The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 7 Memories

Shanum was fixated on staring at the two golden-brown eyeballs that looked at him without pause, he felt bewitched by its depth. Then a speck of pain flashed across the man's vision. But only for a moment, barely visible, after which appeared was a cold gaze freeze it back.

Unknowingly Shanum tightened his embrace, wanting to grab onto this man and comfort him was inevitable. It was as if he had been led by an invisible hand to embrace the man in his warm embrace. Shanum also just found out, if an eye can show a lot of taste, and it can happen in just one brief look.

The sound of dehydration and coughing from the side severed the connection that occurred in both. They let go of hugs. The man seemed to take a deep breath, as if the matter had made him have to hold his breath. "Well-sorry sir, we still have another appointment after this. And you're blocking the door, too." A teary-eyed man looked towards the man, looked grimacing, and felt guilty for disturbing the situation between the two.

"Wait a minute!" replied the man in a firm voice. Then he turned to look towards Shanum. "Say your name?" He asked in the arrogant style of an Alpha. Shanum seemed to gulp with difficulty and said his name, "Shanum." His voice sounded hoarse and hesitant.

The man covered a very thin smile on his lips, a smile that would not be seen if Shanum did not notice the man's lips. Lips that are so ripe and reddened that a woman only needs to see it once to forever fantasize about the owner of the lips. "Jeez, you're starting to hit Shanum" she said.

"Sha-naum..." The man said his name strangely. "It seems like you've always been interested in getting into my arms" he said. Shanum gawked, "Is that seduction? But yes, this cold guy seduced her? Ah-no way, surely he heard wrong" he said inwardly. Shanum hopes that his cheeks aren't as red as he feels.

Then Shanum shifted to the side to cover his nervousness. The man said nothing more, he started to move out, accompanied by the glasses man and another man.

The girl was still fixated, until the door slowly closed in front of her. He then shook his head, pinched himself, then grimaced in pain. It turned out that he wasn't dreaming, the incident was... Oh my God, I want him to jump because he's happy.

The four people who were sitting in the corner were watching Shanum with various expressions, some were amused, gawking, and frowning. Diva waved her hands as Shanum approached them.

"Once it's done, I will definitely be the victim of their tearing," he said inwardly. Then Shanum approached his stool, sat down, picked up his coffee, and sipped it while pretending to act like nothing had happened.

"So Sha, how does it feel to be hugged again by that refrigerator guy? It's still cold, has it turned warm?" Farah smiled nosily. Shanum continued to cough, choking on the coffee he was drinking. The coffee suddenly partially changed direction so it went into his nose. Diva narrowed her eyes, staring at her two best friends.

"Wait a minute, there's something I missed here. Have you met that guy?" ask Diva. Shanum nodded his head while grimacing. "Meet that handsome guy like Oppa Korea, and I wasn't told!" Diva looked furious, her mouth scowling. Shanum is still trying to control the pain in his nose from choking. He rubbed his mouth, and took a deep breath.

"You..how did you know that man I was telling you about at the time?" Shanum looked puzzled to see Farah guessing it exactly. "That's a little." He flicked his little finger with arrogance. "From your face I knew right away, Sha. You never look enchanted and that whole thing in the presence of any man. From the handsome like a god to the wrinkled like Aki Ujang, our campus guard."

Shanum immediately rolled his eyeballs. What an absurd comparison of a Farah. Tim and Ula seemed to be frowning. Farah was still smiling amusedly by herself. "Talk right, the two people in front of us are confused. They know who Aki Ujang is. Look at their faces, Oh My God..." Diva looked giggled amused while holding her stomach.

"God, because of Farah nih, the shadow of Aki Ujang figure so appear in the eye pelukan. His wrinkled gaunt face, and his thin, dry body." Shanum tried to shut his mouth, holding back his laughter. "Already ah-don't laugh continuously, Tim and Ula will soon get old from earlier his forehead wrinkled continuously. We'll order again." Farah then called the waiter, asking for a menu book.

Tim and Ula were just mesem-mesem himself looking at the behavior of the three girls. "Eh, Tim-Ula, what good snack food? Any ideas?" The team looked at Farah's recommended menu book. "Em, you guys want a savory what's sweet?" ask Tim. "What matters is good" replied Farah and Diva in unison. "If you choose what?" Tim looked at Shanum, waiting for his answer. "I want something sweet." replied Shanum.

"Ciee.. who runs out to get a sweet hug, wants to feel the sweet-sweet continues, look out for diabetes you know," ledek Diva. "It's sweet, it's Sha's embrace, not cold" Farah said.

Shanum seemed to smile shyly and resignedly received the ledge of his two friends. They were still not satisfied it seemed to be teasing Shanum.

