THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 44

"Daxraj Natesh."

Slowly Braheim opened his eyes, seconds after calling out Daxraj's name in his heart. But just like that time, nothing happened. The Smrti* herb proved unreactive to the wandering tribe leaders. No rain or rainbow appeared as an answer to Daxraj's name. Only silence, and the scorching sun that increasingly stretched.

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.

Yet. The focus of all those who scrambled to strip the sky began to divide, because the hissing sound was slowly heard loud. Right at the entrance of the meeting room, the mysterious portal set at night began to open little by little. And after the giant circular-shaped portal opened completely, a black turbaned man appeared.

"Greetings. Hopefully per-"

Everyone's greeting came to a halt, as Braheim suddenly raised a sword. "Who are you?"

"Long live, and be bound always, the sun of Kumari Kandam. Meet Aryesh Farorz's servant, deputy leader of the wandering tribe."

Braheim lowered his sword, followed by everyone. "I'm sure I didn't say the name wrong."

"Yes, Your Majesty. Servants simply replace servant leaders to fulfill your vocation."

Bheim walked closer to the portal, followed by everyone. "Reason?"

"The payment for coming into the past is a thousand years of his age. Because he could not die before having a successor, so I took the initiative to replace him, Your Majesty."

"I understand. Because my people are worried about the same thing. Than that. I called him to ask his participation in the war against Gaana*."

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

"Hamba answered him, Your Majesty."

Bheim was silent for a moment. "So he won't be participating. In that case, is it possible for Kumari Kandam to win the war without Daxraj Natesh?"

"It should be possible to remember Gaana has already won once in the future."

"so apparently. I get it."

Aryesh bowed again. "If there's nothing else you want to ask, I beg you to withdraw in-"

"There was. I'm." The law minister came out of the line while raising his hand. "That's what does it mean with the past and the future? Are we now in the past and are you from the future?"

"No. We all come from the future. Due to a mistake in the future, our tribe leader finally turned the clock to the past."

Everyone in the room was compact expressing a mimic of confusion. They looked at each other, asking the same question in silence. What kind of mistakes will happen in the future until you have to turn back time? Then who did wrong? What else is Gaana? Or King Kumari Kandam? Or even a wandering tribe leader?

"What mistake did he make to kill Haala?" ask Braheim doubtfully.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

"I'd guess. I think the beginning of the destruction in the future is exactly what it is today, right? Gaana possessed Haala's sister's body. Haala protects. And me, or even your leader can't do anything about it." Braheim touched his heart.

"You are right, Your Majesty," Aryesh replied.

Bheim sighed. "Go away. Thank you for answering my call."

"But, Your Majesty. Isn't there much we need to know about him?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. We have to ask him anything while he's here" the social minister told the political minister.

"Hamba agrees, Your Majesty. Since the payment for calling him is the pain of the land of Kumari Kandam, we must not waste it" the defense minister added.

"I will answer all your questions. Aryesh Farorz, go."

Aryesh bent. "Long live, and be bound always, the sun of Kumari Kandam."

Aryesh goes back into the portal. But strangely the future portal has not disappeared even though Bheim has counted to the number ten. Braheim intended to step closer to the portal to check, followed by everyone. But at once his steps came to a halt, when the figure he had summoned with the Smrti potion finally appeared, without turban.

"Greetings. May the protection of Lord Krpaya* always be with you." Everyone, except Braheim compactly bowed to that figure, Daxraj.

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

"What's? Wanna show off?"

"Want to give you a gift" said Daxraj as he walked out of the portal.

Braheim walked towards the portal, alone. "That's suspicious. Say."

"But there's no need to thank me."

"That be-"

BRACKET!

"Your Majesty!" everyone exclaimed as they ran towards Braheim who bounced to the balcony.

Braheim. "It's okay. His true nature is very bad. Put your guns down."

"It looks like you already know where your mistake lies."

Bheim is still coughing. "What can I do. Her lips were too seductive despite being asleep."

"Should I make you meet your god Krpay only? We are not animals, Braheim. Compete with earnestness, not lust."

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The amazement doesn't stop there. Because after entering the waterfall, there are many tree houses that are very fertile. Absolutely amazing, at the same time weird. According to the shadow bodyguard Braheim, the place was once a temporary residence of a wandering tribe.

