THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 22

The atmosphere of joy felt so strong that it enveloped one of the houses in the village of Baseela. The simple house seemed crowded with people who were busy helping their owners prepare for the wedding. But the luxury of everything presented in front of the eyes immediately looks ordinary when the Ruler Kumari Kandam gets off his horse carriage, and steps dashing into the house.

The owner of the house who was none other than Haala's extended family immediately hurriedly bowed respectfully to Braheim who came to visit without notice. Obviously something has happened when asked from the look of Braheim's handsome face adorned with veils of annoyance. Something they hope has nothing to do with Haala, her future daughter-in-law, or the grand wedding of the two tomorrow.

But in vain they hope, because the purpose of the arrival of Braheim is in fact to get rid of one by one hope they hope. With a loud and stressed voice in every word, Bheim Bhaavesh who was the number one person in Kumari Kandam Continent ordered the cancellation of the wedding of Haala and Daxraj who only had to count the hours.

"Please speak, Your Majesty."

Bheim nodded in response to Haala's grandfather. "But what was the reason for their marriage to be annulled?" haala's grandfather.

"Eitherway. I'm just following what this heart says."

"Could they have made a fatal mistake, Your Majesty?"

"Maybe," replied Braheim.

"If you don't mind, may the servant know what kind of fatal mistake they have committed, Your Majesty?"

Bheim was silent for a moment. "It seems like Haala Anandmayee and I have a secret romantic relationship. We once rode horses together, hugged, kissed, maybe even spent the night together."

Haala's grandfather, grandmother, and mother seemed so shocked that they could not say a word. "I was thinking whether I was betrayed or banished by him. And is the death penalty the most appropriate for him who has dared to play with my heart" Braheim added.

Spontaneous grandfather Haala prostrated to Braheim. "Please forgive the life of our successor, Your Majesty. Let the life of this worthless servant take his place."

Grandma Haala bowed. "Hamba is willing to exchange the life of his servant, Your Majesty. But beg your mercy."

"No, Your Grace. Just take the life of the servant who wrongly educated this servant's daughter." Haala's mother prostrated herself crying hysterically.

Bheim got up from the chair. "If he throws me out of my guilt, his life is worth forgiving. But if he's proven to betray me, the lives of a thousand people I don't think can take his place."

CLAMPS!

Haala, who had just returned from completing nine of the eleven rituals of the bride-to-be, was shocked to find her family's compact condition prostrate and cry before Braheim. I don't know why the current chaotic situation is happening, but Haala hopes it's not because Braheim remembers something about the future. But again, it was futile what Haala had just expected in her heart.

"Longevity, and te-"

"Shut your mouth" Braheim interrupted Haala.

DEG!

"One answer to all their lives" added Braheim.

DEG! DEG!

Bheim continued. "Have we ever loved each other?"

DEG! DEG! DEG!

Highlight those eyes, Haala knew very well the look of those eyes. Highlight the eyes of the man who was in great pain because he realized he had been discarded by the woman he was waiting for. Highlight the eyes that Haala often catches in the beautiful eyes of Daxraj Natesh from the future. It felt like Haala was rushing to embrace Braheim tightly, changing the look of the eyes that are not worthy of Braheim to show him who until anytime will continue to crave him.

And it felt like Haala was answering yes, or simply nodding her head to a question that risked the lives of her innocent family. Something desperately pendam Haala began to rise to the surface, shaking her heart, along with the memory of the magnificent stage Tamaasha* here are the faces of people who can't wait to see their heads thrown to the ground like garbage.

*Tamaasha* is a giant beheading tool often used to punish criminals*.

"No, Your Grace. We never loved each other" Haala finally replied, with a trembling voice.

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"Do you really see His Majesty the King coming secretly to visit Haala every night?"

"Nobody would take the Tamaasha stage just to make up a story" Jihan replied to one of her friends.

The other two friends of Jihan nodded in agreement with Jihan. "I think the love of His Majesty the King clapped one hand. Because every time he visits he looks very sad," Jihan added.

"really? Oh, my God, so sorry. Why is Haala so cruel to His Majesty our King?" The second friend Jihan asked in a high tone of voice.

"If I were in Haala's position, I would choose to be a ruthless person."

"Why?" ask Jihan to her third friend.

Jihan's third friend, the oldest girl among Jihan and the other girls in Baseela, moves on, pointing to the tiny Kumari Kingdom of Kandam. The third girl said that occupying the queen's throne was not an easy matter. For the queen is not only required to be a mother to all the people, but also a mother to the king's concubines.

Jihan gasped at what her third friend had just said. Somehow Jihan's tears suddenly flowed profusely, as if understanding how it felt to be a mother to the concubines. Jihan's heart began to feel pain, pain by causes that did not understand at all. It was a moment of regret, when Jihan asked Haala to welcome the love of His Majesty the King.

It was that feeling of regret that ultimately moved Jihan's steps towards Haala's residence. Jihan intends to tell Haala if she will not bother Daxraj again as long as Haala forgets her man to repay His Majesty the King's love the other day. But Jihan was forced to delay her intention, because her arrival along with the arrival of Daxraj who looks angry.

"What did His Majesty say was right? That you guys have a secret relationship?"

Haala did not respond to Daxraj. "Give me an explanation, Haala," added Daxraj.

"Are you going to believe whatever I say?"

Daxraj nodded steadily. "Anything."

"I'm from the future."

Daxraj just frowned. "I should have been dead" Haala added.

