THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 125

For two days, Braheim and Haala went on their honeymoon, leaving after having sorted out the most urgent work to complete. The departure of Braheim and Haala was accompanied by prayers of salvation by the people. The happy smiles of Braheim and Haala made the deep sorrow in everyone's heart slightly decay. Just natural. Who will not be happy when the savior finally wants to admit that he is just a human being?

But even though all the most urgent work had been dealt with, the work that was subordinated would gradually change its status to urgent. Not wanting to form a fortress that could potentially disrupt the honeymoon of Braheim and Haala, Vinder also ended his proposal, and without hesitation opened Brahim's work space. The news of the opening of Braheim's workspace spread quickly. The higher-ups were in droves to think Braheim had returned.

"When are you going to act like a rat after butter? Come in if you have anything to say."

The higher-ups caught in the middle peering into the workspace Brahim spontaneously split up, racing to cleared their throat, and began to prepare to face Vinder, though hesitant.

"Greetings, Prince."

Vinder simply nodded in response to the Minister of Health while receiving a glass containing Goan Feni* from a servant.

Goan Feni* is an alcoholic beverage produced only in Goa, India. Goan Feni is made from coconut sap or cashew apples and the alcohol content in each bottle reaches 43-45%.

"We're having a hard time because of this long drought, Prince. Ki–"

"You think it's just us? Then what do you consider Chamakadaar, Lagaam, Padachihn, Garjan, Hathelee, Jvaala and Shushk? Earwax?"

"That's not what I mean, Prince. Slave should explain in detail for you me–"

"So you're underestimating me just because I didn't go to the academy? Tell me the point is you're earwax" Vinder interrupted again to the Minister of Health.

"The population began to suffer from skin diseases because they were forced to bathe in dirty water, Prince."

"Where is the clean water?"

"I'm sorry?"

Vinder wiggled his glass. "Is the clean water only here and in your house?"

The Minister of Health stuttered despite the many words that passed through his mind.

"We get clean water from the magic well that's behind the southern palace*, right?" ask Vinder again.

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.

"Yes, Prince."

"Then open the gates of the southern palace and share them."

"That, it seems a bit difficult because it needs the permission of His Majesty the King."

"Then take responsibility for them until he comes back." Vinder dipped the glass. "Next," cried Vinder.

The Minister of Health came out of the workspace Braheim with a disheveled face, and was immediately replaced by a representative from Aasha*.

Aasha* biggest temple in Kumari Kandam.

"Greetings, Prince."

"Tell me the point if I don't want to poke Goan Feni."

A man who was the representative of the temple looked surprised yet hurriedly bowed. "It has been a few days that the people have made a scene in front of the temple, Prince. They forced to be given clean water. You definitely know we can't give it because the water in the temple is holy water, and holy water is the main ingredient for making potions, worship equipment and even weapons."

"I don't know."

"Yes?"

"I said I didn't know if the holy water in the temple was used to make potions, worship equipment and weapons." Vinder codes the waiter to re-fill the glass. "Give them what they ask. Let Aryesh, Birousk, and Zerdad make potions, instruments of worship, and weapons."

"But the temple has never done that, Prince."

"Then make this an opportunity" said Vinder.

"It looks like our Chairman won't agree."

"Then enjoy their commotion while eating breakfast. Next."

The representative of Aasha also left Braheim's workspace with a face no less tangled than the Minister of Health. Not because it does not get a solution from Vinder but rather feel confident if the solution comes out of the mouth of Braheim.

"Greetings, Prince." The Minister of the Continent bowed to Vinder.

"What's this time about clean water again?"

"No, Prince. It's more urgent than that."

Vinder did not answer, just downed the glass.

"This is about the Advisor Murat, Prince. I think he should be dismissed for taking too long a leave of absence. The maximum limit of taking leave for high badge holders is only five days, but he has taken nearly ten days off, Prince."

"He lost his only family. So it's only natural."

