My second husband Prince Jin
Chapters. 67 Questions of Queen Kalina

It was still early in the morning when Asmi was awakened by the loud rooster crow woke up the whole world.

Something heavy seemed to be crushing his stomach. A burly and sturdy hand was hugging Asmi's waist tightly. Asmi looked back. The handsome face seraut was sleeping soundly in a position to hug his waist.

I don't know since when his handsome girlfriend was sleeping by his side, which Asmi obviously did not know her presence. From yesterday afternoon, the handsome man of the Jinn disappeared from the palace. Until yesterday, she was accompanied only by Nyi Dewun, the palace lady whom Prince Hasyeem ordered to look after and serve her.

Asmi stroked that handsome face. Somehow he had just realized, how perfectly this sculptured face was created.

" don't look at me for too long, I'm afraid you'll be fascinated and fall more and more in love with me!" a distinctive hoarse sound of waking up made Asmi's hand movements stop.

His gaze turned on the bright brown netra belonging to the Prince.

" I've fallen in love with someone. And unfortunately, I was forced to admit it to you." Asmi's seductive mischievous smile that successfully made the Prince move up and pounced on her body.

" Oh, so. Then you must tell me who is the man who has dared to tease my queen!"

Asmi laughed crisply while struggling to escape in the mighty body support of the Prince.

" Hahaha, of course I won't say, My prince has to find out for himself, who is the man who has taken my heart."

" Hm, okay. Maybe this is a powerful way for me to wear."

Prince Hasyeem then grabbed both hands of Asmi and lifted her overhead. After that, her lips kissed Asmi's head, then forehead, then down to her nose. Asmi's eyes closed to withstand the turmoil and heartbeat in the chest.

Asmi's face feels hot, especially when the Prince's chewy lips now kiss both cheeks, chin, and end with ******hot on his lips.

" Still don't want to say it either. Hmm. okay. You're gonna tell me who that guy is in your sigh, baby! " The demon grin of the Prince came out to find the face of Asmi who was still smiling mischievously teasing him.

" I won't say it!" Asmi looked at the Prince's face with a defiant face. " I want to see how you do it!" said again.

Prince Hasyeem became anxious. Now his lips moved down exploring the two chewy bumps that poked out from behind Asmi's nightgown.

" Oh, Hasyeem. Ohhh.... I. "the red face of Asmi blushed withstanding the fog of passion that has now mastered it.

" I finally know who the man in your heart is!" prince Hasyeem smiled triumphantly.

Asmi sighed while looking annoyed at the lover. It turned out that he had been cheated by the Prince who was now smiling seductively.

" Auk ah, not funny. I never mentioned anyone's name. I just let go of calling your name, because I feel amused.!"

" Oh, still dare to dodge. Well do I need to repeat the scene earlier, or. don't you deliberately say that so that I repeat the scene again, because you really like it. Aye, kan. Aih, my Queen is indeed very good at organizing tactics "said the Prince.

His hand moved to pull Asmi into his arms, but Asmi had run away.

" Catch me, if you can! " he shouted while running. Be that morning at the beginning of Asmi who must run to avoid chasing the Prince.

" Well, I accept your challenge, baby. But if I get you, then I won't let you go unless you pay your fine.! " Finished saying so, the Prince got up and now chased after the lover who had run far into the palace garden.

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It has been a few days since Asmi returned home. There is a great news spread in Asmi village. Inspiration is reported to be missing. Many have linked the news of Ilham's disappearance to Asmi's departure. They suspect Asmi went with the man who is her ex-husband.

Asmi nodded her head knowing that. He wondered why people could have such thoughts.

" Is it because I am a widow, and Ilham, who is my former husband, that they think I am fleeing with Inspiration? " Asmi muttered to herself. There was just, he thought amusedly.

This morning Asmi wants to go to Mirna's store. He hadn't been in the store for a long time. He also missed his brother and nephew.

" Hey, barren widow, where did you take me and hide my husband?" Asmi looked back. He did not start his bike because behind him was standing Ayu who was holding the Asmi motorbike so that it could not move.

" How do I know, I'm his wife? you should know where your husband is! "

" Eh, barren widow. Don't you think I don't know, that Mas Ilham is here often! It must be you, right, who have seduced and took Ilham mas away.!? "

" Brain by the way, ma'am. If I seduce and invite your husband away, it's impossible if I'm still here.

It's possible that your husband was kidnapped. Mending the police report, noh. From there I was busy with my cookies. Naw, really! " excited Asmi while passing away on her bike.

Ayu stomped her feet in annoyance. It has been more than two weeks, Mas Ilham her husband never came home. Last but not least he said he wanted to buy fast food for dinner. But until now, his nose never appeared again.

