DRUCLESS [AS PUBLISHED]

Hope and Desire

~You haven't gotten what you've been expecting all along. Just think positive, maybe God is preparing a bigger gift.~

(Rirna Marhamah's Funeral)

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Baltazar was seriously praying at the temple. Without him noticing, Daeriel was standing right behind him. The man had no intention of interrupting the father's prayer process. He waited and watched.

　

　

A few minutes later, Baltazar turned around. He was a little surprised to realize the whereabouts of his son.

　

　

Not a word came from the lips of the two men. They still look at each other.

　

　

The breeze blowing moved their hair.

　

　

"Dad, I came here to ask you for something." Daeriel chose to start the conversation.

　

　

Baltazar picked up the dry leaves scattered on the temple floor. He did not respond to his son's words. However, Daeriel was convinced that his father was listening to him.

　

　

"My daughter has been born."

　

　

Baltazar was very happy to hear that. However, he hid that happiness in a cold expression.

　

　

"However, a curse runs through his body" Daeriel continued. Baltazar looked at his son.

　

　

"Dad, I'm begging you. Please, I have to apologize to the old fortune teller who saved Raefal's life in his mother's stomach" Daeriel said.

　

　

Baltazar. He let out his voice, "No, that's never going to happen."

　

　

"Dad, it's not just my daughter who's in danger. Our kingdom too" said Daeriel, who was trying to contain his anger.

　

　

"The old fortune teller lied. He can't predict and he can't do anything. He doesn't know anything." Baltazar.

　

　

However, the scarcity came to a halt when both of his eye beads turned a deep red color. Yes, Daeriel controls it.

　

　

"I'm sorry, Dad. I have to fix your mistake."

　

　

~

　

　

The very old seer was ascetic under the tree of life which still stood firm. The sound of the waterfall does not interfere with its concentration.

　

　

Both of his eyes opened, when he sensed the presence of someone around him. He saw the king of Baltazar standing in front of him with red eyes. The old astrologer saw Daeriel standing not far from them.

　

　

"Old fortune teller, I apologize for what I've done. I beg you, take the curse from the heir of my eldest son" Baltazar said.

　

　

The old fortune teller stood as he walked past Baltazar. He's approaching Daeriel.

　

　

"King Baltazar did not apologize from his heart. He said it was because you controlled his mind" said the old fortune teller. Daeriel furrowed his brows, "Take out the curse."

　

　

The old fortune teller shook his head, "I won't do it."

　

　

Daeriel attacked the old man with fire from his palm. The old fortune teller fell down. He touched his chest. There was a gaping wound there as a result of Daeriel's attack.

　

　

Dariel saw the luminous tree of life and the wound on the chest of the old fortuneteller was healed instantly. Daeriel did not believe what he saw.

　

　

"You're not dead, old fortune teller. You have saved the tree. So, there's no harm in you taking that curse out of my daughter!" Jerk Daeriel.

Suddenly, the water from the holy river attacked the fortune-teller's grandfather until the body was thrown and collided with the tree of life. Daeriel.

It turned out that Qwella was attacking the old man with her ability. Daeriel didn't think Qwella would come.

"Teacher! Why did Master instill that curse in my body! Though I have obeyed your will to get Prince Raefal?!" Snap Qwella. The old man stood up with a stagger, "You don't need to worry. The curse has fallen on your daughter. Your job now is to be with Prince Raefal to take care of all of us."

Hearing that, Qwella felt a little calmer. In contrast to Daeriel who stared intently at his wife.

"Why are you even here?! You should take care of our son in the palace!" Jerk Daeriel. Qwella scoffed, "I'm going to get out of that palace. I want to be done with you. One more thing, I'll get Raefal my own way!"

"Qwella!" Jerk Daeriel.

"What?!" Sambar Qwell.

"Ah, I should have called you old grandma. You're even older than my mother." Daeriel smiled mockingly. Qwella linked annoyedly. He didn't think Daeriel would find out.

The old fortune teller glanced at the two of them in turn.

"Why indeed? Are you sorry you married me? Good," said Qwella, turning his eyes.

Daeriel scolded, "Remember this, you two will regret it. I'll take that curse out of my son's body, no matter how." Daeriel turned with the king Baltazar still in his control. They pass.