"We're all lost, Prince. But responsibility is still responsibility. He has violated the rules and must be immediately sanctioned firmly in order to be an example for others" replied the Minister of the Continent.

"You're right."

"If obeying the rules, it is indeed only the truth of da–"

"But did not Murat Iskender deserve an exception because his brother saved your worthless life?"

The Minister of the Continent was instantly at a loss for words, as well as his confidence.

"If by then her sister doesn't release Sayee, I'll die young. If by then his sister had not taken care of Aryesh, there would have been nothing left of my tribe. And if there's nothing left of my tribe I'll just shut up to see that Head Lice slaughter you.

"Please am–"

"Just because you want to replace Murat Iskender with your children, you are not aware of being presumptuous to the sun lover? You think your donkey head would still be in place if you said it directly to the sun? Indeed you do not realize if the sun and Murat Iskender have a ya– disorder"

Murat cleared his throat, "There are still many waiting for you with more pressing matters, Prince.

"When were you there? No. gabe. When did you get back to work?"

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The wedding gifts of the seven kings were completely redundant, to the point of making Bheim and Haala tired of sending thank you letters. Haala originally planned to take Braheim on their honeymoon to their first date, Prashansaneey Hill. In addition to guaranteed beauty, the distance of Prashansaneey to the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam is also close. Bheim and Haala can go straight back if there is a sudden emergency, but they are forced to turn right because now there is no more beauty in Prashansaneey, extreme drought has ravaged it.

Aware of his wife's grief and guilt, Braheim was reminded of the wedding gifts of the seven kings. Yes, the compact kings presented an island that is commonly used as a transaction tool. The islands are very beautiful and well maintained even though they have never been touched. Bheim and Haala rushed to the first and nearest island, Chamakadaar. Bheim and Haala only spend one night on each island, and now they are stopping at Shaadval, another beautiful island in the Lagaam Continent.

"Is my revenge too much?" Bheim finished his activities looking at his handsome face in the mirror, then glanced at the bed.

"Like an oasis in the middle of the desert, like a well in the midst of the endless drought de––"

The continuation of the poem that Braheim is strung together hangs into a mystery, because he feels someone is secretly watching. Soon Bheim also probed around, and it did not take long for him to prove his instincts that never missed a single time. Right, someone is watching Braheim. A woman who somehow described her beautiful face. It was seen that the woman was hiding behind a bush, and did not hesitate to return Braheim's gaze. But unfortunately it was not an ordinary gaze, her beautiful gaze had been laced with a spell.

Because shortly after looking at the woman, Braheim's body moved by itself. Bheim suddenly left the balcony, and walked half-run towards the dressing table. As he knew where he was looking, Braheim opened the first drawer of the dresser, rummaged through the contents, and then showed off a new pair of scissors. Afterwards Bheim immediately approached Haala on the bed, then without hesitation pointed the scissors at Haala. Braheim's consciousness returned, just after the blood splash interrupted his blank stare.

"Your Majesty?"

"My hand moves se–, no. I mean my body, my body moves on its own while killing it." Braheim pointed at something beside Haala.

Haala caught a glimpse of the dead snake carcass with its head stuck in the scissors, and then extended its hand to Braheim sitting on the floor. "Are you okay?"

"Of course." Bheim received Haala's hand and moved, then slowly, looking doubtfully out the window. "My intuition is mixed up."

Haala looked over. "Maybe something bad has happened?"

"I hope not."

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Ever since the strange incident happened to him this morning, Braheim decided to search for the mysterious woman. Because it can't be left alone. Everyone had even just begun to gather the post-war spirit of perdition. Although the woman proved not to mean evil, still mysteriousness was something disturbing. And whatever it is that bothers you will surely lead to loss, right?

"You really don't see them?"

Bheim nodded in response to Haala. "Even blinking can not be. That's why I wanted to find that woman. I can't believe he saved you. I'm more trusting of the appearance of my shadow bodyguards."

"Why don't you just call them, Your Majesty?" ask Haala again.

