The Future King's

The Eps 121

The night was getting late, Daniza muttered non-stop. Tears flowed from the corner of his eyes while shaking his body, his mouth called out to his family especially the Uncle.

'Uncle'

'Hiks' Uncle Hiks'

Daniza was crying louder, in her subconscious looking at her uncle without both eyes but there were tears flowing down her cheeks.

Daniza's body was broken, shaking and crabbing. Uncle Endra stood up but just cried, his lips wry and pale.

'Hiks Hiks Uncle Hiks'

Daniza continued to call out to the Uncle with her cries. Asnee who had just returned was startled and immediately stepped quickly over.

"Niza"

"Niza's up"

Asnee sat on the edge of the bed, patting Daniza's cheek gently with all her worries.

"Niza's up"

Asnee grew increasingly eager to wake Daniza who continued to delirious. "Honey awake" Reflek, Asnee called Daniza softly so easily. Seemed a worried look from Asnee's forehead.

'Uncle'

The sound of screaming and finally Daniza opened her eyes wide, her eyelashes wet as well as her cheeks where Asnee kept wiping.

They were silent, Asnee was just staring into Daniza's eyes.

Daniza got up and sat down, quickly hugging Asnee tightly. Only a slow sobbing was now heard, and Daniza was calmer in Asnee's arms.

Asnee also returned Daniza's embrace, even more attractive slim body was attached to her body.

"Calm down, calm yourself down!" Asnee rubbed her back, occasionally behind Daniza's head.

'Hiks'

Daniza was still sobbing softly, Asnee felt if her clothes were wet.

"Rest back, I'll accompany you here!" Asnee took off a hug, staring at Daniza's face growing more and more clingy.

"Want a drink?" Asnee offered so gently, Daniza never saw Prince Asnee show her tenderness as she was now.

Daniza nodded, Asnee shifted, grabbing the glass on the bedside nightstand.

"Here" Asnee also helps Daniza hold the glass. After a few gulps, Daniza lay down again, clasping Asnee's arm without any intention of letting go.

"here"

Asnee fully climbed up onto the bed, sitting straight with her back against the wall.

Daniza was still staring fixedly at the puddle of water in her eye patch.

"Come here!" Asnee gently pulled Daniza's hand and finally she slept in a hug.

No more noise, Daniza closed her eyes slowly. Asnee patted Niza's arm while hugging her.

Asnee's gaze was straight around the window where her thin curtains swung in the wind.

...**...

While in the East Palace, where there is also Ahan's residence.

Ahan seems still awake and asleep even Rayya. His position turned around, now Rayya who was in Ahan's arms with her head attached to the chest of her field.

His body was getting hotter and the wound on his back waist was getting sore. Ahan tries to put Rayya to sleep slowly so as not to wake up.

So deep, Rayya was not disturbed and he slowly got out of bed.

"Aaahhh" The muscular arm held onto the end of the wooden chair and the veins on the arm became increasingly visible.

Ahan took off his kimono carefully and it turned out that the blood had seeped, he turned to inspect the bed with both probing eyes and sure enough fresh blood stained the spray.

"Shhh"

The hissing indicates that his wound is getting sore. The wound was long, blood blackened in the incision area. Ahan went back into the bath camp while carrying a medicine box with slow steps.

the water is getting louder, maybe the bathroom door is left open, making the sound inside heard. Rayya was also troubled by that voice.

Rayya slowly moved from the mattress, she did not go straight to the bathroom, she turned her body and the eyes sharpened when she found so much fresh blood stained the spray.

"What's this?" The lips are also crabbed. Rayya quickly headed towards the bathroom, she opened slowly and peeked.

The eyeballs became more rounded when on the bathroom floor there were so many drops of blood and he just realized. Now her head turned back to the bed until the bathroom turned out to be a lot of blood on top of her.

"Arrghhh" The moaning sound so deep but slightly stuck in the throat further made Rayya open the door wide.

Ahan was trying to clean up the wound along the waist which was where her blood kept flowing. Ahan continued to spill a lot of alcohol water on his wound and wiped it with a cloth.

Rayya who saw it was so horrified, Himself like seeing a criminal who was trying to heal his own wounds like in the movies he watched.

Rayya's fingers trembled, she approached Ahan with silent steps. Ahan is not aware of Rayya's arrival even though a large glass is stuck in front of him. Ahan was trying to reach his wound so as not to focus on the arrival of someone.