The man's steps came to a halt, he turned to Qwella with a cynical smile, "From now on, I don't care about you anymore."

Daeriel continued his steps.

Qwella snorted in annoyance. The old fortune teller approached her, "Qwella, when are you going to get Raefal?"

"I don't know," Qwella replied as she walked towards the holy water.

The woman stared at the reflection of her face from the water. His hand moved touching his cheek which began to show signs of aging. Qwella clenched her hands. He walked towards the tree of life. The old fortune teller still noticed it.

When the woman touched the tree of life, her face again looked fresh.

"I need Raefal."

~

　

　

Daeriel entered the palace room with an annoyed look. She heard the sound of her baby crying. The man entered the nursery and saw the caregivers trying to calm the baby down.

　

　

Daeriel raised his son's body. The man stared at the round eyes that were now staring at him. The servants and caregivers bowed respectfully, then passed leaving the father and son in the room.

　

　

The baby's crying has stopped. His two eyes were flickering making him look very cute.

　

　

"Dad hasn't given you a name, huh." Daeriel seemed to think. "A good name and it suits you."

　

　

A gentle wind struck Daeriel's face. Hair moving. He looked at the wide open window. The wind came in through there.

　

　

"Laureen, I love that name. You want to use the name Laureen, right?" Daeriel asked as she looked at the baby. The man smiled as he peeked at his little princess cheek.

　

　

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In the human world.

　

　

Raefal and Trissya come to attend Alma and Haidar's wedding. The couple wore a dark blue batikcouple.

Alma looks beautiful with a light green Muslim wedding dress. Haidar also looks so charming with a tuxedo wrapped in the same color as Alma.

"Trissy." Alma hugged her best friend. Trissya returned a warm embrace from Alma.

"Congratulations, yes. I'm happy for you both" Trissya said, rubbing Alma's back. The woman smiled gracefully, "Thank you, I'll take it with you."

While Raefal and Haidar were talking, Adry and Chilla also came. The three couples looked so happy to be together.

Adry and Chilla give their wedding invitation letter to the couple. The wedding will take place a few months after Haidar and Alma.

"Well, we'll all be parents soon" said Haidar eagerly.

Trissya smiled softly. Raefal gently embraced his wife's waist.

Raefal and Trissya return home at 8 p.m. When Trissya stepped up the stairs, her head felt heavy. He touched his head and staggered.

Raefal who saw that immediately teleported caught the body of his wife. Trissya fainted. Raefal looked worried. He lifted the tiny body and carried it back to the car.

The car that was just parked is now back to the hospital.

In the hospital,

Raefal peered into the glass door. He saw the female doctor was examining Trissya who was unconscious. When the doctor came out of the room, he saw Raefal sitting on a waiting chair while putting his chin on his two interlocked hands.

"Master?" The doctor rebuked Raefal. The man turned his head as he got up from his seat and approached the doctor.

"My wife is gapapa, right, Doc?" Ask Raefal. With a friendly smile, the doctor reached out his hand and replied, "Congratulations, your wife is pregnant"

Both of Raefal's eyes widened. He immediately shook the doctor's hand, "Te-thank you, Doc."

The doctor nodded, "You can see your wife. After we get together, you can call me."

Raefal nodded before the doctor passed away. Raefal immediately entered the patient examination room. He sat on the chair close to the bed where Trissya was lying. The man held his wife's hand.

Raefal smiled wryly, "In a moment, we'll be parents, dear. You'll be our mother for our child. I'll be Papa too. I'm so happy."

Raefal rubbed his wife's stomach gently. The man brought his ear closer to Trissya's stomach.

"You're inside, son? Papa's here. It's Papa, dear."

~

Slowly Trissya opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was a white-painted room. His gaze was fixed on Raefal who was asleep at the edge of the bed. The man's hand was still holding it tightly. Trissya smile. Gently, the woman rubbed Raefal's head.

Sensing Trissya's movements, Raefal looked up at his wife. He smiled as he closed his mouth that was yawning.

"You're awake, yeah. Hmmm." Raefal rubbed Trissya's hand.

"You fell asleep waiting for me to wake up? Why me?" Ask Trissya.

"So you fainted. I thought, you're okay. So, I'm taking her to the hospital. You want to know, what's wrong with you?" Raefal answered, ending with a question.