Now the place is used as a hiding place for the people of Kumari Kandam consisting of women and babies. When told by Braheim's shadow bodyguards that an earthquake was coming, Haala immediately came out of hiding, to secure a group of would-be concubines who suddenly returned to Kumari Kandam.

"Yes God! Just go! Don't come any closer! You demon subordinate!"

"Daughter, get out of here. He is Gaana's subordinate!"

"Yes, Princess. He's gathering us for Gaana's food."

"Lord Krpaya, please save us from the demon's subordinates."

"Yes Gods. Yes Gods. Yes Lord Krpaya."

"How dare you talk like that? You sassy!" exclaimed Chitrali, one of the prospective concubines who was sent home.

"That's. That's right, Princess. He is the devil's subordinate. He escaped with Gaana during the southeastern palace incident*. And now he's gathering women and babies to feed Gaana."

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.

"What kind of empty "mong is that? Commander Haala is a hero. Commander Haala even escorted us all the way to the port fearing Gaana would attack."

The other concubine nodded towards Chitrali. "Not only that. Commander Haala also provided us with a bottle of holy water."

"really. Then how could the person who was with us be able to appear in the southeastern palace?"

"mmmmmmm. That's. Everyone says so ja-"

"So you guys just believed him? Hid. Basic commoners. Hey, all of you. Listen carefully. Commander Haala is a hero, not a demon subordinate. Understood?"

"And know that our purpose in returning to Kumari Kandam is to bear witness to the absurd allegations levelled at Commander Haala! So reflect on your mistakes before I turn into a demon!" Chitrali still exclaimed.

"Daughter, stop. Please come over here. You should all rest."

Chitrali sighed. "Why didn't you say something to silence the commoners' mouths? Hah, I feel annoyed half to death."

"I'm also very upset. How can you just be treated so quietly by a low-status person like them, Commander? Can't be trusted."

"It's nothing. Se-"

Haala's words are paused. Because the earth he was on suddenly shook. The originally friendly vibe, slowly began to fill with anger. Seen from where Haala and the others were standing at the moment, the waterfall out there was flowing irregularly due to the raging earth. Rampaging after being provoked by Smrti herb.

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Haala's father stood looking at the land that had just been tormented by the earthquake. Right under that ground, there's a basement. And Haala's father knew that his wife, father and mother-in-law were hiding there. I want to feel like Haala's father said hello, because the time he had was not much anymore.

But both of his legs seemed to be peppered with a very bitter reality. News of his death has been announced all over the world. Although there is still not enough evidence of the truth of his death, who will refuse to believe the news handed down directly by King Kumari Kandam?

"Oh, son-in-law. My daughter-in-law. My daughter-in-law is alive. Thank you, God. Thank you for your mercy." Haala's grandmother immediately hugged Haala's father.

"My husband."

"Sorry." Haala's father returned the embrace of his mother and wife.

"Everyone said you were dead. But I can't believe it. My son-in-law won't die so easily. Be-"

Grandpa Haala is moving. "He's dead."

"Dad. I can feel his heartbeat. Ba-"

"Yes, wife. I'm already dead. This isn't my body."

Spontaneous mother and grandmother Haala away in fear. "I'm sorry. I was forced to borrow someone else's body and downing Dikhavaat*. Because there are things in this world that I haven't resolved yet" Haala's father added.

Dikhavaat*a potion that can transform one's appearance into the likeness of another's desired.

Haala's mother and grandmother remained silent, shaking in disbelief. "You have to accept it. He's already dead. Than that. Were you killed by Gaana?"

"Yes, Dad. The end of the demon's subordinates is only death."

"Why? Why are you his subordinate?" Haala's mother was crying hysterically.

"To save our daughter, Laasya. Gaana then captured Laasya. I have no choice but to devote myself. That's why Laasya survived."

"Yes Gods. What sins have we committed? Why should my daughter-in-law and granddaughter?" Grandma Haala's cry was no less hysterical.

"Where's your body?"

"In Laal Forest. Direction at one o'clock. Covered in bamboo leaves."

"Then what kind of unresolved world affairs are?" ask Grandpa Haala again.

"War against Gaana."