Princess Zhu Qira Han

Treaty

There have been thousands of people who are dying in the battle this time, but the spirit of nothing shakes. Even they both slaughtered each other.

Bodies without heads were scattered where, the sea of blood had been a witness that the land of war was very wet, even so, their numbers were still very large. As it was almost night, did they continue the war when it was dark?

Emperor Zauhan did not move at all on his horse, around him guarded by several bodyguards. He stared at the destruction before his eyes, many times the party from the opposing kingdom would attack him, but always failed, let alone touch him. Make no mistake, because he is strong.

He looked up at the sky. The sky has blackened the sign that the day will soon rain, plus the night. “Sayang... Don't worry, because I won't kill your family.. If they kill me, then I'm resigned. I mean I was there... I'm sorry.” He said softly, his heart was beating in pain at this time.he squeezed his own hands so as not to cry. Nothing could take away her love for Qira. The arrogant girl had already filled her chest cavity. Even now he was willing to die in order to meet Qira...

After that, the raining as bright as flushed them made them stop instantly and then looked up. Emperor Long Wey closed his eyes as he felt the rain hitting his face. He felt like the caress of Qira's hand hit his face. “ rest father...” He faintly heard the soft speech, the voice of the girl he loved right now.

Emperor Long Wey opened his eyes to feel his heart beating faster, this was not a love of misrepresentation, but a love of princesses. “Stop...! we rest...!” His scorn without asking for approval from other kingdoms, and that voice was able to make everyone's swords symbolize in the air. Did they hear wrong?

And apparently not...

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Another dimension.the pale face was extremely peaceful. There's no hue of life there, there's only a hue of sadness. All of his body was covered in medical instruments, sobs of crying were heard from outside the room. Her mother Qirana, - More-weeping in the arms of her husband –Samuel-husband? Just silence with the heart is no less bersamuk.

While Dika hugged the beloved Bungsu tightly. Love Samuel.. Love only rests in the field of the brother. His eyes looked at his mother and father. His head was shining, making Dika look at his sister. “Kakk... Brother Qiqi why?” Ask Plain.” Is brother Qiqi going to be sick again like yesterday?” scared grandchild. He is still a child to understand this kind of situation, is it wrong?

Dika stroked the head of Love. He smiled thinly. “Just pray so that big brother Qiqi can heal, baby.” His words gently forced a smile even though his heart was very unsettled at this moment.

Love only nodded, did not want to ask again when he heard the voice of his brother trembling because he held back the cry, he knew that, because his brother's eyes glazed and almost spouted out his lava.

But they were surprised when the doctor who had handled it for three hours in there now looked at them with a messy face. Even he let out a tired sigh at this moment.just suddenly the Qirana family got up and approached. “How is my daughter doc?” Tanya Samuel –his father-Qiraba panicked.

The doctor looked at Samuel sighing. “Make father tenenang first.” He said softly, he was afraid to see that worry.

Samuel tried to control himself and nodded. “So how does my son doc?” Ask slowly.

The doctor smiled faintly. “The father's help is very weak, even said to no longer work. Qirana's life depends only on the tools of the pack. “ Said grieving.

Samuel gaping. His chest was in pain at this time, Qirana had only one month back to consciousness and now he was hit with reality. Will she lose her son again? He dodged expelling what he thought “Tak could do Dock opration? is there no heart donation or anything to keep my child alive?” Ask. It became Blank..

The doctor nodded. “ Can't sir. This is indeed the system of the heart and the base of the heart is damaged. My son no longer has a body system. He is like a man without a soul.!” His word.

Bugh.. “Do not carelessly talk..! My son is alive and has a soul..!” Samuel was angry. He was so angry that the doctor said that Qirana had no soul. Is he dead but there is only his body at this time?

The doctor did not fight. He even took a few steps back with his bloodied lips. It was common for doctors to be easy targets for families who did not accept fate. “Dad... Patient father..” Amore told her husband.

The one who saw it approached the doctor. Love is still in her arms.” Thank you doc. doctor can go. because I am afraid my father is acting worse.” Said Dika a little anxious and feeling guilty.

The doctor nodded kindly and left the family. Samuel ran into Qirana's room. But previously he had taken special clothes for visitors ER, Id and also a mask. Because this place must be clean and sterile, making anyone must be clean and sterile too..

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“Time to go home Qira..!” The sound was able to make those beautiful blue-colored eyes open.His white face frowned at the surroundings... Where is he? But he tried to rise from his place, he glanced around and it turned out he was in the garden of Lili. ahh, he became remembered emperor Zauhan and his memories.

“Where is this?” Mumbled slowly. As he remembered the last time he was at home and unconscious.

“Hey.!” Qirana only realized when there was a clap on his shoulder and then embraced it. He pranks innocently when he sees someone in front of him.

Sessomeone looked at Qira softly then rubbed her head slowly, a sign of affection. “Who are you?” Ask Qira soft.” Damana where is this?” Ask around.

There are many Lilies and butterflies, there is a very beautiful waterfall, clear water flowing and also charming.

The clothes of someone in front of him were the same as his. Plain white. “Time for you Istorahat and sleep. You are too tired to live..! sawny break.” Said someone the Qira were sad. He smiled gently and it was able to make Qira stunned.

Qira frowning.” Home where? Ancient times? Or the modern world?” Ask to prank again. He was confused now, he was like a dazed madman. If you ask how he lived his life? He sobbed himself every night while hitting his chest tight. There is a deep sense of longing and something is unresolved.

