Sir, Don't You Sick Me!

The Self of Mr. Mahawira

The wind whizzed around, the trees were fluttered, the leaves were falling. I still shook my head and was astonished to see the anger of Mr. Mahawira. The man had not stopped rebuking his enemy.

"Master! Stop that!" my yelling.

In the past, I have heard stories from the King that Mr. Mahawira has unstable emotions. If one day his emotions peak, it will be very difficult to realize it. Moreover, Mr. Mahawira was taught very powerful deep energy techniques to kill opponents by his teachers in the Kingdom.

In fact, his teacher was not just anyone. He is the chosen one of the King.

I know that Mr. Mahawira has a hidden power within him. A power that can lead him to a catastrophe. So, Your Majesty has often reminded me not to let the man lose control of himself.

The anger and power within him could result in tremendous damage. It would be a nightmare for those around him.

"SIR! Come back to me!" I shouted back, but I did not exert any influence on my master.

He continued to kick and hit the man who was already helpless until blood was spilled on his body.

Not long after, I saw Mr. Mahawira raising both hands, then lowered slowly and put together. Slowly a gray-colored light appeared around him.

Feeling unnatural, I quickly ran towards the man. I held him tightly from behind.

"Don't stop me, Cornelia!" he said with a really scary tone of voice.

The baritone sounded terrible, constantly echoing in the ears. My hands were released and did not follow my will.

"Fetch away from here. Otherwise, I'll cut you out of this world too!"

My eyes were widened by the cruel words of Mr. Mahawira. How could he want to destroy the self he loves?

Finally, feeling very scared, I shuffled back, away from the man.

I saw the rays emitting from his body getting clearer. The wind was getting more and more around. Trees waving.

"Dead you, motherfucker!"

Before starting to concentrate the gray light in his hand, someone first lunged at his head until he fell down. Mr. Mahawira was knocked unconscious by Grandpa Dawo.

The wind stopped immediately.

"Cornelia! Come and bring Prince Mahawira in!" said Grandpa Dawo.

With a feeling of fear that is still enveloping, I also carry out Grandpa's orders.

Bump Mr. Mahawira home. I laid his body next to my father who was also weakly drooping.

"Sir ... Why did you do that?"

"Cornelia! Let me treat it."

I'll step aside immediately. Grandpa Dawo did something to Mr. Mahawira. He put his hands on the prince's chest. However, a few seconds later, Grandpa Dawo bounced.

Me and Mom glare.

"What's going on?" ask mom.

"The prince could have lost himself by the power he had awakened. That power was a forbidden move embedded in his soul," Grandpa Dawo explained.

I also understand now why the King is always worried if Mr. Mahawira is wrapped in anger.

"Then, what are we supposed to do, cake?"

"I'll try one more time."

Grandfather went back to Master Mahawira, then did the same thing as before.

Although it looks a bit difficult, but Grandpa Dawo seems to succeed.

"How, Cake?" askaku expectantly.

"He'll be fine. Now let him rest."

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Several days passed, Mr. Mahawira was not yet conscious. But I still take care of him lovingly. My father recovered a few days ago.

"There's something I want to tell you, son."

"What's the matter, Dad?" askaku while wiping Mr. Mahawira's body using a wet cloth.

"On the prince's father and father."

I focused on listening. Looks like your story will be very useful.

"When we were kids, we were always together. Dad always played to Tulip Country and the Kingdom of Rosalia. We both liked your mother, but Mahawira's father relented because he didn't want to lose anything.

Know it? Marrying an ordinary girl or servant was the most despicable act for a noble. That's the rule. However, father broke that rule and had to lose the throne as well as the treasure."

"So, Your Majesty used to like Mom too?"

"Yes, that's right. Because Mahawira's father always played to the palace, since then he also harbored feelings. However, when he found out that he loved your mother too, he gave it up for him.

But not only is that the reason. Like I said, he doesn't want to lose something just for love."

My father developed a smile later. I'm bowed.

"Mahawira was born just a few days before you were born, son. In the past, we promised each other to match you up. However, gradually due to political pressure, Mahawira's father canceled the promise.

Until one day, Baltra came to demand the rights that I had promised her because I had approved of my marriage and your mother's. He also silenced the mouths of ministers who disapproved of the marriage.

Until finally, I drafted a scenario. I dumped you, but before that I asked Mahawira's father for help to take care of you."

Tears came back from hearing stories from my father. So, all of this has something to do. Your Majesty, Mr. Mahawira, my mother, my father, and several other events that I do not understand at all.

"Dad Mahawira once said, he named a spell on his son to protect him from all dangers. He was so afraid that he ended up asking the magician for help to give that power to Mahawira when he was five."

Pause for a moment. The father sipped tea that I made for him a while ago.

"You may have forgotten, son. But, Mahawira used to play around to the palace. And he's so in touch with you."

"But why in the Kingdom of Rosalia does he not remember me?"

"Simple, Son. I asked the witch to take your memory, then make your face look ugly. However, the effects on your face only lasted until you were seventeen. After that, your pretty face can come back, right?"

That's right what Dad said. When I was seventeen, my face suddenly turned beautiful. My skin is black, bleached. The wounds on my body that were always annoying and difficult to treat disappeared without rest.

"However, it may have been fate. You and that man are meant to be together. And that's not dad's scenario."

Dad wiped the tears on my cheek. "Don't cry anymore. I will atone for my sins. Father will face the Kingdom of Rosalia and thank Mahawira's father. If possible, I will ask Mahawira to give her affection for you so that you can unite."

Kontan I hugged the father. I felt so bad that I said I would never forgive him. My father was a very good man. Now I'm sure about it.

"I'm sorry Cornelia, Dad. Thank you" I said, crying in his arms.

"You don't have anything wrong, son." Dad stroked my head.

A voice that made me stop crying. I pulled myself from the arms of the father, then looked towards Mr. Mahawira.

"A. C-Cornelia .. water."

"Mr Mahawira?!"

The prince opened both eyes while asking for water and said my name many times.

A speck of clear liquid was perched at the corner of his net.

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