THE TEARS OF KUMARI KANDAM
THE CHAPTER 91

"Daughter Lord, a reply from His Majesty Braheim has come."

"Did he throw a welcome party in advance until he just sent me a reply now?" Jihan moved from her seat. "Make my hunch worse. Let's go."

Talking about premonitions, especially bad premonitions is exhausting. Something uncertain will happen but continue to struggle in the mind as if it has happened, and the severity makes eating sleep like punishment. But premonitions, especially bad premonitions are indeed not uncommon to actually occur, although not quite like that. Like a bad premonition that Jihan said her arrival would be greeted with a party, in fact it was true. Although not a fair welcome party.

"It turns out this is the reason why he just sent his reply," Jihan muttered as she shook her head in disbelief, looking at the thousands of arrows that were now welcoming her. "What a great welcome party. I'm touched."

"We're doing this just in case. Please understand, Princess."

Jihan is responding to Kumari Kandam's Deputy War Commander, Aswin Nadeem. "This is why the wicked who are trying to repent are turning more and more evil."

"Sorry, Princess. We have no other choice."

"Yes yes, I've heard that a lot." Jihan walked a step, followed by an arrowhead. "I don't hide any weapons. Ah of course you won't believe it. Then should I release this Saree? Inhere? Now either?"

Saree* or shari is a type of fabric used by women in India, Bangladesh, Nepal, and Sri Lanka. Saree or shari consists of unsewn sheets of fabric, the variations vary with a length of 4-9 meters worn on the body with a variety of styles.

All those who stood right at the mouth of the main gate of Kumari Kandam were misbehaved. Except for Bheim and Murat who had bitten his tongue held back in fury.

Aswin cleared his throat, "You don't have to do that because we're on guard for something else."

"Ah, I know. Apparently you're on guard for guests who aren't human." Jihan walked a step back, followed by an arrow. "In that case, why don't you confirm it with Gandh*?"

Gandh* is a new weapon made by Kumari Kandam in the past, in the form of a mixture of salt and holy water. Salt is known to weaken the half-leech Gaana, and holy water has been used to drive out demons for hundreds of years. The reaction that would have arisen if Gandh had hit Gaana's body was a pain that slowly turned into a burning sensation.

"That's what we're going to do, Princess," Aswin replied.

Jihan turned to her servant with a haughty smile. "Exactly, right? The need I asked for a week?"

"We'll do it now, Princess. On you as well on all the people you brought from the Sitaara Kingdom."

Jihan continued to provoke the thousands of arrows by continuously adding her steps forward. "Then do. I've been preparing for this since two weeks ago."

The archers simultaneously lowered their arrows, replaced by servants who had held the cup containing Gandh. After getting approval from Braheim, the weapon that looks like ordinary water was immediately splashed on Jihan. The leather-like Saree fabric was instantly dyed, showing off Jihan's curves that made anyone misunderstand her being naked. However, there did not appear to be any reaction that Jihan showed other than shivering and, cursing.

"Damn. You bunch of idiots."

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Jihan is still cursing, even though she has been allowed to enter the Kumari Kingdom of Kandam and despite having changed Saree. Instead of being allowed to rest in a soft bed while enjoying a warm drink like a guest, immediately after changing clothes Jihan was instead ordered to go to the meeting room. Pissed off? Sure have. But the purpose of Jihan coming to this place was indeed to be interrogated whenever Brahim wanted to. Yeah, it doesn't matter if it's interrogated at the end of a third of the night. Jihan arrived at the meeting room.

It was seen that Bheim, Murat, Aswin and the Chief Investigator from the three continents were waiting for Jihan. Jihan smiled with satisfaction at the look on the bored face of everyone in the meeting room. Except for Bheim and his brother, Murat. As usual, Braheim is difficult to provoke, so it is natural that his facial expression is flat. Unlike the expression on the face of the older brother who seemed eager to kill him. Jihan smiled again, intending to make Murat rise in blood.

Jihan origin dropped her body on the chair, deliberately so that the saree was messy and the body parts that only the women had were more clearly visible. But not enough with Saree, the former Queen Kumari Kandam also deliberately chose a seductive sitting position. True, both of Jihan's legs were deliberately opened wide. And it is not enough with Saree and sitting position, every word that comes out of the pink lip is really only intended for lewd fishing.

"Can I turn on Shisha*, Your Majesty?" ask Jihan to Braheim.

Shisha* is a Middle Eastern method of smoking using tubes containing water, bowls, pipes, and hoses. In the tube there is a special tobacco that is heated and added flavorings or aromas, such as fruits.

"No. The smoke could fly all the way to the new palace and interfere with Vinder's breathing."

Jihan tilted her head. "The vinder?"

"My son."

"Son?"

"Yes. My adopted son" said Braheim.

"Why not make your own son? Just flesh blood can defect let alone the blood of others? But it's better than not having blood. Congratulations, Your Majesty."

