The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 134 - Bitter Memory Returning

Hello guys. Today the episode is quite special. Two episodes made one. I hope not bored... Happy reading.

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Rania immediately headed to the basement along with some bodyguards. He had to solve this problem from the source.

He brought a copy of the basement floor plan that he asked directly to Mr. Yahya.

"Ukhs... Smell and dust," murmured Rania.

It had been more than thirty minutes to walk around the basement, but they found neither the tomb nor the body of Mrs Freya in the crate. He was confused as to what to do and where to start.

"Is it true that Grandma was buried here? Or is Qiandra just a bully?" thought Rania.

His brain thought hard to finish this. He had to return everything to its original state, before Qiandra made a fatal decision at the trial.

Rania deployed all her servants and employees to look for clues. Luckily, Felix had already explained the matter to all of them before Rania came.

"Miss, we found the graffiti of Freya's name, Edlyn and the numbers on top of the old books in Miss Qiandra's room" one of the waiters said by phone.

"Name?" Rania thought hard.

Does Qiandra want to send magic to her and grandma? Not likely. Grandma is dead.

"If this house holds a lot of puzzles, it means that everything in this space also contains puzzles. Qiandra alone is able to solve many puzzles, I should also be able to," Rania determined.

"Ah... Name of. Freya in Old Norse means 'Goddess of Love'. Love is symbolized by the heart or heart. It means on the left," thought Rania guessing.

"Then numbers? Freya's name if written with the alphabet has the number of numbers F \= 6, R \= 18, E \= 5, Y \= 25, A \= 1. So the number of numbers for the name "Freya" is 55. Is this moving 55 steps to the left? But from where?" rania Gumam.

"If the meaning of the name Edlyn?" ask one of the guards.

"Edlyn has many meanings. In Anglo-Saxon, it means '(Someone who) is Great'. In ancient English it means 'Princess' or 'Beautiful Empress'. Ah, Empress?" Rania widened her eyes.

"Hey, you guys saw a crown-shaped carving, right? The empress must have worn the crown."

"Yes, Miss. It's on the right side of the stairs."

"Phew... Alright. Let's try. I hope my guess is right."

Rania headed right to the front of the carved wall of the crown, then shifted to the left by fifty-five steps.

Right at the last step, he found a small hole in the shape of an eight figure on the wall that depicted a dragon.

Rania tried to put both bracelets in the hole. Unexpectedly, it was fitting. But nothing happened.

Rania tried again. This time his position was changed.

Drrrkkp... The basement was shaking like it was about to collapse. An Ancient Greek-language relief appeared on the wall.

"Η καθαρή ψυχή είναι το παν. Η αγνή ψυχή είναι υψίστης σημασίας. Η φύση είναι καθαρή μαγεία".

"A clean soul is everything. A pure soul is the main one. Nature is pure magic."

"Well, what else is this?" Rania is getting nervous. The time is getting less and less.

"Miss, what was mandrake root for?" ask one of the guards.

"Oh, right. Mandrake Root." Rania recalled the mandrake root that she carefully pulled from the balcony of her room.

"Jun, please bring it here! I also need that lavender candle" exclaimed Rania.

He now just realized, the lavender candles there are not just for lighting.

Rania then burns the mandrake root right in front of the bracelet circle. The distinctive scent of lavender, mixed with mandrake roots enveloped the entire room.

"I was wrong all along. I've always suspected Qiandra. I betrayed all his efforts to help me. I am the one who does not have a clean soul. I am the one who is filled with envy. I carry the nature of darkness and evil" cried Rania.

Nothing happened, other than the candle smoke that increasingly filled the basement.

Ah, but it seems like Rania is feeling something. The candle holder slipped and fell to the ground. Tears were flowing more and more down her cheeks.

"Rania Princess! The qiandra! I remember everything!" exclaim Rania then.

"Do you know where Qiandra is now? We have to catch up with him soon" Rania said later.

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"What did you guys say? The black box recording doesn't sound obvious?" qiandra said restlessly.

