THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 112

"Fucking baby." Sanjeev coughed nonstop.

Sanjeev's condition is quite alarming after forcing his way through the protection of the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam. At first half of Sanjeev's body was just numb, but gradually became completely paralyzed, and at worst, his enormous strength suddenly disappeared to nowhere. Sanjeev changed his sitting position with great difficulty, looking at the guests from outside the continent who were jostling to enter the protector of Kumari Kandam.

"But still. Braheim Bhaavesh is the most damn." Sanjeev is still coughing.

Sanjeev was convinced the other day that Braheim had deliberately lured him to approach the protector, and Braheim succeeded. Now Sanjeev is like a gutter rat who goes into a cheap trap. Sanjeev is currently hiding in one of the houses in the village of Raseela. Shortly after touching the guard, Sanjeev immediately bounced to hit dozens of houses. Sanjeev crawled around looking for a temporary place while enduring the pain all over his body.

"Watch that light while you can, and laugh as much as you are Braheim Bhaavesh."

The grin on the face of Lord Krpaya* is a marker of impending doom. Yes, Sanjeev has indeed been compiling havoc for Kumari Kandam from afar. The moment Sanjeev managed to gather back his strength, the calamity would be instantly unleashed. No one could stop the calamity, though Braheim prostrated himself by kissing Sanjeev's feet repeatedly. Even though the baby protector maker was crying for help from his father who only lived carcasses.

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

"If you don't let me join the party, then I'll get you out to join me at the other party."

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The Kumari Kandam soldiers are still trying to catch the mysterious man who suddenly escapes when the Minister of Defense Kumari Kandam, Ghanzafer El-Amin, finds him doing strange activities. At that time the mysterious man was seen kicking the ground while putting something into a bamboo container that was draped on his back. It turns out that it was recently discovered that the mysterious man was Ejlaal, the biological son of Sanjeev Rajak who everyone knew had died with his mother during the process of giving birth.

"Find him even if your lives are at stake! Remember, it's an order from His Majesty Braheim!" the Chief Warrior Kumari Kandam.

The chase had already been carried out for two days, but to this day, the fourth day, it had still not come to fruition. Because Ejlaal is very good at hiding, and like very hapal the ins and outs of all the villages in the interior of Kumari Kandam. And if Haala had not come to help, perhaps the pursuit would have lasted forever.

"Bless your head!" The Chief Warrior forced Ejlaal to look up at Haala.

"He really doesn't look foreign."

"His name is Ejlaal, Commander. He's Sanjeev Rajak's son" replied the Warrior Chief.

"What?"

"He is thought to have been an accomplice to his father's search for prey, and even tried to eliminate evidence."

Haala just nodded in doubt, trying to remember where she and Sanjeev Rajak's son first met. But unfortunately until Ejlaal was put in a horse carriage, Haala still could not remember anything.

"But, what are you doing here, Commander?"

Haala looked over here. "I'm looking for Vinder."

The head soldier was silent, confused. Naturally, at that time the Chief Warrior did not attend Sayee's funeral because of something. So it's natural that what he asks in his mind is a question like, Isn't Vinder's age still two months? What can a two-month-old baby do in a village that is now a burial area? And again, no matter if he was the successor of the wandering tribe leader, didn't no two-month-old baby already have leg muscles?

"Right now Vinder is five years old" Haala told the Chief Warrior.

"so apparently. I understand now."

"Yes. Lately Vinder has been playing outside the sacred portal. I wonder what he's doing outside the sacred portal because he almost always comes back like a bum."

"Do you need help, Commander?"

Haala shakes. "Just continue your duties in–"

"Commander, Ejlaal wants to say something to you." A soldier suddenly came and hung what Haala was going to say next.

"Please don't mind it, Commander. I'm sure he's just as bad as Sanjeev Rajak."

"But it's okay if you're with me, isn't it?"

The Chief Warrior did not reply, only letting Haala through. Now Haala was standing right in front of the horse carriage door accompanied by the Head of Parajurit.

"I can't wait to hear what you're trying to say, Ejlaal."

"Congratulations on your marriage, Commander."

Haala was silent, due to the ambiguous congratulations that somehow touched her heart.

"Because of your clarity, sacrifice, and belief in the plan of Lord Krpaya, the happy day that you dreamed of from eleven years ago, will not be a mere delusion in silence. May you always be blessed, Commander," added Ejlaal.

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It is seen that Bheim along with King Arshaq, King Hathelee and King Garjan are releasing fatigue for a moment in Shaanadaar*. While the four kings of the continent remained, some of them were still on their way to visit the protective residences of their respective continents, and others were still on their way to Kumari Kandam.

Shaanadaar* is the king's private hot spring.

"The protector of the Chamakadaar Continent, Chhota*, they also refused to temporarily move to Kumari Kandam."

Chhota* or Faot is a half-human half-elf and half-bull.

King Hathelee nodded in response to King Arshaq. "The protector of the Hathelee Continent refused."

"Given in the past that the false protectors were once exploited by Gaana, is it really okay?"

"Don't worry. It turns out Devraaj Narvinder also made them protectors. But the protector is only devoted to their similar creatures," King Hathelee replied to King Garjan.

"And if the word protector were impenetrable?"

King Arshaq turned to King Garjan. "They said they would kill themselves rather than return to being insulted by fighting the truth."

Bheim sighed. "Why have I heard of suicide lately? How horrifying. Don't they have a little faith in the gods? Indeed they think if they commit suicide then the problem will be solved, so? There are only people who are not afraid of death and shameless like Murat Iskender."

Spontaneous the three kings laughed, even Braheim himself. It was a lively small talk as usual, because it did not feel at all how long it had passed. Until the sacred portal suddenly opened, right in the middle of Shaanadaar. Spontaneous Braheim and his comrades moved in unison, regardless of the plain underside of their bodies.

Because shortly after the sacred portal opened, there was a child who suddenly slid into Shaanadaar with a cry of excitement. Bheim dived, followed by the three kings. How not? The central part of Shaanadaar has a depth of more than two meters. Their instincts just moved, forgetting who they were worried about. Yet.

King Hathelee came to the surface. "Nothing."

"Are we having hallucinations from taking too long to soak?" King Arshaq followed King Hathelee.

"King Braheim, there," cried King Garjan while pointing at the edge of the pond.

"Vinders."

Spontaneous the boy turned his head, and made Braheim following the three kings suddenly lost his words for thinking the same question in his mind. Is that really a human child? Is God not too much? How could all that was beautiful be on the figure of that knee-high child?