Naturally she attributed her husband's departure to Asmi. Because along with the loss of Inspiration, the beautiful widow also disappeared.

Never crossed his mind, if only the husband there is a possibility to kidnap someone like Asmi said. But who would kidnap her husband. As far as she knew, her husband had no enemies. So. he still doubts, the possibility of Ilham being kidnapped by people.

Meanwhile, Asmi who had arrived at the store, rushed in and immediately helped Ali who began to seem troubled to serve the buyer.

" Last night deck. What's the store, smoothly ?"

" Safe under control, ma'am! " he said as he lifted his two thumbs up.

Asmi smiled looking at the young man of responsibility. Indeed her sister Mirna said that Asmi was going to her brother's house outside the city. So naturally Ali thought if it was not for a few days because he went to the brother's house.

Today, Asmi quickly - quickly closed the store. He wants to go to Mirna's house. The longing for his brother and nephew he could not stand. As much as he plays with his nephew who is increasingly adorable.

Magrib has been through a long time. Asmi prepares to return home, after the maghrib prayer at Mirna's house and dinner.

However, just as Asmi wanted to run her motorbike, a subtle voice greeted the woman.

" Ashalamu'alaikum, Asmi! " Asmi turned to the origin of the voice. He was shocked to find out who greeted him.

" The mother of Queen Kalina!"

Asmi immediately approached and kissed the hand of the woman who was the mother of her lover.

Queen Kalina smiled slightly. He understood the customs and ethics of the human race kissing hands as a sign of respect and devotion towards the older.

" What is it, that brings the queen mother here? " asked Asmi with a curiosity that she could not hide.

" I just want to talk and get to know you. Do you mind coming with me? "

" of course, no. But wait a minute, I'll lock the bike first, Mother Queen."

" All right."

Immediately after locking her motorbike, Asmi stepped following Queen Kalina who was walking through a passageway.

Asmi had no idea where the hallway had come from. Know - know already appeared in front of them.

The hallway takes Asmi and Queen Kalina to a very beautiful garden.

" Where is this. Is this Prince Hasyeem's father's palace? What if the king knew of my existence....Will he punish and imprison me too?" various questions are present in your mind Asmi.

" Don't be afraid, this is my palace. King Haizzar built it specifically for me. It is located on the east side of Mount Kahyangan palace. So you are safe, and besides His Majesty King Haizzar will not come here. He was busy with the affairs of the palace." said Queen Kalina explaining everything as if knowing the contents of Asmi's head.

Asmi breathed a sigh of relief. But wait a minute, from where the Queen mother knows the anxiety of her heart. Could it.....

Asmi patted her head, they were mother and son, surely the ability of Prince Hasyeem to learn from the Mother.

" Asmi, may I ask you a question?" ask Queen Kalina. Asmi gulps a spit that suddenly feels dry in the throat.

" what does the Queen want to ask?" asked Asmi with a feeling of was - was. He was worried that if the woman who gave birth to Prince Hasyeem was the tip - the tip would ask about his relationship with the child.

" Just answer me, how much do you love my son?"

The deg!! asmi's heart stopped. Well...what do I say! he was asked about his feelings of love for the Prince, definitely the tip - the end later nanyain about the continuation of Asmi's relationship with Prince Hasyeem.

Asmi sighed, then without hesitation and fear she stared towards Queen Kalina.

" If my mother had asked me to give up my life and be given to you as a ransom for Prince Hasyeem's love for me, I would have given it." Asmi replied.

Queen Kalina stared back at Asmi's bead eyes. He found no lies there.

" What if I ask you to stay here. In the world of the jinn and bearing children for my son. Are you ready?"

The question is simple and easy. The answer is only to mention the word willing or not. But it felt difficult for Asmi to answer. Asmi lowered her face. Hiding the surging clear ripples in the corner of his eyes as a representative of the violent storm ripples in his heart.

Perhaps, if only to live in the land of the jinn and accompany the lover by his side is an easy thing for him. But what about giving birth to a child for the Prince.

Asmi gulped, bitter as this life turned out. There is certainly the same thing, both in the human world and the jinn world, getting married and obtaining offspring is the main goal of two people who bind each other.

" Pardon me for not being able to answer that question for now, Mother Queen" he replied.,

" Hmm, okay. I won't force. You can answer them anytime, you want! " the Queen said.

Asmi gulped and became completely wrong. She didn't want to disappoint the Queen's mother.

Visual of Prince Hasyeem. Sorry, yes, readers. Mina tries to find the Visual of the Prince. I guess this is what our handsome Visual Prince Jin looks like.