Trissya looked serious. He got up to sit up while nodding quickly, "I why?"

Raefal rubbed his wife's flat stomach, "Your prayers are answered, dear."

Trissya blinked her eyes many times, "Right?"

Raefal nodded. Trissya smiled and hugged Raefal tightly.

Raefal returned his wife's embrace while whispering softly, "Please, dear. I want to be called Papa."

"I'll be Mama. Thanks too, dear." Trissya was crying happily. Raefal chuckled, "Don't cry, you should be grinning."

"I also don't know why I cry. But I cry because I am happy" Trissya said, sobbing softly.

Raefal kissed Trissya's forehead gently.

　

　

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The beautiful little girl was walking slowly. He seems to be learning to walk. He wanted to capture the small green treteaa. Daeriel was watching him while putting both hands into his pants pocket.

　

　

Yes, that sweet little boy is Laureen, Daeriel's daughter. He was only 2 years old (count of years in drucless).

　

　

Laureen did not catch a single tail. He sat down in despair while moving both of his legs in annoyance. Daeriel felt the wind coming from the east. The man moved his hand at the treteaas. He gave the code for them to get close to Laureen.

　

　

Because the treteaas were afraid of Daeriel, they complied. Those little feet slowly stepped closer to Laureen. Seeing the animals approaching, Laureen moved her little hand wanting to touch them.

　

　

The treteaa retreated slightly, yet they felt the softness of Laureen's hand. There was no more fear when Laureen carried them. Daeriel smiled as he approached. The man crouched down near his daughter while rubbing the treteaa on his lap.

　

　

The little girl smiled happily.

　

　

The day in the drucless world passed quickly. Laureen is now 5 years old. Her long hair was braided in half with a small crown attached to her head. The little girl moved into her father's room.

　

　

His small hand opened the large door carefully so as not to make a sound. He tilted his head to peek inside. His round eyes looked at the back of the father who was busy writing something.

　

　

A small smile was engraved on his lips. Laureen entered carefully and still settled in. He would surprise his father, however....

　

　

"Why did you get Diem into Dad's room?" Ask Daeriel. Laureen was surprised, "Aaahhh, Dad.. Laueen was going to surprise me." Laureen can't pronounce the letter R correctly.

　

　

Daeriel turned to look at her pouting daughter. The man laughed as he lifted Laureen's body into his lap.

　

　

"You want to surprise Dad, but you're shocked yourself." Daeriel rattled his daughter's nose.

　

　

"Dad again what?" Laureen asked while looking at the table. Daeriel replied, "It's an old man's job. You'll understand it when it's big."

　

　

"Old people? Laueen, right, only has a father, no mother. So, it's just Daddy's deed." Tucked away the sadness of that spoken sentence. Daeriel was sad. He peaked his daughter's head.

　

　

"Laureen has a mother" Daeriel said. Laureen looked up at her father, "Dad bicala jujul, right?"

　

　

Daeriel nodded, "Because of mother, you can be born."

　

　

Those two little eyes were twinkling. Laureen came down from her father's lap. He held both of his knees and looked at his father so seriously.

　

　

"Mother, how's her face? It must be pretty, right?" Ask Laureen spirit. Daeriel seemed to think. The man imagined the face of Qwella, his ex-wife.

　

　

"Of course, she's beautiful like a father's son." Daeriel cupped Laureen's face. The little girl nodded in excitement.

　

　

"Your mother has a beautiful face, she loves to dress up, has a lot of clothes, her hair is also long like you. Your mother is fierce and stubborn." Daeriel breathed a heavy sigh.

　

　

"Why did you say that? It was, right, Laueen's mother," Laureen grumbled with a frown again. Daeriel laughed stiffly.

　

　

Mother doesn't want you at all, son. If you knew, I'm sure you wouldn't want to meet Qwella Daeriel said in his heart.

　

　

"Who's Mom's name?" Ask Laureen curiously. Daeriel seemed to think, "That's a secret."

　

　

"Can Laueen meet Mom? Laueen wants to see Mom's face." The little girl shook her father's knee. Daeriel seemed to think, "Emm, yes next time."

　

　

"Dad promise, right?"

　

　

"Yes, I promise."

