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"There are three classes whose memories I can't erase. Those who were faithful servants of the God in his previous life, those who were obedient to his religion, and women who carried half my heart" Daxraj said, turning to Haala.
Bheim turned Daxraj's face away with his sword. "What do you mean look at him?"
"Because he could have been one of the last."
Bheim walked closer to Daxraj without lowering his sword. "Why do you seem to put aside the first and second groups?"
"Because it's been a long time since I've waited for the woman who carries half my heart."
"Don't get carried away. There are still billions of women out there" Braheim said.
"So far she's just a woman whose memory I can't erase, and that's a hallmark of the third group."
Braheim fell silent, not because he felt utterly defeated or out of words to rebuke, but because what he wanted to do more at this moment was to slash the head of the black turbaned man in front of him. If only Haala kept pecking while locking her mouth to the end, Braheim would obviously completely bathe her sword in fresh blood.
"I'm not sure if I belong to the first or second group. But if I am the third, what do you expect? Half my heart has been taken away by others."
The wind of the night that originally blew was calm, slowly rampaging, just after Haala ended her suppressive speech. The wind instantly blew away anything that looked weak, including the turban that covered almost the entire face of Daxraj. The bandage-colored pester was released, revealing a beautiful face that seemed to have the power to expel the consciousness of anyone.
But not long after, Daxraj disappeared along with the extinguishing of all lighting in and outside Kumari Kandam. Daxraj leaves because he feels very uncomfortable, uncomfortable because of the change in his attitude that has become increasingly strange since meeting Haala. Though the real reason is, his new heart was first scratched.
The deputy leader of the wandering tribe, Aryesh Farorz, comes to Daxraj who looks foreign. Daxraj's ever-quiet carry, now seemed alarming. Aryesh who is not good at making small talk immediately pops a question that rotates in his head. But Aryesh has not yet asked the first question, Daxraj has revealed his own reason behind his worrying attitude.
"Truly childish."
"What else are you doing this time?" ask Aryesh to Daxraj.
"Saying nonsense, igniting the flames of jealousy, running away."
"It turns out not enough with a silly pretext."
Daxraj. "Stop dropping your wife. It is better to immediately make a route for our next adventure" added Aryesh.
"I didn't expect her love for King Kumari Kandam to be that big."
Aryesh abandoned his intention to move on. "While the man she loved was King Kumari Kandam, the man she would marry would be you."
"Looks like he won't vote for me" Daxraj said.
"Are you doubting our forefathers' prophecy?"
Daxraj is silent again, reluctant to answer questions from his only confidant. There was no way Daxraj would doubt his famous ancestor's prophecy to be greater than Jyotishee*. It seems that Daxraj's childish attitude is indeed triggered by an explosive love because of Haala, the woman he had long been waiting for, the woman he would marry in the future.
*Jyostishee*future forecasters from Narak* county*.
Aryesh. "War of destruction is coming soon. It was not King Kumari of Kandam who would stop the war, but rather the son of the wandering tribal leader and successor to the oath of allegiance Yusef Bahadir."
Daxraj was silent. "I hope you always remember our forefathers' prophecy. We must win any war of destruction" Aryesh added.
"Yes." Yeah."
Aryesh pats Daxraj on the shoulder. "Then meet him under silly pretexts like erasing memories. You know that her memory can't be erased because she's your woman. No need to do anything. He will come to ask for marriage. Just protect him as usual."
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It was seen that the Kumari Kandam soldiers were lined up neatly to enter Braheim's office. Today was the day they had been waiting for after eleven whole months in charge of securing Kumari Kandam from all sorts of evils. They would meet Braheim directly to receive a wage, after which they were allowed to return home for one month.
Braheim's workspace, which is almost daily littered with scrolls of reports, will look different when this day comes. Even on the floor above the tools, there would only be piles of bags of gold coins. During the whole day, Braheim, Murat, the finance minister and his men will continue to be in the mysterious room whose doors and windows can only be opened with Braheim's voice.
And in the midst of the bustle of Braheim and the others, Jihan suddenly came making a scene. Without caring about the surrounding view, Jihan immediately exclaimed venting her anger at Murat. Murat, who quickly understood the cause of Jihan's anger, immediately asked Braheim for permission to leave the place, but unfortunately Bheim was in a bad mood.
"Put first the parjurits who want to see their families soon. But if you are pressed by problems, then solve them while you continue to work."
Jihan snapped in response to Braheim. "Meet me after your work is done, Murat Iskender."
"I didn't allow. Solve your problems here."
"Why are you so curious? Could it be that you're afraid that our problems will concern your dark lover?" ask Jihan to Braheim.
"Please watch your words, Queen."
Jihan again clicked, "Munafik. But all right, I'll tell you our problem."
"Yes, right. Our problem is about your dark lover. Turns out your advisor was so blinded to love that he suspected my personal servant would do him bad."
"It's not like that, Her Majesty the Queen," Murat told Jihan.
"Then why do you always mess up my job!"
Murat was silent for a moment. "Hamba just takes care of the unnecessary."
"I have never done unnecessary work, Murat Iskender."
"Then why would you send your personal servant to the Warrior Palace while the realm of your work is not there?"
Jihan grinned in response to Murat. "I just wanted to give a gift to one of the soldiers. As a thank you for helping me who almost slipped from the horse carriage the other day."
Murat was silent again, confused as to what to say. It's obvious that Jihan is lying. Because anyone who knows Jihan, knows exactly what she means by her grin. Braheim who understood the confusion Murat finally intervened, but had not yet had time to string the words of peace, the head of the harem, Leyla, came to bring a report of the trigger for a terrible dispute.
"Your Majesty, the concubines are forcing a meeting because they can no longer withstand the yearning of you who have not visited the harem for almost a year."
"That's so kind of lowly women!" jihan exclaimed at Leyla as he walked out of Braheim's room.
...Here is a visualization of the characters in the novel 'TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM'. The visuals that will be displayed are purely the imagination of the author, and there is absolutely no element of intentional imitating the visualization of characters from other novels 🙏...
...Name: Braheim Bhaavesh...
...Age: 36 years...
...Title: King Kumari of Kandam...
...Ps: braheim 100% gini rich visual....
...Name: Haala Anandmayee...
...Age: 27 years...
...Position : War Commander Kumari Kandam...
...Ps: real visual light that is half dead bund wkwk. This visual is already the most fitting in terms of face, weight, skin color, and hair model. he was imagining his hair to be golden....
...Name: Daxraj Natesh...
...Age : ?...
...Position : Leader of the Wandering Tribe...
...Ps: visual light this mysterious human was half-dead mother wkwk. actually daxraj tuh use a turban that covers his face as well, so bener2 who looks just a few eyes. this visual is the most fitting same character daxraj. diimajinisaiin aja color sorbanya items....
...Name: Jihan Joozher...
...Age: 30 years...
...Title: Queen Kumari Kandam...
...Ps : visual jihan 100% rich gini. just less jewelry and less open clothes.everything imaginin aja si jihan this form rich jewelry store+kaya stripper wkwk....
...Name: Murat Iskender...
...Age: 36 years...
...Position : The King's Counsel...
...Ps: look Murat almost close to this. murat tuh imut2 seriously gituloh bund wkwk. murat also sometimes use turban, because he is Muslim. in kumari candam, turban light color identical to the religion of Islam....