"So in the future you don't love me?"

"Pun in the past," replied Haala.

"I knew. It doesn't matter if you don't love me. At least we have the same noble purpose."

Haala nodded as she muttered inwardly. "And at least he'll be fine for not remembering anything about our memories."

Daxraj. "Our marriage must be done for the salvation of the world. I'll meet His Majesty the King and tell him about the tribe's wandering prophecy."

"I don't think he'll just believe it."

"I will show him my birthmark as proof. I'm going to go now." Daxraj came out of Haala's room.

Haala looked at Daxraj who entered the horse carriage in a hurried manner, ushered in by his entire extended family. The high-speed horse-drawn carriage disappeared along with the heavy rain that came without permission. Haala does not intend to link the natural phenomenon with the sign of a major disaster, but it seems that it is.

If only Daxraj Natesh who was on his way against Braheim's current order was Daxraj Natesh who came from the future, perhaps Haala could feel a little calm. But somehow the fate of Daxraj Natesh from the past if you dare to fight Braheim Bhaavesh who can impose any punishment in just one nod.

Haala's displeasure becomes more and more, and she is determined to catch up with Daxraj. But on the way, Haala heard a scream coming from the forest. Haala, who was convinced that her hearing was not wrong, finally turned the steps of the grandfather's horse into the forest. And how surprised Haala was when she found Jihan lying on the ground covered in blood.

"His Majesty the Queen? Your Majesty, be aware."

"A-A-A-Your father," Jihan said before falling unconscious.

"Your Majesty? Her Majesty the Queen? Your Honor?"

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The rain fell more and more, accompanied by the night breeze, when Daxraj suddenly stripped his cloak before Braheim. Surprisingly there did not appear to be a surprised look on Braheim's handsome face, in the slightest. It was as if what Daxraj was presenting to Braheim at this time was an ordinary sight that Braheim was seeing everyday.

Although irritated by the King's indifference, Daxraj relentlessly tried. Daxraj explained about the black inked birthmark of the pengam etched into the white skin of her milk, and especially about the predictions of the tribe of travelers about the destruction of the world. But Bheim still ignores whatever Daxraj says.

Until finally exhausted Daxraj's patience, his patience is widely known. Daxraj said he would continue to marry Haala even though he would be dishonorably removed from his position afterwards, or even dragged to the Tamaasha stage. The phrase is not afraid of death that turned out to be successful in changing the indifference of Braheim.

"What makes you so confident that you're the leader of a wandering tribe?"

"Because of the birthmark on this body, Your Majesty," Daxraj replied to Braheim.

"What if I also have that birthmark?"

Daxraj looked surprised. "That's impossible, Your Majesty. All I know is that the wandering tribe leader was awarded a birthmark like this. Then there can't be two leaders in one tribe."

"Then I asked why you were so confident that you were the leader of a wandering tribe. Because of the fact that I was also given the same gift as you."

PLUGS!

The gleaming pearl-studded clothes fell to the floor, revealing the precious body of the ruler of Kumari Kandam who was indeed awarded a birthmark that was said to only belong to the wandering tribe leader. Videsh* language birthmark that looks faint because it is carved with gold ink that blends with the skin.

*Videsh* is a kumari kandam language used by early ancestors. No longer used in the present because it is too complicated*.

"So, where did that high self-confidence come from, Daxraj Natesh?"

Daxraj was powerless to answer, and merely busied his vision exploring the birthmarks in Braheim's body, hoping to find a single inequality. But unfortunately other than the color of the ink on their birthmarks, not a single difference was captured by Daxraj's eyes. Daxraj began to think the same as Braheim, about where his confidence came from.

"What is the use of worshiping God if divination is the reference of life?"

"Hamba only felt if it was not just a prophecy, so did Haala. He suddenly came to the servant and proposed marriage in order to avoid the destruction of the world in the future" replied Daxraj.

"So you mean, he knew about the prophecy without you telling him?"

Daxraj nodded. "He claims to come from the future, Your Majesty."

Now change the silent Braheim. "At first neither did I believe. But lately he's been very strange. He asked me a lot of things that I didn't understand. He even referred to one of his friends as Queen Kumari Kandam" Daxraj added.

Bheim is still silent. "He went back in time to try to love the servant."

"So the wrong person this prophecy refers to is me, is that it?"

"Right, Your Majesty," replied Daxraj.

"Is it proven that the future is finally perishing because he loves me?"

Daxraj looked confused. "Where does he know if I was the wrong person this prophecy meant if the future is still okay? Then why is it like you're so sure that you're the right person and also the leader of a wandering tribe?" ask Brahim again.

And again what Braheim thought brought with him the mind of Daxraj. All that Braheim questioned seemed to be a hard slap for Daxraj. Having already fallen for Haala, Daxraj's self-confidence was suddenly fiery. Daxraj ruled out the fact that he could have been the wrong person for the so-called wandering tribe prophecy.

Plus Bheim also has a birthmark that is said to be only awarded to wandering tribal leaders. It could also be that Braheim turned out to be the true leader of the wandering tribe. Daxraj realized that he had acted rashly. The intention of Daxraj who wants to save the world from destruction, may even destroy it.

"Hamba will find out about the truth of the prophecy, Your Majesty," Daxraj said.

"That's not what I want to hear first."

Daxraj was silent for a moment, trying to capture Braheim's intent. "Hamba will annul the marriage of the servant to Haala."

"And don't you dare touch it until all the truth is revealed."