The Conqueror's Journey
chapter 18 those people are too evil

After we were satisfied to enjoy the market view, we went straight to the banyan tree near the magnificent valley, which always made someone interested in seeing it. Whether he is a man or a woman all the same as me who shows a look of admiration with wide eyes to see the beauty,

By the way, I know it from the books I read.

When we arrived the strong wind hit us both in the face, I really enjoyed this wind that felt fresh and soothing compared to the wind I felt in the palace.

We both sat down and looked at the banyan tree that still looked beautiful. Although it was old, the red threads were swaying like enjoying the cool breeze.

There is no conversation between us.

The shadows came to my mind making me sad to remember that I was going to marry someone I didn't like and the scars never disappeared. It is strange that a wound does not look more painful than a visible wound, like a sweet feeling that easily disappears which I call symbolizes the joy and bitter taste that I symbolize sadness.

Is there anyone who can live without feeling the feeling of everything that exists?

There may be but it's very rare, it's lucky the guy didn't feel it.

“Do you like it?” ask the father who broke my silence and daydreams.

“I'm always happy dad, to be here.”

“father always expected so, do you want to go enjoy the city?” tanyakanya.

“Aren't we past the city?”

“ Yes, but don't you want to look at it any longer?” Ask dad.

I shook my head. “no dad, I don't want it.” My answer. For me, the atmosphere of the city is really crowded that makes me feel uncomfortable being there.

I recalled the father's reply, accustomed to it, I used to read books quietly, leaving me uncomfortable with voices.

“Dad understand.” He said then there was no more talk between us there was only the sound of the wind trick and the chirping of the birds that looked so happy.

How strange, how could the birds be chirping at a time like this, this afternoon? Maybe I don't know what they're saying but the words birds must have their own meaning which is certainly only They can understand.

By the way, does the language of storks in other areas with here have any differences?

Ah forget it. My gaze was attracted to the 2 yellow butterflies that flashed in front of us. The butterflies looked happy while playing chases, they were dating.

The butterfly was a bright yellow color that looked beautifully unobstructed.

“Did you miss his mother?” ask the father who surprised me, yes I miss him a lot and want to apologize if that I can do. However it was unlikely that he was dead by the time I was born, but I sent him a letter.

I nodded slowly.

“Are you not lonely and lacking in affection?” Ask me again that makes me have to think hard to make a convincing answer.

“I get affection from father and aunt yu, for me that's enough.” I answered with a small smile.

Dad took a deep breath, “dad pity you.” He then looked at the other side.

I don't say any more words.

I also felt sorry for my father, who was always with me even though I knew there was something he was hiding, and that I might not know.

Ah, the wind again hit my face, the strands of my hair flew gently, I instantly fixed them, white hair as beautiful and as soft as snow.

Does my mom have white hair? Where did my mother come from? Why don't people show astonished expressions when they see me?

The question just popped into my mind.

I looked at my father who was still looking ahead. The road cornering from the North to the city of Uttarian which is always decorated by immigrants. But today the immigrants are invisible.

“dad are you happy?” I asked to see the look of his handsome face.

Dad turned his face away. “aku.... Happy.” Answer with doubt.

I know that my father is unhappy, but I don't want to find him, certainly because of his dead wife.

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How beautiful if something is decorated from something that is harmonious and appropriate as well.

But I also thought that this would not last as long as the room decorated during the feast would be released later.

It doesn't feel like I'm 16 years old, yesterday my father left again, actually I was really upset when he left without saying goodbye. But I don't want to stay still, I immediately ran after him, the result I can say hello to him, the effort does not betray the result, that's how it is.

Now I sit while looking at the sky with my hands as a pillar supporting my face which is actually unnecessary.

The footsteps returned I listened. The sound of footsteps I was very familiar with, yes it was my brother, why are they now coming again? after a long time, they might be scared.

I turned my face away quickly.

“what wonderful days you had before.” Ask the daughter of the empress's son again.

“Why are you guys coming?”

By the way I didn't see the fourth prince there.

“we want to give you a gripping night.” He said with a wicked smile on his face.

“Now take off your slippers?” continued.

“no.”

He looked at his other brother and then nodded giving the code.

They approached me with facial expressions that I could not confirm.

“What will you do!?”

They did not answer, continued to step closer to me, then stopped beside my bookcase.

Their hands moved quickly tore apart my book, I approached them and held the two hands that were closest to me. “What you guys do!” my yelling.

They didn't stop trying to tear the books and I tried to stop them. But what power, I alone the two of them, makes it difficult to stop their actions, actions that are not worthy of example, he said,

“ stop, what are you guys doing!”

They don't listen as if there's no ear next to their head or they don't have ears.

Some people came forward and did the same thing, angering me. I tried to get them off my bookshelves. But instead of them moving away, instead I hit the floor.

My tears came out, no one was holding back. I failed to prevent them.

“Nahh, if you've cried, great.” Said the princess with a triumphant smile.

I looked down and saw all the papers scattering, “why?, Why do you keep bothering me?” tanyaku.

“Why?, Didn't you already know you're an unlucky child!!” He said it out loud.

“ayo we go.” The bridge then went in followed by them from behind. I don't know how they look, maybe full of excitement just like their leader,

I looked around looking at my books that had been torn here and there. “why would they obey.” I murmured with tears still flowing.

While crawling, I picked up so many papers.

After I finished sitting in front of the table with my right hand I made Tian my chin support.

The orange light glowed dimly scattering the light staring at me.

The memories of the incident are still repeated in my mind. I feel angry, hate and so on.

I tried to forget it, but my memories would not forget it let alone erase it.