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NOTHING IS CERTAIN IN THIS WORLD

It was late afternoon when the funeral was over. There is no prayer delivery event like most people do when one of their family members dies. It was not that Ara was unable to do all that, Rama was in his grasp now, and it was easy for him to control Rama. Ask Rama to call an expert person to lead the prayer, provide consumption and so forth.

However, Ara realized that if there was something more important she had to do so that her mother and sister could survive, it was even better if she could help all the citizens who lost their homes, not just her mom and sister.

"They can't sleep at school tonight. The number of them is too many and the school building is not as big as the school building in the city," Ara told Rama who had just got off the ambulance delivery.

Rama rubbed the sweat that filled his forehead, while doing so, Ara was eager to replace both hands of Rama with his own.

"Then, what should I do? Should I move them all to the nearest hamlet?" rama asked, he was confused what to take now, because it was all too sudden for him. It didn't matter if he suddenly had to beat up a hundred people, but devising a plan to relocate the homeless citizens was no easy feat for him. It's better to fight, than to have to devise a refugee plan.

Ara smiled lazily hearing Rama's words. "You're very nice, but unfortunately your brain is not working at all. Where there's a hull that can hold them all."

Rama breathed heavily. "Well, what?"

"I need a big tent. About ten pieces. In addition to the residents' beds, we can also build a public kitchen with one of the tents," said Ara.

Rama nodded, then waved to Mona and Sela who were standing in the corner of the school, close to the tightly closed canteen.

Seeing Rama waving towards them, Sela and Mona immediately ran over to Rama as well as Ara.

"He needs a tent" said Rama, pointing to Ara. "Where can we get a large tent that is commonly used for evacuation?"

Mona and Sela digest the information Rama gave.

"We're going to search online, I don't think it's hard to find it" Mona said.

Sela nodded. "Yes, while Mona's looking for a tent, I'll take care of the consumption issues. Take it easy, Rama, we will do our best here. You can go back to the city, let us handle the problem here," Sela said. He realized that if Rama should not feel here now, Tiffani must be waiting for Rama anxiously.

Rama had just opened his mouth to speak, but Ara was ahead.

"Who said he could go. He has to stay here until I allow him to leave" Ara said fiercely.

A pair of Mona's eyes widened as soon as she heard Ara's speech who was acting pretentious-boss.

"Where can it be. She's busy. There was a lot of work at the office that he had to do. You can't keep him here. After all, his wife must be worried" Mona exclaimed.

Ara doesn't seem to care. He waved lazily in front of Mona, asking Mona to stop the unimportant rant.

"His wife? That beautiful but evil wife?" said Ara, with a voice more fierce than before.

"Whatchu mean? Don't say bad about Tiffani." Mona glared at Ara, the pity she had felt for Ara instantly disappearing as Ara blatantly taunted Tiffani.

"He is bad and evil. He knew what was really going on, but he was silent. I begged him and all of you, but what are you doing, huh? My father died ... My father died of Tiffani! If he had told me the truth, none of this would have happened. He should have stopped the Damar. But let's see, what ... what he's doing other than shut up and hiding behind his pretty face."

Both Rama, Sela, even Mona are well aware that Ara's speech is not wrong. They should have stopped Damar instead of staying silent and discussing without taking any action.

Ara rubbed her tears back, then she said again. "Prepare tent. And no one gets out of here without my permission." After saying that Ara immediately passed from the presence of Rama, Mona, and Sela.

Rama rubbed his face violently as Ara was no longer in front of him. He felt guilty, he was tired and confused, but the worst he was feeling now was that he missed Tiffani. He was worried about the state of the woman, and it felt like he wanted to hug Tiffani at this time.

"What about Tiffani, has she arrived home yet?" rama asked, looking at Mona and Sela alternately.

Mona nodded. "Adam told me earlier, they've been home since twenty minutes ago."

"Good," muttered Rama.

"But, Xavier was forced to make Tiffani faint, because Tiffani forced her to come here alone." Mona is back.

"No problem. Better so than he wretched here,” muttered Rama again. "I miss him."

Sela looked at Ara in the distance. "Isn't it too much if he keeps you here, Rama? He's suspicious."

Rama followed Sela's gaze, and she said, "He won't hold me for as long as we think. He's just upset right now. For a while we let him, and you Mona .. be patient a little, we're dealing with someone who's hurting." Rama advises Mona who still looks upset.

Mona sighed in annoyance. "Yes, he's hurt right now. Shouldn't he bemoan his father then, instead of being busy keeping you here. I think he has a hidden intention."

Rama taps softly on Mona's head as she passes the woman. "Stop thinking bad. Get a tent. After everything's settled here, I'm sure we can get back to town."

"Wait, Rama!" Sela exclaimed, restraining your steps Rama.

"Yes, what now?"

"Have you contacted Om Damar?" ask Sela.

Rama shook his head. "I haven't had time."

"Do you think he knows he's fallen victim here?" sela asked again curiously.

"I don't think so. He'll definitely be here soon if he finds out someone died here. There's no way he's keeping quiet. He's not that bad I guess.” Rama answered doubtfully. He himself was not sure of the answer.

One can turn into a monster instantly, just like Damar. Nothing is certain in this world. Even the innocent Ara looked cunning as her heart was hurt.

Seriate.