　

　

~

　

　

Daeriel was having an important meeting with the kings. While seriously conversing, suddenly a strong wind knocked down one of the trees in front of Zeroun's palace. Daeriel saw the tree fall from the window.

　

　

"Sorry, I have to go for a minute. You guys go ahead." Daeriel passed by to find out what happened.

　

　

　

　

Daeriel touched Laureen's shoulder while blocking her own face because the wind was so strong. The little girl's eyes were light yellow.

　

　

"Laureen, what are you doing? You can destroy this place, son." Daeriel tried to calm his daughter. The wind also stopped. Daeriel could sigh in relief.

　

　

However, he was confused to see a cat approaching them with his eye color turning red. Daeriel was confused, because it was the controlling power of his. When he turned to Laureen, he was surprised to see the color of the Laureen's eyes turning red.

　

　

Daeriel swallows the saliva, apparently his daughter also inherited his ability.

　

　

The cat walked to the edge of the royal fountain pool. It seemed that he was about to plunge himself over the control of Laureen.

　

　

"No, Laureen!" Daeriel immediately took the cat. At once the color of the Laureen's eyes changed to normal. He looked at his father.

　

　

"Why are you going to kill this cat?" Daeriel asked as he released the cat that had lost his control. Laureen looked down sadly, "He ate a fish belonging to Laueen. Laueen wants to punish the evil cat."

　

　

"Laureen, you can't kill a weak animal." Daeriel warned his daughter.

　

　

"The cat is not weak, Dad. He's my body's bad, too." Laureen showed me her arm. There's a scratch wound there. The little girl started crying while rubbing her eyes.

　

　

Daeriel holds Laureen's body and takes her inside.

　

　

During this time, Daeriel taught Laureen kindness. Yes, even though he was someone who was extremely evil and cruel, he did not want Laureen to be like him.

　

　

Not without reason. The man still remembered the curse of the old fortune teller instilled in his daughter's body. Daeriel thought the curse was always related to evil. So, if Laureen has a good nature, then it is likely that the curse can disappear by itself.

　

　

After finishing the meeting, Daeriel chose to take a look at the state of Laureen. He entered his daughter's room and saw the little girl was fast asleep.

　

　

Daeriel pulled out the thick blanket to cover her daughter's tiny body.

　

　

"Good night." A warm kiss landed on Laureen's forehead.

　

　

Daeriel now knows his daughter's two abilities. He was curious about Dharaa saying that Laureen has three abilities.

　

　

Daeriel returned to his room. The man broke his body. Daeriel looked at the ceiling of his room. He remembered something.

　

　

Natrissy.

　

　

That one name made him remember all those moments. Wonderful moment with Trissya. The man had brought Trissya who was in a dream to the palace. They fucked in that room.

　

　

Ah, not fuck. Daeriel.

　

　

The man is always passionate if he remembers Trissya. Daeriel can fall in love with a human woman after twice screwing her.

　

　

She's curious. What is Trissya doing now?

　

　

He decided to go to Raefal's house to see her in person.

　

　

The man's looking for Trissya's room. Arriving at one of the doors, he heard a familiar voice in his ear. The voices of men and women....

　

　

That's Raefal and Trissya's voice. Daeriel clenched his hand. There was jealousy running all over his muscles. The man disappeared instantly.

　

　

~

　

　

The night passed, Laureen woke up. He immediately got out of bed. When he came out of the room, he met his father.

　

　

"Daddy's daughter is awake? Where are you going?" Ask Daeriel.

　

　

"You're playing with teatea fur!" The Laureen spirit. Daeriel pulls his daughter's hand, "Dad doesn't let you go, before you eat."

　

　

Laureen breathed a heavy sigh. He obeyed his father.

　

　

After that, Daeriel escorted Laureen to play with the treteaa in the forest.

　

　

The animals were already used to the Laureen. They were not frightened anymore when Laureen with Daeriel came. Moreover, Laureen often brought food for them.

　

　

Daeriel was still watching Laureen. However, his gaze was fixed on the beautiful woman in the distance who was staring at him. Daeriel knitted his brows. That woman is Qwella. He smiled and passed.

　

　

Daeriel approaches Laureen. He said, "Laureen, you stay here, yeah. Don't go anywhere."

　

　

"Where is Dad going?" Ask Laureen.