Coldness radiates to every corner of the body, the fingers touch his skin politely. Ahan opened his eyes, staring at Rayya from the reflection of the glass, he was silent when he saw Rayya was focusing on touching the wounds on his body and the old scars that had dried up.

Ahan felt Rayya's fingers tremble slightly.

" Aren't you afraid, or disgusted?" Ahan asked but Rayya did not budge and still looked at every inch of the back that was filled with wounds.

Momentary silence. "The wound must be stitched" Rayya said, not looking into Ahan's eyes. Ahan's eyes followed Rayya's every move without returning to speak.

Rayya was about to prepare the needle and thread, her hands were wrapped in gloves. Ahan only noticed Rayya's slowly paled face.

"I can be alone" Ahan was about to take over but Rayya brushed him off and quickly returned behind Ahan's back.

"Hold it, it's gonna hurt. There's no dope to shake him!"

Ahan fell silent, he felt that if Rayya understood about the treatment.

At the end of the long sink, Ahan held back there tightly, he groaned in pain but held back so as not to be noisy.

Tight shorts in Ahan is now covered in blood and if squeezed will most likely flow thick blood from the sari-sari cloth.

Ahan's body was athletic, his muscles were hard and veins were prominent. For her stomach was muscular to the point that even fat seemed to be embarrassed to take refuge there.

Rayya was a little troubled because he sewed the wound in a standing position, but continued to be tried until the end was finished.

The end of the thread in the scissors and looks pretty neat for a person who is not a doctor.

"Done" Rayya said. Ahan did not move, all his joints were weak, his muscles were so.

Bruck

Because of his pain, Ahan was weakly sprawled on the floor. Rayya responded calmly, she washed her hands first filled with blood and went back outside about to bring a towel and prepare a change of clothes for Ahan.

"Let's stand up slowly!" Rayya cried for a moment after preparing clothes and now he hangs a towel behind the bathroom door.

Ahan tried to stand up, his head felt dizzy, ears ringing and eyes fireflies. Just like before, but for this time there is someone who takes care of his wounds so deftly.

Rayya fills the bathtub to the brim with cold water and then helps Ahan get in there.

The water immediately turned into a thick red color, Rayya also threw the water back. Three times to throw away the blood water and now the clear water does not change color because it may be clean.

Rayya deftly checked the other wounds so as not to reopen, Pun helped Ahan to use soap so as not to smell fishy.

Ahan only silently watched what Rayya did, his two beads continued to stare at the face that was so calm but pale.

To the extent that Rayya was wearing clothes to Ahan without hesitation and without shame, *********** was Rayya who prepared it.

Ahan didn't budge, until where it was all done.

"Rest!" Rayya's words enveloped Ahan well.

"I go back first, if there's anything just call me. That's fine!"

Continuing to feel calm, Rayya said that, but actually she wanted to cry. His body was actually shaking but he was holding back well.

"Baby" Ahan's voice ragged, he held Rayya's hand that was about to leave.

Rayya heard the gentle call. The tears she was holding back finally spilled out.

'Hiks'

'Hiks'

'Hiks'

Raya sobbed without wanting to turn her body. Ahan was still holding onto Rayya's hand which was where she was still standing on her back.

"There's a nightgown in the closet, change it first!" Said Ahan rubbing Rayya's hand which was still held with her thumb.

Rayya finally turned around, wiped away the tears and sat at the end of the bed without brushing Ahan's handrails.

"No need, I'll get the waiter to bring clothes here, all of you clean your room!" Rayya said, her tears welled up.

Ahan pulls Rayya, hugs her tightly and gently.The corner of Rayya's lips twitches and finally reviews the smile even though her state is still in shock.

"Thank, baby!" Ahan's whisper in Rayya's ear. Rayya also hugged Ahan tighter with a wide smile.

Rayya looks outside Ahan's room and orders the waiter to bring clothes and also the cleaning service to come.

About five minutes later, they came with a cleaning device.

Rayya and Ahan sat on the bed, but the two servants pegged on the spot, tightening their grip on the cleaning device when they saw a lot of blood on the floor.

Who would not be shocked to see such a condition, if the one who was not strong saw blood would definitely be instantly unconscious.

"One here and one in the bathroom" Rayya's word was immediately implemented by them.

Not long after the two maids arrived, two servants brought a change of clothes for their princess. They were both in shock, pecking at the spot as they looked at the blood splattered on the floor.

"Let it on the table" Rayya said and they immediately put the shirt on the table and quickly returned.

The brains of the servants ran wild, guessing what happened until there was a lot of blood in the room.