THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 111

"I love this weather in Kumari Kandam, King Braheim."

"I hope it's a compliment with no hidden purpose in the least" Braheim replied to Queen Chamakadaar.

Spontaneous Queen Chamakadaar turned to Braheim, and laughed. "It's true what my husband said, you have a good sense of humor."

"I hope it can make you feel at home for a long time in this Kumari Kandam, Queen."

"It seems you expect too much, King Braheim."

"Honestly, it's just a small talk."

Queen Chamakadaar turned to Braheim, laughing again.

"Tell me if there's anything you need, Queen. Other than my heart, I will guarantee its availability, "Braheim added.

"Oh, those are the most beautiful words I've ever heard, King Braheim."

"I quote it from my Counselor. He's pretty crazy. So be careful if you're around her, Queen. He's so obsessed with c*lana d*lam."

Queen Chamakadaar endlessly laughed in response to Braheim.

"Then rest well, Queen. I'll make sure the weather you like will continue to accompany your days while in Kumari Kandam." Braheim stopped his steps in front of the main gate of the southeastern palace*. "This time I didn't quote it from anyone."

The southeastern palace* is often called the queen's palace because the whole daily duties of the queen take place here. In addition, the southeastern palace is also the residence of people with high status such as the king's adviser, minister, war commander, chief investigator, as well as guests from outside Kumari Kandam.

The laughter of Queen Chamakadaar echoed along the corridors of the southeastern palace.

After the seven continents agreed on Braheim's proposal to unite during the war of destruction, they began to make long preparations for an indefinite period. The journey to Kumari Kandam was led by the queens with strict escort from the War Commander and his Deputy. While the kings and their advisers, still in their respective continents.

The kings divided the duties with their Advisors. In order to prevent the enemy from re-utilizing the five protectors as in the past, the kings agreed to go to the five protectors to offer temporary residence in Kumari Kandam. Advisors are waiting for Birousk and Zerdad. The nomadic tribe Baadal* reportedly accepted was responsible for hiding Ghinauna on every continent.

Baadal* is one of the sacred lakes in Kumari Kandam. It is said that Baadal was guarded by a giant fish named Ghinauna. Those who soak in Baadal will be purified from the rest of human filth, the rest of the food and drink, or the poison that settles in the body. But Ghinauna is known to be unfriendly, so very few people can soak there.

Yes, Birousk and Zerdad knew exactly where to hide a being whose holy soul is the equivalent of seven thousand human holy souls. While trying to purify himself in Baadal, Birousk and Zerdad did not expect that Baadal would accept them. They were the pioneers of Devraaj Narvinder. It was like Ghinauna said something to Birousk and Zerdad, but unfortunately they could not remember anything.

All they remembered was awakening in a cave with a ceiling studded with pointy crystal stones. Then as they venture out looking for a way out, they find Rona* right above the cave. There was also some kind of strange memory embedded in their heads. Memory is like a map under water. They try to follow the memory, and finally realize that the sacred lake on all eight continents is centered on Rona.

Rona* is the place where kings and queens will be tried if proven to commit sins related to the people. Rona is located in the middle of eight continents including Kumari Kandam. And the one who will be the judge in Rona is every leader of those eight continents.

"May I ask you something?"

Birousk and Zerdad simply turned their heads together toward the King's Advisor Garjan without stopping the busy movement of his hands which were now stripping each other's clothes.

"Will Paimana* really be safe down there?" The adviser to King Garjan asked again.

Paimana* a type of Ghinauna that inhabits one of the sacred lakes in the Garjan Continent.

Birousk. "Don't worry, Counselor."

"Of course I'm worried. Then, what if Gaana could find all eight of Paimana down there? Wasn't it in the past that fake Gaana managed to prey on Namakeen*?"

Namakeen* a type of Ghinauna that inhabits one of the sacred lakes on the Chamakadaar Continent.

"That won't happen in the future, Counselor. You really don't have to worry," Zerdad replied.

"Does not the slightest belief have to be based? Either those who are too proud or my worries are of no use. Huh, I don't know." King Garjan's adviser looked at the lake's turbulent surface after Birousk and Zerdad threw themselves together.

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And in the midst of the busyness of all the people who were inside even outside the protector, there were only problems that arose in the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam. Whether this had happened in a time no one remembered or had only occurred during the leadership of Braheim, the Chief Kitchen Manager suddenly asked for permission to face him. Of course Braheim was surprised, curious, and pounding. How not? Know what Braheim is about kitchen affairs?

"We keep having guests every day. You must be very busy, so just get on with it."

"The thief?"

