THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
THE CHAPTER 79

Bheim nodded repeatedly listening to the explanation of his Advisor, Murat Iskender. One by one the sheets containing information about Firdoos Shyamali were read aloud by Murat. Starting from general information such as age, to unusual information such as the location of birthmarks on the body of Firdoos Shyamali.

" ... Even in the past in the future, Firdoos Shyamali was a slave at Svarg*, Your Majesty. Then ...."

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.

Bheim was still faithfully stirring up his head, until the information he so desperately hoped for echoed. Spontaneous Murat stopped the activity that made his mouth numb, when Braheim suddenly turned the chair facing him. Bheim looked at Murat, staring with his mysterious gaze which for the sake of God could never be read by Murat.

Braheim's gaze seemed impatient to hear the continuation of the information that paused, but also like an absolute order for Murat to bite his tongue. In the end Murat ventured to ask what the king wanted. Because really, Murat wanted to immediately lift his foot from the room and compress his numb mouth.

"Your Majesty, if you be-"

"Is Firdoos still alive?" sela Bheim on Murat.

Spontan Murat continued to read his paused report, and as soon as possible replied, "No, Your Majesty. According to the information I got, Firdoos Shyamali died four years ago."

"the cause?"

"The reason is because it was involved in a fight with soldiers who were on duty to carry out evictions in Svarg."

"Bring the soldiers who were involved with him before me."

"Do you know the reason, Your Majesty?"

Bheim sighed harshly. "There were no reports of casualties at the time."

"Hamba will take care of it soon, Your Majesty."

Bheim did not answer, only turning his chair back to the sky of Kumari Kandam who always shed tears.

"Does anything worry you, Your Majesty?" murat.

"Knowing what you think is as impossible as finding a needle in a haystack, Your Majesty."

"It's about Firdoos Shyamali and your sister's relationship in the past."

Murat scrunched his forehead, having difficulty digesting the meaning of the word Braheim. It turns out that what Braheim meant was a relationship of romance. Yeah, Firdoos and Jihan love each other. Bheim began to realize it when Firdos voluntarily wanted to leave in place of Murat to protect Jihan who was then serving a sentence of exile.

For Chrissakes. It feels like Murat is rebuffing, but if not for love, because especially until a man willing to voluntarily go outside in the midst of the terror of Gaana that roams and war that can break out at any time? However, Jihan is still human, and like humans in general, they have a heart that is ready to love and be loved.

" ... Firdoos was very enthusiastic. So I think they've only met for the first time in the past. But regardless, the fact that I had indirectly killed Firdoos must have angered him. And the mass awakening of that time, it could have something to do with his anger."

"No way, Your Majesty. In what way did he do that?" Murat asked with a half-screaming tone.

"Yes, maybe it wasn't him who did that but his allies. Like Sanjeev Rajak? Didn't he manage to escape from Chamakadaar's high-level prison?"

Again. Again Murat could not resist even though he wanted to. Braheim is not the one who will drop even though his heart is covered in revenge. But Jihan? If it was Jihan Joozher who held a grudge for one-sided love, perhaps Murat could prepare an anticipation. But what if it's Jihan Joozher who holds a grudge for reciprocated love?

"Please allow the servant to go see him, Your Majesty."

Bheim. "If my guess is correct, it means that Sanjeev Rajak is with him. Your life could be in danger. I'll write you a dinner invitation letter. Send it to him immediately."

"As per your orders, Your Majesty."

The short story of the letter from Braheim arrived at Sitaara, where Jihan is now. Jihan read the gold-strapped letter quickly, despite the intention of making the sender wait forever. Jihan laughed, not expecting the day to come where she read Braheim's handwriting which was intended not for work.

Jihan muttered while writing a reply letter. "She asked me if I was angry? What kind of awkward question is that? Of course not. I'm not mad. Because I am no longer I am in the real past or in the false past. I'm not me in the past either."

The graceful motion of Jihan's fingers came to a halt, even the murmur of her lip being polished pink lipstick, due to a crumpled piece of paper she accidentally touched. Jihan laughed again, shortly after reading what was written there. The twelfth attempt to resurrect Gaana and the sixth attempt to become Gaana.

Jihan was still muttering, continuing her writing. "I am the future after the past."