Someone's head is gnawing.” Not both. You will return to your creator.. Come with me.” He held Qira's wrist and asked Qira to stand up.

But Qira held back her hand and looked at someone full of question marks. “Where would we go if not in the ancient world? Or kemodern. I miss my old friends.. Am I wrong?” Just plain raking.

Qira shakes.” I want to go back to the old days.. Help me get back and help me get there.” Said whining. Because he didn't want to go somewhere he wasn't ready. He is not ready to be alone at this time.

Someone was flirting.” That can't be. You're time to go home.” His words are firm yet soft.

Qira looked at him coldly.” Who are you to take me in?” Qira asked coldly.

“I'm the God of your death.” Word's cold.

Dugh... Qira felt a tightness in her body.

“What does that mean I'm dead?” Ask slowly. He pranks not stepping. While the man in front of him just nodded while smiling gently.

Qira looked ahead. “Is the prophecy real? Where did my family die and my friends go too?” Ask Qira to him.. He remembered the prophecy of Kim's brother hitting him. The prophecy has been realized and only one more has not yet been realized, the destruction of all people. And he won't let that happen.

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The closed eyes were weakly open again. Samar he heard the sound of sobs in his room, it turned out this was a hospital and he had been transferred to the VIP Intensive Room. Just teach. Because his family is capable, he is only capable but not the richest man in the world.. He took a slow breath when his heart felt tight.

Samuel, who had been holding Qira's hand, was surprised that the hand was interested. Qira pulled him because she wanted to hold his chest. “Qi qira baby.. You've woken up son?” He asked happily, as well as his wife who had been crying, now became silent and looked at Qira with a look of disbelief.

Qra smiled faintly.he sealed his father's weak hand with his thumb. He tried to open his oxygen but was held back by his father. It's dodging.

But Qira held back Samuel“Sesak well.. Qira wants to talk.” Speak weakly. He felt a tightness in his nose area. He opened it so that he could speak clearly weak mesipun. Samuel's hand held him, but Qira made him melt.

Qira felt a swipe on her head from her father while her mother hugged her gently.she closed her eyes feeling this warmth. The warmth he craved. But why should now be the time when he should choose the world.. Which world should he live in, which world should he want. He wants his family but also the world he likes. Can he ask for both?

“Sayang. Is anyone sick? Is there anything you want? Tell mommy, so I'll get you.” His gaze was soft, his eyes were swollen from the sign that he was crying.

Qira looked at her mother. “If I ask for an explanation why mom and dad hate me can you explain? So that there is no grudge in my heart. This hurts more than here ma'am.” He showed his heart was weak.

His father looked up at the sky of the room. Her eyes were nano at this moment. whereas her mother was tightly clenching her eyes at this moment.The question was testing her heart. “We don't hate you baby... We only..” His words sounded tongue-tied and choked at this moment.His tears blocked his dry throat.

Qira looked at her father. No hating? So what has he been feeling all this time? “Then everything you've done so far is what dad why are you differentiating me yahh? Why?” Ask lirih.

His father Qira cried holding his son's hand.It may be time he told this son... He briefly peeped the back of Qira's hand. “Because you are destined to leave us Qira... You're not meant to be in this world, so we just want to get used to not loving you, and allowing you to enter your world one day, then you won't think of us here baby. You just do what's best for you. We're Hiks hiks.. We love you so much.” He cupped his face with the tiny hands of Qira. he cupped his eyes which 1 sobbed at the moment when saying that.

His mother also sobbed at this time to make Qira silent do not know anything. Whatdoes thatmean? Whatdoes thatmean? He doesn't understand.” What father mean? Am I not father's son? I'm father's biological son well.I donated blood when father was in the accident. I'm a father and mother's son. Even my face is very similar to my father said my friend. Even if I don't look like mom. I know, I'm your son.” His words were blocked.his chest hurt as he wanted to cry sobbing. His weak heart became weak. His father Qira suddenly worried as Qira grimaced in pain.

” Don't cry baby. Your chest will hurt.You are father and mother, you are right, so please, don't cry. You are indeed your darling.” He spoke softly to the princess to calm down. He stroked the head of the dear Qira at this moment to calm her down.

“Then what did dad mean? Have I ever made a mistake? Uhukk.. Uhuk.. Per never mem mebu at father wrath.” His words were broken off while holding his chest.it hurts so much, what else when he coughed made his chest tight.

“You drink first yes. or call a doctor? Let me explain later. But you have to recover first yes..” Said his father panicked.” If you're like this how can you hear father's words?” He stroked his son's cheek, baby.

Qira is thirsty. But he doesn't have much time. He has to solve his problem. “Qiqi want to drink.. uhuk... uhuk./haus.” He said dry cough. Makes him moan to feel the pain of the inside of the body,

The mother quickly took the water and took a new straw. He helped Qira up a bit and helped Qira drink her drink while her father held Qira's head... At this time Qira closed her mouth feeling the warmth and comfort that existed. He was happy at this time, when he was sick, then his parents were worried like never before, who would never ask. Even if he was sick, he had to buy his own medicine to get well.

“Have you improved?” Asked his father down again Qira's head gently, Qira nodded surely after drinking.

“So what's the reason dad hates me?” Qira asked softly, not softly, but softly.

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