The Fate of Narendra Women
82. Not Worth Loving

Narendra was taught not to fear death. Kamila was like that too.

Not because Narendra is holy or regal, but because Narendra admits death is the only killer they do not fight back.

So Kamila never feared death if death did come.

Or at least that's what Kamila thought, until finally this moment arrived.

In a book, there is a saying that the moment before death, a person will remember all the contents of his life. Especially mistakes.

If I had tried more.

If only I had been more patient.

If only I had done better.

All of that echoed in Kamila's mind.

When Kamila saw his death, she accepted a reality that was not covered by any feelings.

Kamila loved Iaros. Kamila loved Iaros even if Iaros killed her future husband first.

His disgust for Iaros used to be a reality. The anger of Iaros' obsession was a fact. But now Kamila loves him and it used to be.

Unfortunately it's too late. Kamila has jumped.

"Camila."

Maybe it was a glimpse of hope. In the endless dark space, Kamila heard the sound of Iaros moaning in pain.

"I'm sorry." The man was crying. "I'm sorry. I made you cry, scared you. But I can't stop. I'm afraid you're going away from me. I'm afraid I don't have you."

Kamila opened her eyes, discovering the flashbacks of the past. Iaros, who plucked out her future husband's heart, put it in Lily's hands.

But then he calmed down, crying in front of Kamila who was shivering in fear.

"Why should it be like this?" groan she's so weak. "I did everything, Kamila. I show you my love slowly, so you get used to it and don't reject me. But why do you want to split up?"

Kamila stared at herself there.

He is small and stupid.

I created that monster. Kamila was crying sobbing. I created Iaros and threw it away.

Kamila used to think that the world hated her. But now he knows why.

Because the world knows Kamila is not worthy of love in a proper way.

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Ainias stood before his son, seeing Iaros as if he had lost ninety percent of his life to Kamila.

Even if Narendra is not taught to love, love is essentially the property of all human beings. Ainias could see that his son considered Kamila the center of the world.

He wanted to have it even if it had to be in the most wrong way.

"What are you thinking?" ask Ainias samar.

Iaros heard that, but remained silent without a sound. Iaros's mind was now filled with a storm.

Thinking of everything he had done for Kamila. Strong feelings want to be together even if you have to memgotori the name of Narendra pride, but until the end Kamila decided to run.

Wh why? Iaros doesn't understand, why?

What's wrong with his feelings? What would be wrong if they were together?

I was too playful, Iaros thought in silence. I procrastinate too much. Though this family wants me to destroy it too, but why follow the rules? I should have killed Aether and Demeter, then Hephaistos, then Zephyrus.

Ah, true. The three of them touched mine. Why am I being stupid and silent?

My mother never taught me to be stupid. I should have listened to Mom.

"Iarous." Ainis could not hear Iaros raiding in there, but could feel the air around Iaros getting darker and sane.

The man crouched down in front of his son, clutching the hand of Iaros held by the steel chains.

Iaros frozen.

"Is it because you're afraid of being rejected by Kamila? Or because you're afraid of your dead mother? Tell me. It's been a long time since we've both exchanged stories."

"Shut up," heed Iaros trembled. "I don't need advice so go."

"Counselor? Why would I give advice to a son who doesn't know yourself like you?"

Iaros was choked hard by the strangulation of Ainias around his neck.

"Do you think I don't know what you're doing? Threatening my daughter's life, then screwing my other daughter, and now begging for the love of the woman who would die rather than be with you. You think I came advising?"

"Dad."

Iaros' body crumpled with the strangulation. Ainias turned to Helen who entered Iaros' confinement.

"I apologize on his behalf." Helen gently pulled the arm of her father-in-law. "Please. He has made too many mistakes that are hard to bear. Forgive him as your son."

Ainias took a breath, looked back at Iaros. "Don't think anything will go easy in the future. No Narendra will be insulted unless you go ahead."

Iaros looked at his father with a look of guiltlessness.

After confirming that, Ainias passed, leaving Iaros with Helen just like that.

Helen approached her husband and knelt down. His outstretched hand examined Iaros' wound, but the man dodged it.

"I just want to make sure, Young Master. You're hurt bad now."

"Stop acting like you don't hate me at all." Iaros replied coldly. "What do you want?"

"Do you really want to hear?" Helen could no longer control her voice.

From the beginning, Iaros insulted him. From the very beginning of their marriage even, Iaros had already abused his honor. Does he think Helen really knows how to be patient?

"Yes, I hate you. Hate you so much that I decided to serve your younger brother, Young Master Dionysus only for me to insult you at least in front of him!"

Iaros just stared expressionlessly. "Then? Go to Dionysus then. She'll be happy her s*ks doll collection is growing."

"Then? You're also going back to the craze for a girl who doesn't even deserve you?"

"Don't insult Kamila!"

Helen was amazing. Before the woman came to her senses, she had picked up a dagger near Iaros, piercing into her own hand before with that hand, she slapped Iaros.

In the history of Narendra, there has never been a face of those who got slapped even by the head of the family.

But if she had to break her own hand just to slap Iaros once, Helen would break both hands to get her chance once more!

"What exactly are you doing?!" scream Helen frustrated. "Tell me clearly! What exactly are you doing?! You've done it so far, you've been begging shamefully all along but that woman didn't even consider you! Not one bit! Then you screamed in his defense, doing everything for him that didn't care if your self-esteem was up!"

Iaros. Helen's blood soaked her cheek and the slap was painful.

But Iaros was now more fixated on Helen crying on his face.

"Don't insult Kamila but despise yourself, so do you like it?! Is that proof of your love?! You run off in your own honeymoon period, you make silly requests and endanger yourself while the woman, your beloved Kamila, chooses to sleep with Young Master Aether and then commits suicide!"

"...."

"Tell me Young Master, what did he leave for you? What is the cost of your years of struggle with that woman? Tell me!"

Iaros' head bowed, blankly staring at Helen's hand on his thigh.

As if all that Iaros could think of now, Helen's question pierced deeply.

What did he get after doing it all? Camilla?

No. gabe.

There aren't.

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