"I tried until my mouth was cramping."

Haala did not respond, busy shaking the grass.

"In the false past, they didn't answer my call either. It turned out that they sensed the presence of Sannidhi Hessa and were forced to attack without my permission. I'm afraid that the events of that time are repeating themselves now" Braheim added.

"All will be well, Your Majesty."

And it didn't take much effort for Braheim and Haala to find the mysterious woman. Just like Vinder, his exaggerated form makes him easy to find. The woman with one braided hair was seen sitting alone at the mouth of the cliff, busy challenging the blistering. Bheim deliberately approached the woman while looking for the whereabouts of her shadow bodyguards, but nil.

"Who are you?"

The woman refused to look. "Sin' gaana."

"Are you on Kumari Kandam's side?" Bheim threw a tanya back.

"No."

Spontaneous Haala drew her sword, shortly after hearing the woman's reply.

"I'm from Minciuna, so why should I side with Kumari Kandam?" The woman went up, and stood facing Braheim and Haala. "I was left behind by the entourage."

"Ah." Haala lowered her sword.

"Is there anything I missed?"

"Hamba had read a letter from Advisor Murat sent last night. He said Rodion Szilard had already picked up all his people" Haala replied to Braheim.

"I understand. Then, did you see my shadow bodyguard?"

The woman nodded. "They went to Devraaj Narvinder."

"What's? What's the baby gonna do with my shadow bodyguard?"

"He asked them to deliver a comb specially made by King Lagaam and six other kings" the woman replied.

Bheim laughed, the annoyance that had previously made the tightness instantly disappeared. The behavior of his son, who grew faster than the radish, could not be cursed. Because after all Vinder is a baby, the right baby today is even four months old. Now there is no more reason for Braheim to refuse to believe that Gaana is a woman like a goddess in front of him does not have evil intentions.

"Then wait. I'll ask Vinder to call Rodion Szilard to pick you up."

The woman nodded back.

"There's something I want to ask you before I leave," Bheim added as he walked closer to the woman. "I know you moved my body, but how do you know there's a snake in my hot bed?"

"I saw it from your eyes."

Braheim held the tip of his sword sheath, as well as Haala.

"A Jyostishee* promised to give me the ability if I managed to make Jihan Joozher no longer make a contract with Gaana," she said.

Jyostishee*a future fortune teller who comes from Narak region.

"A Jyostishee? You mean Firdoos Shyamali? Ah, so it seems. So both in the false past and in the future he is Jyostishee. I-i understand. But wait, why can we see you without Vakr*?

Vakr* is a herb that can make a person's inner eyes open. It is known recently if it turns out that Vakr has short-term as well as long-term effects. The short-term effect is to open the inner eye, and the long-term effect is to be sensitive to the mantra.

The woman shook her head. "I'm curious too. Maybe Devraaj Narvinder can answer that."

Bheim. "Yes, that baby is like an answer book. Rather than that, it means you can see the future? Then can you see if my daughter will actually be with Ejlaal Awlya?"

"Which daughter?"

"Whatchu mean? How many girls will I have?"

"Two" answered the woman.

"What's? Which one will be with Ejlaal Awlya?"

"That be your successor."

Bheim looked surprised, even Haala. Just natural. All they thought about was having two successors, one to fill the throne of King Kumari Kandam, and another to fill the front lines of the battlefield. Maybe because it was fed up with bad thoughts and sure if this time the Lord Krpaya* will soften a little. But unfortunately there is no soft word to forge the faith of a people.

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

Now solved is the puzzle of Vinder's speech about Kumari Kandam who is destined to be noisy. How not? The female-led War Commander was about to make Kumari Kandam fall apart, imagine if the Queen? And again, different caste relations alone have made ancestors grimace, imagine if the relationship between Queen Kumari Kandam and the son of an antagonist in the war of destruction?

"It seems like our story is still fairly quiet, my wife."

Haala just laughed in response to Braheim, grabbing his warm hand and leaving the forest.