"Yes, Miss. The tape was only heard until they bumped into something and said someone's name. But then there was nothing more to hear as the sound of a storm like strong wind and heavy rain," replied Jupri.

"Hah.emang right, if the accident occurred when the weather was bad. But in this case, how do we find the whereabouts of Rania Putri?" qiandra.

"Where can we know what he's doing next? Can the victim be taken and held somewhere? Or. if he's dead, they buried him somewhere to dispel the evidence" Qiandra said uneasily.

Qiandra glanced at the clock from her HP screen. It's still 09:15. There is still a little time until the afternoon session.

"In the ring road market area, miss."

"alright. We're going there now" Qiandra said.

In a different place, Malfoy begged and prayed to the Almighty, that he might be given a chance to meet his baby, before he surrendered himself and spent his time in prison.

The man's heart was so sore. But her tears had dried up many days ago.

While walking away from the center of the shop, Malfoy's heart continued to say a prayer.

Suddenly, her tears that had dried up, re-wetted her cheeks. He saw a woman who had the exact same hair color as himself across the street.

Not only that, his angry face and looking towards her, reminded himself of the great anger of the little girl he had left behind a few years ago.

"My daughter... That's mydaughter. I remember once. Her... He gave me this handkerchief" cried Malfoy as he clasped a handkerchief.

"My daughter... Let me meet you."

Malfoy rushed across the street.

Tiii!!!! Brakk!!!

"Geez!!!" yell at the people there.

Fresh blood flowed from under the car. The pavement made of concrete stone broke into pieces. No exception with the front bumper of the truck. The incident caused other road users to stop their vehicles.

"Sir, if you look around, dong. That's the green light again. I almost became a killer" the truck driver exclaimed as he got out of the car. It seems he still does not realize that his vehicle just hit a cat to death.

"I'm sorry. Sorry," said Malfoy.

Although he was very curious about the girl he saw earlier, but Malfoy did not leave the place. He felt responsible for the accident that had just happened.

"I'm sorry? I'm glad you're old. But what about the damage to my car?" said the twenty-year-old man.

"More. I'll indemnify. Use all the money in this account. The PIN is the front number and the back number is the card number."

A blonde girl, giving a platinum ATM card to the man.

"But..."

"I've called the traffic police and other assistance to evacuate your car. So you can calm down. Now let this man go. Oh, aye.. This is my business card. If there is anything just call," continued gadia it.

Everyone there was astonished to see the gadia action.

"Come, Old Man. You should come with me to court right now."

"My daughter..." Malfoy cried tears at the sight of the girl in front of him. He did not expect that God would grant the prayers of this lowly man.

"Wait for what else. We don't have time to talk. Come, go. Guards, pull him," the girl ordered.

"Qiandra, son. Forgive Papa. Please forgive Papa," whispered Malfoy amid his sobs.

The uniformed bodyguards asked Malfoy to move from the venue. While Qiandra continued walking without looking back.

"Qiandra! Wait!" Suddenly Rania comes and prevents Qiandra from bringing Malfoy.

"Don't get in my way!" exclaim Qiandra.

"Do you know who he is? He's yourfather. Don't be like this" persuaded Rania.

"He's not my father!" yelled Qiandra hysterically.

"He's Your Father. I'm sorry I was late to tell you" said Rania.

"Qians... This is Papa" said Malfoy.

"I know who he is! I remember everything!" yell Qiandra.

"Which parent sold their child? Which father would change his son's identity just for the sake of his career?" cry Qiandra by the road.

"I remember how they repeatedly left me alone in the middle of a blizzard, until my grandmother picked me up. They're more concerned with fasion shows abroad than me."

"I also remember how happy they were when Mr and Mrs Gregory accepted me."

"I even remember that he pretended to be an orphan donor, to pay for my school that Mr. Gregory did not pay for."

"What is that called old man? Is that what Dad called? Answer!"

Qiandra continued to cry and fumble, regardless of the views of the people around her.

"Really! I'm a depraved man who abandoned his own child. I am an irresponsible father who loves his wife more than his own son. Please punish me" said Malfoy, full of regrets.

(Connected)