"Yes, Your Majesty. The thief spent our food supply for a month, stole table candles, and made the kitchen messier than the stables."

Bheim fixed his sitting position. "That's what it looks like."

"If you think all the mess is rat-deed, you're wrong, Your Majesty. I dare to guarantee the cleanliness of the kitchen of Kumari Kandam Kingdom with the life of my servant, Your Majesty."

"Then what do you want me to do?"

"Capture the thief, Your Majesty. For the sake of Lord Krpaya*, the rat that left the cheese crumbs is more nutritious than the thief who made the slave territory like a ship broke," replied the Chief Kitchen Manager with fiery eyes.

Krpaya* is the God whom the Kumari Kandam people worship.

"alright. I will soon form a team to investigate the thieves who ravaged your domain."

The head of the Kitchen Manager bowed back. "Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Is there anything else?"

"If the thief has been caught, please entrust the punishment to the servant, Your Majesty." Highlight the eyes of the Chief Kitchen Manager increasingly fiery.

"alright. Come out. You're scaring me."

The head of the Kitchen Manager simply bent back down and passed out of the Braheim's study. And as Braheim promised to the Chief Kitchen Manager, a team was formed under the supervision of Chief Investigator Kumari Kandam. Apart from mice or humans, Braheim hopes that the Chief Kitchen Manager does not use his turkey cutting knife to punish them. The thief had actually wrongly chosen the opponent.

"Hamba will settle this matter soon, Your Majesty."

Bheim nodded in response to the Chief Investigator. "Then if the thief gets caught, bring him before me first. If he's right on our part, then this matter will rise to serious trouble. Because the lack of food in the land of Kumari Kandam is impossible."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

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The rain almost always gets worse in the hours of a third of the night as it is now. Those who are not natives of Kumari Kandam would think if it was a natural thing considering the weather over the past few years that is difficult to predict. But those who are natives of Kumari Kandam will cry instead. Because they know the reason behind the great rain. Specially? Of course because of the heart wound of King Kumari Kandam who returned gaping.

That's not wrong. In hours like today, Braheim's mood often becomes very weak. But not that weak. The proof is that Braheim can still smile to enjoy the boisterous in each palace. The presence of guests from the seven continents was enough to keep Braheim entertained, although still it was still difficult to make him lost on standby. The cold air was increasingly piercing, Braheim was intent on ending his nightly habit of looking at his people down there. Yet.

"What's that?" ask Bheim in the heart.

Bheim sees a shadow in the new palace*. No, not a ghost. Bheim believes in ghosts but this time is not the right time. It's a human shadow. Or at its smallest possible, the animal. Bheim focused on observing the shadow's motion, and the shadow was seen entering Vinder's bedroom. Brahim rushed to the new palace. When Bheim arrived, the new Chief Palace Manager and the night servants immediately welcomed Braheim's arrival.

The new palace*Braheim-designated palace specifically for Haala and Vinder. New palace built right next to south palace*.

The southern palace* is the palace where the king lives and performs all activities of a personal nature. The palace was built on five hundred hectares of land. However, the palace is the only building there. The rest, the southern palace was only planted with bamboo trees.

"Long live, and blessed always, is the sun of Kumari Kandam."

"Continue your work" Braheim replied to everyone as it passed.

Now Bheim was standing in front of the door of Vinder's bedroom. After taking a deep breath, Braheim pulled the doorknob. And how surprised Braheim was when he found that the room with the remnants of the chamomile aroma was like a garbage dump. The remains of meat bones, fish and chicken were scattered everywhere. Then Vinder and Haala's bed was like being accidentally covered in muddy soil. And again, a lot of candles on the dresser and window mouths.

Braheim walked to Haala's bed, observing something. "Sprints?" Bheim measured footprints no larger than his palm. "It turns out the thief is just a kid. If this is the case, the Chief Kitchen Manager would have no choice but to keep his turkey cutter knife, right?"

Bheim left Vinder's bedroom in the belief that the little thief was the son of the servants of King Arshaq or his wife, or it could be the son of the servants of King Hathelee and King Garjan who today arrived in Kumari Kandam together. Whoever's son is, most importantly, Braheim must disband the investigation team immediately. Bheim whistled down the corridor, and along with that, there was a figure peeking at him from behind the support pole.

"Continue. No one will scold you. Eat it well. But remember to be careful of the Chief Kitchen Manager because he's so creepy." Braheim waved his hand without looking.

It was not clear who the figure was due to the minimal illumination. But it is true that Braheim guessed, that figure was a petty thief. The little thief was not wearing any footwear. His feet were completely covered in mud. Then you see his two little hands that are busy gripping pieces of chicken and, Vinder's favorite comb.