THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
CHAPTRE 74

"To Svarg*," Jihan told the coachman.

Svarg* is a shelter for beautiful-faced male slaves. Some of them were sent to brothels, and some were sent in secret to the queen's palace or harem.

"Good."

Finally the horse carriage drove south, after more than two hours just staying in the middle of the forest, as if deliberately challenging a herd of ruthless robbers. Since releasing the crown of Queen Kumari Kandam, Jihan has gone to various places with only one goal, meeting the man who has stolen her heart in the past, Firdoos Shyamali.

Nil. Wherever it was, there was no man named Firdoos Shyamali. Finally, Jihan decided to go to Svarg, where she met Firdoos for the first time. Honestly, from the beginning, Jihan intended to go there, only she was not sure if Firdoos in the future was also a peddler.

Jihan was impatient, her longing for Firdoos had really reached the limit. I don't know where his faith came from, but his heart kept saying that the man who stole his heart was in Svarg. Yes, it is true. But unfortunately there are no more Svarg or brothels in the future. Braheim had already evicted him secretly.

"No-no. Please. Ku-"

Jihan's pale lips could no longer speak, when she found a building that was now plastered right in front of her eyes was no longer the building, Svarg. Feelings of worry began to dominate Jihan, to make her act like a madman. Jihan asked everyone who was there, asking about the fate of the workers in Svarg.

"Maybe they go back to their hometowns."

"Where? Tell me all their hometowns. Quick," Jihan replied to a merchant.

"The workers in Svarg are hundreds of people, so how could I possibly know their hometowns? I'm just a passing merchant. Why not ask His Majesty Braheim directly?"

Jihan refused to answer, and chose to end her conversation with the silk merchant. While cursing Braheim inwardly, Jihan kept asking everyone the same question. No one escapes the question of forcing the former Queen Kumari Kandam, even though the babies who only know suck their thumbs.

"Damn. Bhaavesh fucking Bhaavesh. It turns out that he needed a stamp from me to displace this place. Just deserve. God fucking. God fucking. Damn it," Jihan's inner.

" ... There's someone who might know. He used to work at Svarg."

Jihan shook the body of her interlocutor. "Who? Tell me quick."

"I don't know his name. I only know he lives alone in Baseela*. But he's got a contagious disease. That's why we're avoiding him."

Baseela* the name of the village that Haala and Jihan lived in in the past.

Spontaneous Jihan turned her head west, in the direction where Baseela was seen.

Jihan nodded steadily. "I'll be there."

"really? I said he had me-' disease"

"Firdoos Shyamali. Yeah, I know him. But we don't have a close relationship. He's a strange man."

Jihan deliberately did not respond. Not because his kiss was so disturbed by the fishy smell everywhere, but because he could not wait to get important clues from the man.

"There are so many customers who purposely come to spend time with him."

"What weirdness do you mean?" ask Jihan at last.

"He often speaks for himself. Not infrequently also crying hysterically, even screaming while hurting others."

"What did you say?"

The man suddenly looked at Jihan. "Why are you looking for him?"

"It's none of your business. Rather than that, have you ever heard what he said?"

The man simply nodded, but did not immediately give an answer to Jihan.

"Everyone remembers every word. Because that's all he says every time he opens his mouth."

"Tell me."

"Don't make me sad. Wait for the time while turning your heart. Believe me my race is only for you even though here there are too many angels attached. Change your destiny like that time. I waited patiently for you, my beloved."

Jihan's heart is pounding, pounding too hard to feel pain. Firdos' words sounded so sweet, but for some reason Jihan felt like a farewell. Jihan moved, trying to calm her heart which was clearly signaling grief.

"Could it be a message? For you yeah-"

"Where is he?" sela Jihan's.

The skinny man simply pointed there, to a place where there were only frangipani flower plants and, tombstones.

Jihan shaking. "No way."

"On the day of the eviction, his strange illness suddenly relapsed. He attacked the soldiers who were on duty, and ended up dying horribly after the soldiers turned to attack him."

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