My second husband Prince Jin
Chapters. 63 Split.....
Asmi wept hugging Prince Hasyeem. She feels so sad. Nyi Kedasih's words resuscitated him. That he really doesn't deserve the Prince.
To be honest he felt tired and hopeless with all this. His heart ached every time he received the scorn of the community. And the heart grew more sick when in the jinn also turned out to still know caste and position.
Caught clearly the intent of the words of Nyi Kedasih who said that he was inappropriate if it should be juxtaposed with Princess Azylla, who incidentally a daughter of noble descent from the jinn.
Asmi immediately realized her position. He felt like he was in a slap for a new reality about himself. She is just a widow. Not from the nobility in the human world nor are they noble or noble.
What good thing she could be proud of, while Princess Azylla, the beautiful woman from the genie faction had everything. It is fitting that Prince Hasyeem's father, King Haizzar, does not approve of their relationship and prefers Princess Azylla as a prospective daughter-in-law, because she has advantages over everything from herself.
Her failure to marry her ex-husband Ilham, the rejection of Prince Hasyeem's father and also the rejection of the community because of her widowed status made Asmi increasingly feel that she was useless as a woman.
For him it was quite painful because only the gaze that contained suspicion, said the insinuation, and the sneer behind him that Asmi received. No more sincere smiles and friendly greetings that he got. It was only disappointment after disappointment that he had to swallow. That does not mean the life of a widow with barren appendages.
" Hasyeem, .. I can no longer continue this. We better end our relationship. Just leave me and marry Princess Azylla!" asmi said on the sidelines of his sob.
Prince Hasyeem's heart seemed to stop when he heard Asmi's words.
" Dear, don't talk like that. You're not serious about what you say?" Prince Hasyeem stared at the beautiful face of Asmi who was still in tears. His heart ached at the tears of the lover and grew even more painful when he heard the words of Asmi who wanted their separation.
Asmi shook her head. There were tears that escaped back at the end of her net.
" I'm not messing around with my words, Hasyeem!" said Asmi.
" I'm self-conscious, Prince. I was not accepted by your family, not even your people accepted me. Should I force myself and close my eyes to all that. Because of me you suffered and had to be locked up by your father the King of Haizzar. For I too, the daughter of Bilqis, have to endure the misery of being locked up by your father. It's only natural that Nyi Kedasih doesn't like me. Women of my own people don't like me either. What should I do, Hasyeem? tell me what to do?" asked Asmi in a desperate tone.
" But, baby. Please don't have such thoughts. I don't mind even if my father has to lock me up for a thousand years. I don't care if all my people are against it. I don't care if every creature in the world doesn't like you. Or not liking us both as a couple. I really don't care. For me it's enough just that you love and accept me, always with me I'm happy. You're the breath of my life.Never think of leaving me. Please take your words back, baby. Don't walk away from me. Don't give up on this." Isak the Prince who is powerless if you have to part with the lover.
" No, Hasyeem. Please, go. I can't take it anymore, Prince. Leave me alone. Please, go!" Asmi begged the Prince to leave immediately before him.
Prince Hasyeem looked at the adoring lover's face looking at him. There was a wound he saw there. There is disappointment and despair. His heart is very pitying. She wanted to hug the beloved and say that everything would be fine.
But he knew his heart was not okay. The lover who is his soulmate is at the bottom of his life. He knew, it was wise for him to let Asmi alone. Because women need peace of mind to think.
Finally Prince Hasyeem nodded. He kissed the lover's forehead gently, before disappearing from Asmi's presence. Actually his heart is not willing if it has to go from the side of his beloved heart. He did not want Asmi to break with him.
Asmi cried sobbing after Hasyeem. His chest was congested by the merciless pain he was raining down on. After all, he loved Prince Hasyeem, the prince of the Angelic Hill.
Meanwhile, at the palace of King Haizzar on Mount Kahyangan, the atmosphere suddenly stirred. The Prince went berserk destroying everything in his room. No one could persuade the prince whose heart was in turmoil.
Lucky King Haizzar already
put up a magical fence around the Hasyeem prince's room, so that the crown prince could not rampage outside and could not go anywhere.
Prince Hasyeem cried on the side of the bed which is now no longer bed-shaped. His heart aches with a love now cut off by caste and distinction. His heart is hurt because Asmi breaks off the relationship with him and asks him to marry Princess Azylla.
He regretted all the decisions of Asmi. The woman decides their love because she is tired of having to face all the differences that always make her feel trapped. Actually, it is not something that must be exaggerated. He accepted the woman as she was.
Now what is the power, after the lover broke off his relationship with him and asked him to marry another woman. It felt like he was almost crazy thinking about all the feelings in his heart.
He would not be able to if he had to part with Asmi. That woman means so much in her life. He doesn't want to lose Asmi. He also does not want to share his love for other women. Asmi is the only one she wants to be her life companion. Until the end of the woman's life.
Elsewhere, a woman in a long robe covering her entire body appeared to be meditating solemnly. His face looked terrible as if he had suffered burns covering more than half of his face.
Suddenly the woman opened her eyes. He woke up from his semen. A devious smile adorned on the lips that looked slanted was drawn downwards.
"Hmm it's interesting, it's good news.the woman is now alone." he muttered with a cynical face.
Soon she contacted someone she knew would definitely be happy to hear this news.
" Hello, Mr. Panca. I have good news for you" Nyi Darsih said as soon as her phone connection was connected.
" ......."
"Your target woman seems to be alone now. I saw him in my seed. I saw no more black figures that usually always
just follow the steps of the woman. I'm telling you this, Mr. Panca. Who knows, you might want to do something about this woman. Because this is the right time for them to take your revenge on the woman" said Nyi Darsih .
Sneaky smile on Nyi Darsih's scary face. He could avenge his heartache on the lover of the prince of jinn who had made him lose the beauty and dandy of his body a while ago.
Meanwhile, Mr. Panca is now calling someone.
" Prepare your man. Bring that woman****** to me. I'm waiting in a normal place!" said the cold-faced man while hanging up the phone.