Braheim only nodded in response to the half-naked woman who most likely left his manners in Sitaara.

"Then, I hear you will be holding Vinaash* in the near future."

Vinaash* is a test made by Yusef Bahadir with the belief that only his descendants can pass through it. Vinaash is not made with the intention of arrogance, because in fact dozens of ordinary people who have tried it always end up dying.

"That's right."

Jihan looked at Aswin. "Why?"

"Sorry, Princess?"

"I asked why did you try something that was obvious? No matter if you are stronger than Gaana, you will only die in vain if there is no blood of Yusef Bahadir in your body. It's so tame." Jihan shaking. "Isn't it better to fuck with me? Like that time?"

Aswin looked surprised, even the three Chief Investigators. But again, except for Braheim and Murat. The Chief Investigator of the Chamakadaar Continent who was no longer able to hear Jihan's immoral pretense finally asked Braheim for permission to begin the interrogation.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The Chief Investigator Chamakadaar bowed to Braheim, then turned to Jihan. "When we rounded up your servants, we immediately conducted an on-site interrogation. Unfortunately, none of them opened their mouths. You must have ordered them somewhere, right?"

"May I know where it is, Princess?"

"To market. Buy Goan Feni*."

Goan Feni* is an alcoholic beverage produced only in Goa, India. Goan Feni is made from coconut sap or cashew apples and the alcohol content in each bottle reaches 43-45%.

"I'm sorry?"

"Why? Don't you need Goan Feni when your mood is bad? At that time my mood got worse because there were guests who came in the morning blind," Jihan replied to the Chief Investigator of Chamakadaar.

Spontaneous Chief Investigator Chamakadaar threw his gaze in any direction, embarrassed. The Chief Investigator from the Jvaala Continent took over.

"Once again we plead your understanding for our impoliteness that day, Princess."

Jihan did not answer, getting tired of maintaining her indecent and unusual sitting position.

"Return to our topic of conversation, Princess. Although your servants were unwilling to open their mouths until today, your new coachman was finally willing to open his mouth," added Chief Investigator Jvaala.

"He's a Goan Feni addict. Everything he said was unclear because it was mixed with hallucinations."

"But this time he wasn't hallucinating. Thanks to his testimony we found many bodies in Maan* and at Daant* residence*.

Maan* is a tree that has a function like a preservative. In the reign of King Kumari Kandam I, maan is widely used to store animal meat during the Muslim sacrifice.

Daant* crocodiles that usually inhabit rivers that are still not touched by humans.

Jihan sighed in response to Chief Investigator Kumari Kandam. "He's not only an addict but also a killer."

"Daughter, please work there you."

"What do you think I'm doing right now, huh? I'd like to see that stupid face of yours because I want to work together."

"But, Princess, se-"

Braheim suddenly changed his sitting position, making the words of Chief Investigator Kumari Kandam hanging into a puzzle.

"King Lagaam sent me a letter today. He wants to interrogate you on the case of the disappearance of seventy-four of his people, because they disappeared to coincide with the day of your visit to Lagaam. And again, a witness claimed to have been given three bags of gold to chug down a potion that could open the inner eye."

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"Everything you want to do this time? Lookingyourlover? Be aware, he is dead" added Braheim.

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The look on Jihan's face suddenly changed, shortly after hearing Braheim's last words. Lookingyourlover? Realize, he's dead. God fucking. The difficult-to-provoke Bhaavesh braheim did prove adept at provoking. Jihan tidied up her saree, changed her sitting position, then returned Braheim's gaze. And the real interrogation, it began.

"I'll tell you," Jihan replied to Braheim.

Bheim heaved a sigh of relief as he leaned back on the back of the chair.

"Unconditional."

"Damn it! Even sins are still asking for conditions! Where's your common sense, Jihan Joozher!" Murat shouted as he approached Jihan. Luckily Aswin quickly held Murat. Otherwise, then really, that Counselor of King Kumari Kandam would have actually killed Jihan on the spot rather than let her stay alive just to become a vile human being.

"First condition, release all my servants."

Braheim nodded in agreement, and instantly coded the guard soldiers to grant the terms of Jihan that second as well.

"Then free me, my people, and Sitaara from the law of the eight continents."

"You, dammit! S-r"

"Murat. Enough," interjected Braheim. "There again?"

"That's it."

"alright. Now tell me the truth."

"Wait, Your Majesty. You can't just agree to it. I believe he is the mastermind of all problems. You could lose people's trust if they knew you didn't give him the punishment he deserved"

"Hey, Brother. Know that it is still better to lose the trust of the people than to lose all living things on this earth" Jihan told Murat.

Everyone looked towards Jihan who was busy looking at her new nail polish. Either true or just a missed guess. The meaning of the words of Jihan is definitely doomsday, apocalypse under the guise of religious war.

"The two madmen are planning to resurrect Sannidhi Hessa. Or worse, ally with the new Gaana. Gaana's a boy," Jihan added.