fish" said Arella.

"Then please tell the gold chief to get ready for the Hoia Baciu forest now, Arella" Ionatan said.

"Are you coming too, sir Ionatan?", asked Arella.

"Of course, I'll go there" Ionatan said.

"Do I also have to prepare your lightning weapon?", asked Arella.

"I think there is no need because the battle will certainly be won by Van Costel IV and Lucian", Ionatan said.

"But why did you tell me to send a message to the golden army chief to go with you to the forest of Hoia Baciu, Lord Ionatan?" said Arella.

"Just in case", said Ionatan while putting the tray lid on the bowl.

"Alright, I will immediately go deliver this message to the gold army leader to get ready for the forest Hoia Baciu" said Arella.

"Hmm.", muttered Ionatan from his seat.

Arella stopped her hand over the stringed instrument she was playing and stood up.

"Have you given the gold coins to the fishmonger, Arella?" said Ionatan.

"Already, sir Ionatan. I've given him a small box of gold coins you mean", said Arella.

"Where exactly did the battle take place?" asked Ionatan.

"In an Orange Palace guarded by nine shadow dragon demons" Arella said.

Ionatan raised his head towards Arella who was preparing to leave.

"And reportedly there are also four of the most formidable assassins guarding the palace" said Arella.

Arella replied as she flicked her hand towards the dress she was wearing and then stared intently at Ionatan.

"It is rumored that the shadow dragon demon guard of the orange palace is able to deploy at least a thousand ghosts to help them fight the elite special forces belonging to Antolin Lucian" Arella continued.

"A ghost!?" said Ionatan.

"True, Mr. Ionatan", said Arella.

"How can Antolin Lucian's elite special forces deal with those who are ghosts?" Ionatan said.

"Only that news was delivered here" said Arella.

"Alright, I understand" Ionatan said.

"I went to meet the leader of the golden army, Lord Ionatan", said Arella.

"Go, Arella.", Ionatan said.

"Well, Mr. Ionatan" said Arella.

Arella bowed half her body towards Ionatan before saying goodbye.

A moment later, Arella's body was seen flying over the rocks outside the saung, leaving Ionatan who was still sitting alone on the wooden halls in the saung.