THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
THE CHAPTER 30

An hour ago, a princess from Narak Kingdom, Gaurika Chander, shocked Kumari Kandam not only with her beauty and desire to be the first concubine of Bheim Bhaavesh, but also with her ability as Jyotishee, the forerunner of the future which since hundreds of years ago is always contested because there are very few in the world.

The results of Princess Gaurika's breakthrough about the age of Queen Kumari Kandam which will only reach thirty-five years, and the owner of the throne of King Kumari Kandam who is not actually Braheim, immediately invited provocation. But beyond belief, Braheim looked calm. It was even so calm that it made his observant advisor have trouble deciphering that calmness.

Everyone knows Jyotishee wouldn't go wrong. Therefore, the reaction that Braheim shows must be panic, not the other way around. Because Braheim's position is in danger. Those who submit half-heartedly to Braheim will begin to unite to overthrow him from the throne. And most likely, from today the commandment of Braheim Bhaavesh will not be heeded anymore.

"So so. The queen I love so much is going home at such a young age."

"Right, Your Majesty," Princess Gaurika replied to Braheim.

Bheim. "Then, what do you mean if this throne isn't mine?"

"It would be nice if only you and the servant knew about it, Your Majesty."

"No, that's not good. I don't want to give a single chance to the throne-crazed people to put together a dirty stratagem." Bheim looked at his ministers one by one.

"If that's what you want, Your Majesty."

Bheim was still engrossed in looking at the face of his minister who began to misbehave. "You are not the owner of the throne of King Kumari Kandam because what you should be sitting on is the throne of the leader of the wandering tribe," said Princess Gaurika.

"Is there any evidence that I'm the leader of a wandering tribe?"

"The golden birthmark, the shadow bodyguard, and the death of a person marked with a black birth" replied Princess Gaurika.

"I don't think that's enough to prove me a nomadic tribe leader."

Princess Gaurika looked surprised. "What do you mean, Your Majesty? The servant has seen the future. You are the leader of the wandering tribe."

"I cannot subdue supernatural beings, erase one's memories, and concoct the healing potion of all diseases. Even if I can do one of the things I mentioned, I still don't deserve to be called the leader of a wandering tribe."

Princess Gaurika was silent. "Without slimming down the results of your captivity, princess. But maybe you made a little mistake because you were too young" Bheim added.

"It is impossible that Jyotishee made a mistake despite being too young, Your Majesty."

Bheim. "Then let me prove that Jyotishee can also make mistakes even though she's too young."

The atmosphere in the meeting room that was originally filled with whispers is now calm again, even quieter than the temples worship on Shukravaar* day*. Slowly Bheim moved from his magnificent throne, then approached Princess Gaurika who was not far from him. Now the two beings created by God excessively strip each other with a gaze.

*Shukravaar* is Friday*.

"There's someone I really want to meet even though it's very difficult to meet him. But I was steady to meet him in the next few days after all the preparations were done. Tell me who it is, princess?" ask Braheim.

Princess Gaurika did not reply, only to suddenly close her eyes tightly. It looks like sweat grains began to wet the beautiful forehead of Princess Gaurika. Although only guessing, everyone in the meeting room is sure that Jyotishee who since hundreds of years ago was famous for her accuracy in terms of laughter, is now in need of help.

Princess Gaurika opened her eyes. "Punished for the lack of servants, Your Majesty."

"No. Precisely because of you I became aware that the obnoxious man was still alive."

"What ma-"

"Looks good. I don't need concubines, and especially, people who have flaws. Princess Gaurika Chander returns to Narak. The meeting is over" Braheim interrupted Princess Gaurika as she left the meeting room.

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It was seen that Haala had just come out of the gate of the training field, intending to unwind for a moment after a full day of training his combat troops. The blazing sun covered in gray clouds, the breeze that carried the scent of spring, and the beautiful figure of the aloof beloved man at the top of the king's palace, felt already more than enough to drive away the weary Haala.

That beautiful figure, Braheim, somehow looked gloomy. Unknowingly Haala's legs moved on their own. Moving towards his beloved man. When he arrived at the top of the king's palace, Haala simply hid behind a wall, looking at Braheim's back. Through the lonely back, Haala only realized that his relationship with Braheim in the new past, was destroyed.

It seems that the thread of destiny is indeed reluctant to mellilit Haala and Braheim, both in the past, the future, the new past, and the real future. Even though Daxraj's death could make Haala and Braheim able to unite easily, somehow fate seemed to prevent him by all means. If so, giving up is sometimes the wisest decision.

"What are you doing here, Your Majesty?"

Spontaneous Brahim turned around. "See you."

"Yes?"

Brahim turned back. "From here I used to see you train and train."

"Ah, so it's true that all this time I feel like someone is watching."

"Tell me if you don't like it" said Braheim.

"Yes, I don't like it. Because only you can see the servant."

Bheim looked at Haala. "Are you teasing me?"

"You can think of it that way. For now the servant no longer knows what purpose the servant is in this time."

"Given that you were so shocked to find out that your father was an accomplice to Gaana*, it seems that in the future you don't know anything. Let's just say your purpose is in this moment to know that" Braheim replied.