　

　

"Dad's got a little business." Daeriel codes the treteaas to keep them with Laureen and guard her.

　

　

The man goes looking for Qwella. He walked down the road that the woman had been walking.

　

　

"Qwella? You where?"

　

　

Daeriel felt the presence of the woman behind him. The man turned around. There's no Qwella there.

　

　

"Don't mess around" Daeriel growled.

　

　

The footsteps approached Daeriel. The man looked over and saw Qwella there.

　

　

"Missing for me, Your Highness Zeroun?" Ask Qwella. Daeriel knitted his brows, "What are you doing here?" Ask Daeriel.

　

　

Qwella put on an expression thinking, "I just happened to pass by here again. What are you doing with that kid? "

　

　

"He's your son too. Don't you want to see her just once?" Ask Daeriel.

　

　

Qwella shook her head quickly, "No."

　

　

"Then go there!" Daeriel. Qwella smiled wryly, "But, maybe I'll change my mind, if an honorable king like you begs me."

　

　

Daeriel stopped his steps. He looked at Qwella. The woman smiled beautifully.

　

　

"I want to see the boy, as long as you beg me." Qwella pointed to Waja Daeriel.

　

　

The man hated Qwella's disrespectful attitude. He knitted his brows. However, the man felt sad if he remembered his daughter who always asked the figure of the mother.

　

　

"okay."

　

　

Daeriel approaches Qwella. The woman was careful. Daeriel is a dangerous and unpredictable creature.

　

　

The man looked at Qwella seriously, "Please, meet my daughter."

　

　

Qwella smiled mockingly, "That sounds insincere."

　

　

Daeriel tried to be patient with the woman. He took a breath and repeated the same sentence, "I beg you, meet my daughter. Just this once. You show your face in front of him. Show her your motherly side."

　

　

Qwella looked sad, though it was just an expression of pretence. He said as he pointed at Daeriel, "Climpse, I'll meet him right now."

　

　

Daeriel tightened his jaw. However, for the sake of Laureen, he bent both of his legs in front of Qwella.

　

　

"I beg you." Daeriel looked up at Qwella.

　

　

The woman laughed, "Ah, I'm so happy. I'll see him."

　

　

Qwella. Daeriel gave a cold snort then followed the woman.

　

　

Laureen saw a waterfall belonging to the sacred river. He wanted to get there, but some treteaa got in the way. The animals remember Daeriel's orders.

　

　

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Laureen turned her head. He looked up at the foreign woman in front of him.

　

　

Qwella stared dislikefully at the little girl, "Why look at me like that?"

　

　

Hearing Qwella's snaps, Laureen was terrified. The woman stomped her legs irritated.

　

　

Daeriel touched Qwella's shoulder, "Why are you yelling at her!"

　

　

Laureen was more and more afraid to see her father who was also angry. He took cover behind the slightly larger back of the treteaa.

　

　

"Why is his face the same as mine?" Qwella growled while pushing Daeriel's chest. The man clenched his hands furiously, "Of course, because of you..."

　

　

Daeriel did not continue his words.

　

　

"No woman can match my beauty! Including him!" Qwella shouted while pointing at Laureen's face. The girl was getting scared.

　

　

"Qwella!" Daeriel strangled the neck and the woman in front of her daughter.

　

　

"Fuckin' woman!"

　

　

Daeriel was surprised to see his drucless seal emerge from Qwella's neck.

　

　

Qwella's almost out of breath. Secretly the woman controlled the holy water and attacked Daeriel's back. The man fell down and his grip slipped from Qwella's neck.

　

　

The woman grieved and disappeared.

　

　

Daeriel grimaced softly while holding his chest. He was inward, Damn it, that woman has really gone crazy!

　

　

Daeriel turned to Laureen. The little girl kept hiding and avoided her father's sight.

　

　

Daeriel breathed a heavy sigh. She understood, Laureen must have been terrified to see her strangle Qwella.

　

　

Daeriel approached his daughter, "You're afraid of Dad?" Qwella peeked and then shook her head. He hugged his father.

　

　

"I'm afraid of the aunt just now" Laureen said in a trembling voice. The aunt she was referring to was Qwella.

　

　

"Here you go, that woman is gone."

　

　

"Is she a mother?"

　

　

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18.30: 27 September 2019

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