THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 43

The beauty of the twilight sky that has always successfully hypnotized every pair of eyes, looks different today. The twilight seemed to be not free to show off its beautiful rays. Because of that figure. The figure of the wandering tribe leader who kept looking at him. The twilight was made wrong to force the black clouds to immediately cover it. Covering the red light that is increasingly red because it is not powerful baradu look with the most handsome man in the world.

"Why? You feel Gaana* back on the hook?" ask Aryesh Farorz, deputy leader of a wandering tribe.

The Gaana* is a sacred soul-eating creature that lives in the Mook Forest.

"Yes. He just destroyed the southeastern palace*."

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

Aryesh. "I hope that damned creature is dragged to hell soon."

Daxraj did not answer. "From that. Isn't he really great? Not only did it manage to change the contents of the prophecy but it also fooled you," Aryesh added.

Daxraj is still silent. "How did you know?"

"Haala told me," Daxraj replied at last.

*FLASHBACK ON*

"What's going on?"

"You just survived death because Ghinauna wasn't so hungry" Daxraj replied.

Haala was silent for a moment. "So I should have died?"

"Yes. If I'm one second late."

"Then why did you save me?" ask Haala again.

"My job is to save the world."

Haala was silent again. "So it's true that it was written in that book that the world would perish because I gave the heart wrong?"

Daxraj was silent for a long time. "While you look unhappy, unfortunately I have to say yes" Daxraj finally replied.

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"so apparently. Then thank me for suggesting he go to Baadal*."

Baadal* is one of the sacred lakes in Kumari Kandam. It is said that Baadal was guarded by a giant fish named Ghinauna. Those who soak in Baadal will be purified from the rest of human filth, the rest of the food and drink, or the poison that settles in the body. But Ghinauna is known to be unfriendly, so very few people can soak there.

"You wouldn't have suggested that if I hadn't told you the reason why I refused to see him back then."

Aryesh sneered, "It really won't budge. Then I was very curious. Does Gaana know when you went to the past? Or when you, His Majesty the King, Haala or others talk about it?"

"No. I hasten the time for each of us or Braheim and Haala to talk about anything related to him and the future."

"What's? Wait for. Isn't the fee for playing around with time a thousand years your age?"

"What can I do."

"If I had known the moment you locked yourself up was when you were playing around with time, I would have screwed it up. Huh, fuck Gaana."

Daxraj just smiled in response to his deputy. "Are you also going to help in the war against Gaana? Please say no."

There is no answer, nor is it legible what the dazzling masterpiece of God is thinking. Aryesh continued to urge, also pleading. But only the smile that returned the leader was a treat. An annoying smile that seemed to contain some kind of evil magic, which could somehow suddenly ease the originally unstoppable anger.

"Braheim Bhaavesh was not destined to win against Gaana. Neither in the past nor in the future" muttered Daxraj as he passed.

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Odd atmosphere re-establishes control of the southern palace*. The would-be concubines, who had been allowed to live there since the southeastern palace was ravaged by Gaana, began to vigorously seek the attention of Braheim. Even this morning, when Braheim had just come out of his bedroom, they were tailing immediately. They asked this while racing to cling to Braheim, clinging to leeches starving for centuries.

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.

"May the meeting go well today, Your Majesty."

"Yes" said Braheim to one of the concubines.

"It's an honor to have ushered in your departure. I hope I can continue to do this in the future, Your Majesty."

Spontaneous Braheim stopped his steps. "If you could just keep your curiosity, it's not impossible for me to accept your invitation."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the southern palace returned as it was. Along with the halted steps of Braheim, the heart of a group of women like the goddess was also stopped. Just last night they sent people to find out who the woman Bheim met was, but it was immediately discovered. The people they send are the best. That's vivid. Who can fool the shadow bodyguard Braheim who has almost equal power Daxraj Natesh?

"I sent the spy to his place of origin to get the punishment. Wh why? Because here in Kumari Kandam, the most appropriate punishment for spying on the king is simply Tamaasha*."

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

"Please forgive me my servant, Your Majesty." A prospective concubine suddenly prostrated, followed by another prospective concubine.

"Wake up."

"Your compassion is matchless, Your Majesty," replied all the would-be concubines.

"I'll only say this once so remember carefully. You were invited here to help me fight Gaana. So just enjoy the luxury I give you without expecting affection or anything."

All the concubine candidates still compactly replied, "According to your orders, Your Majesty."

"And one more thing. Here in Kumari Kandam, the absolute right you have to make a shield does not apply. So be careful what you talk about, think about and do. Murat!"

"Give me the command, Your Majesty." Murat hurriedly bowed before Braheim.

"From today until the selection of a candidate for concubine is complete, I will be in the eastern palace*."

The eastern palace* is a special palace of male soldiers who are training to join Haala's fighting forces.

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

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Everyone in the magnificent meeting room immediately hurriedly moved from their respective seats and compactly said a salute of honor, when they found the arrival of the number one person in Kumari Kandam. Judging from the face of Braheim is not very good, it can be ascertained if the meeting today will run very strange.

Justright. The meeting on the 'how to kill Gaana' had been going on for two hours, but not a single proposal was approved by Braheim. And during those two hours, only a nod, a sledgehammer, and a rough sigh bridged the communication between the ministers and Braheim.

In an earlier meeting, Braheim gave orders to evacuate all remaining women and babies in Kumari Kandam. They were then hidden somewhere that only Braheim and his shadow bodyguards knew. They were also commanded to remain there until the new commandment of Braheim came down.

" ... Your Majesty, it is very risky. What if something bad happens to you?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. Even if you currently have a successor, it is still very risky" the social minister said.

"Then? You want me to ride a woman and make a successor right now, right?"

The defense minister cleared his throat, "Is that the only way to kill Gaana, Your Majesty?"

Bheim sighed. "No. There's another way."

"Then it must be a better way, Your Majesty," the security minister said.

"Persuade the wandering tribe leader to say Gaana's real name, and finish. Kandam is back at peace."

"Doesn't it hurt to try, Your Majesty?"

Bheim turned to the law minister. "Eitherway. The payment to call him was an earthquake just like back then. That's why I asked you to find another way to call him."

"At this time we are not in a situation to choose, Your Majesty."

The finance minister nodded at the social minister. "Hamba agrees, Your Majesty. Although the budget we spend to build a new house for the victims of the fire will be in vain because it was swept away by an earthquake, there is no other choice."

"Hamba disagrees, Your Majesty. We don't know what answer the nomadic tribe leader will give. Sure is good if he agrees, but what if it's the opposite?" ask the political minister.

"According to my servant, whatever the outcome of this war the people will continue to suffer, Your Majesty. More important than anything is your safety."

The security minister nodded in response to the religious minister. "Hamba agrees, Your Majesty. Servant is ready to fight to the last bloodline rather than letting you who are clearly not the leader of a wandering tribe face Gaana alone."

Bheim remained silent for a long time, then turned to his back to the table and said, "Murat, send a message to the other kingdoms to prepare for the coming earthquake. Aswin, evacuate all the residents. Sanjeev, bring Smrti* right now."

Smrti* is a forgotten memory-recovery herb. Smrti is made from fairy tears, and can only be consumed during the day, because the results will immediately appear in the form of rain or rainbow. If the rain that appears, then the dream that occurs is just a sleeping flower, but if a rainbow appears, then it is certainly a forgotten memory.

"As per your orders, Your Majesty." Murat, Aswin, and Sanjeev compactly replied while bowing to Braheim.