*Gaana* the saint-soul-eating creatures living in Mook* Forest*.

"Yes, you're right. So I know about the mystery of my sister's disease, about Gaana, and about you."

Bheim turned back to Haala. "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. For having returned to this time without your consent" Haala added.

"If you're willing to hug me while I'm under a headache like now, I'd consider giving you a little forgiveness."

"If Daxraj Natesh is alive, will you go back to the future with him?"

"Yes, Your Majesty," Haala replied steadily.

"How can I like a woman like you. You're so mean but I feel claustrophobic when you're lost from my sight for a moment."

Haala just smiled in response to Braheim. "What if it turns out that the prophecy of a wandering tribe ancestor that you and Daxraj Natesh believed had been changed?"

"The forecast was written in an ancient book that was not even read when exposed to the scorching sun. So it's impossible for the contents to be changed so easily, Your Majesty."

Bheim. "Nothing is impossible for a demon like Gaana. He can change anything because he can control anyone's mind."

*FLASHBACK ON*

Haala opened the third page that she would translate. It is still about the story of the first Queen Kumari Kandam, Khairiya Patralekha, who turned out to be from a wandering tribe. Khairiya falls in love with the first King Kumari of Kandam. Because the nomadic tribe custom forbade marriage to ordinary humans, Khairiya was expelled and her power revoked.

Haala started reading. "When the successor of the first King Kumari Kandam was born, it was also the prophecy of the wandering tribe that was echoed. Beware you, our grandchildren, of his deceit. And know one thing. He didn't manage to control anything."

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"So the One written in the ancient book is Gaana."

"What do you mean?" ask Braheim.

"Hamba is not sure. But if it is true that Gaana is in control of the mind to change the contents of the prophecy, then there is no need to worry, Your Majesty. Because in the ancient book it was written, Gaana did not manage to control anything."

Bheim was silent for a moment. "It still makes sense that the mind of the wandering tribe and Daxraj Natesh cannot be controlled by Gaana. But what about ordinary people like us?"

DEG!

"The world will perish because the successor to the oath as old as Yusef Bahadir gave his heart to the wrong person. Try understand. Doesn't that sound weird? If I'm the wrong person, then why should the right person be Daxraj Natesh?" ask Brahim again.

DEG! DEG!

Bheim continued, "Was it foretold by the wandering tribe's ancestors that the righteous should be the wandering tribe's leader?"

DEG! DEG! DEG!

"Gaana managed to change the contents of the prophecy, and controlled your mind to believe that Daxraj Natesh was the right person. Purpose clear. To take revenge on me who is the son of the man who exiled him, and to take revenge on Daxraj Natesh who killed him in the future" Bheim added.

DEG! DEG! DEG! DEG!

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The clattering of bracelets coiling at both ankles of Queen Kumari Kandam could be heard echoing the silence of one of the hallways in the southeastern palace*. The hallway to the bedrooms of important guests from outside Kumari Kandam is now filled by Princess Gaurika Chander of Narak Kingdom along with a private ladyboy, a personal cook, dozens of bodyguards, and a coachman.

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

The arrival of Queen Kumari Kandam, Jihan Joozher, was already anticipated by Princess Gaurika. Princess Gaurika is seen relaxing on the balcony of her bedroom while enjoying a cup of hot drinks in the middle of the afternoon that is no less hot. Jihan ignores Princess Gaurika's strange routine, and without making small talk conveys the meaning of her arrival.

"Kumari Kandam does have a beautiful view, but it's a pity that you have to get away with it."

Princess Gaurika moved, then bowed respectfully to Jihan. "Long live, and be bound always, the month of Kumari Kandam."

Jihan left the balcony. "Hopefully your trip is a pleasure."

Princess Gaurika sat back in her place. "Puni servant, Your Majesty. But there's still business to be done here."

Spontaneous Jihan stopped her steps. "Then finish the business you're talking about right now."

"Can't be because I'm in a bad mood."

"Fuck your mood. Get out of front of me on the nala*g policy," Jihan replied.

Princess Gaurika laughed. "True, Queen Kumari Kandam is indeed jala*g. Jala*g lowly who even wants to be sputtered barefoot."

Jihan laughed. "And the esteemed daughter of Narak turns out to be a lowly audience member of Jala*g."

"Hamba can't refuse. Rather than that, know if we are not enemies, Your Majesty."

"My position is threatened because of your sudden plea to be concubine and you say we're not enemies?" jihan asked with a half-screaming tone.

"Yes, Your Majesty. Because the servant is not at all interested in seizing your position."

"Then why are you begging to be his concubine?" Jihan still asked in a half-screaming voice.

"Because the servant needs power. And the position of concubine is left even with little power."

Jihan did not reply, only putting on a curious face. "There is an old grudge that I must avenge, Your Majesty," Princess Gaurika added.

"At whom?"

Princess Gaurika just smiled in response to Jihan's question which sounded very curious. Princess Gaurika elegantly put down her drinking cup, then slowly moved as she pointed to the top of the king's palace. Unknowingly Jihan followed towards Princess Gaurika's pointy index finger pointing, and how surprised she found Haala and Braheim who were being swept away in a warm embrace.

"On one of them" replied Princess Gaurika.