Then Tim called the waiter, and started ordering, "I want five servings of Blini with cheese jam, melted chocolate syrup, don't forget the caviar yes" Tim said. The waiter recorded his order and asked if they would like to order an extra drink. "We ordered Kefir, five glasses," Ula said. "In the meantime, that was the order, thank you." Tim smiled politely at the waiter.

"So what was ordered was Tim-Ula?" ask Shanum. The three of them did not understand when Tim and Ula were talking to the waiter earlier. They use the local language, which of course feels foreign to their ears. "So we ordered Blini and Kefir. Blini is a kind of pancake with cheese and chocolate sauce. You guys know pancakes?"

The three nodded their heads with sparkling eyes, already imagining the melted cheese sauce and chocolate tasting in the mouth. "And Kefir is fermented milk with Caucasus roots, very healthy. You have to try, it's a famous drink here" Ula added. "Okay, thanks for the explanation. I want to rush to feel it" said Diva looks enthusiastic.

"Oh yeah, you know the guy's name, Sha?" asked Farah with a probing look. "Em, not yet." Shanum replied while grimacing. "Even so, make a snatch!" Farah snorted while patting her eel. "His name is Khan Adrian" Tim replied with a amused smile. "You know Tim?" seloroh Diva's.

"So that guy's an important guy?" ask Shanum. "Yes, he's a millionaire. But the man was secretive and mysterious. He doesn't like to be covered, as far as we know no one has ever managed to interview him" Tim replied.

"Oh yes, related to our conversation that was delayed at the picnic earlier, em.frankly I don't know Shanum either. There's never been anything like what you've been through." Tim explained while grimacing.

"I've heard from the old city guards that there are some people who report hearing mysterious voices. But after investigation there was no concrete evidence, so the complaint was considered completed. Especially now that there are many people who do not care about mystical things. For some of us as one of the descendants of the Mongols, some still believe in the existence of things beyond reason, but many do not." Ula completes Tim's explanation. "Ula is one of the believers" said Tim with a smile.

"Yes, sometimes we have to believe that there must be something beyond reason that coexists with us." Ula looked at Shanum with deep glittering eyes, and it made Shanum frown. For some reason her little heart said, there was something that the man was covering up.

"Wah-food's coming. Come on ah-we eat first. My stomach got hungry listening to the heavy talk just now" chirped Diva. Farah snorted at the Diva's words. "Okay, let's eat, but it's still warm" said Tim breaking the stiff atmosphere earlier.

After they finished eating, they returned to the hotel. Along the way Shanum was busy thinking. Question marks over Ula's mysterious demeanor weighed down on her heart. There was something, he was sure the man was hiding something. Shanum should investigate. "Yes, I should be able to speak with Ula one eye" he whispered.

Elsewhere, at the residence of Khan Adrian

"Where am I?" The drunk man lying on the floor of the living room was muttering indistinctly, only half conscious and muttering to himself while he was awake, something that has rarely happened lately. He complained because he didn't want to wake up.

While standing up in a daze, he stumbled towards the bathroom. He looked at his reflection in the bathroom mirror. He squinted his eyes. His sight was still blurry and blurry.

He recognized the figure behind the long beard, the puffy eyes, and the gloomy face, the face of a fool.

With the rest of his strength, he punched the mirror hard, making his reflection also break into pieces. "Fuck!" weak shouting. His knuckles that were scratched by the broken mirror began to bleed. His fists were still clenched, there was no visible pain on his face. Then he started to sob.

A mixture of emotions raged inside him until he could not think and breathe. A great pain ripped through his chest. He shouldn't care, he doesn't care. Goddamnit! He hated conscious moments like this. Shit-all she wants is to stop thinking. Don't think about it. Don't think.

His stomach twitched as he thought of the woman, and the memories that came after him.

He tried to find an excuse, not to digest anything, but his brain did not want to be invited to work together. He turned around and left the bathroom without cleaning up the broken glass. He didn't care, even though his entire house was destroyed.

After deciding that he needed to sit down, he staggered and sat on the bedside. The hand that was full of scratches now slowly began to close. He does have the ability to heal the wounds on him.

His laughing voice suddenly blurted out in the room. "Miris-so terrible, you can heal the wounds on your body, but the wounds on this heart why don't they heal. Say...why? It has been more than five hundred years that this wound has remained bloody and festering. Say it! Why?" his yell.

As his brows furrowed, he recalled the girl as he hugged her, inhaling the fragrance of her body, messing with his thoughts-and his heart. He again felt old memories that should have been buried deep. The girl, calling out the voices in her head that drove her crazy and the pain in her chest killed her. "Coward! You fucked up everything! Face it!"

The problem was, he was unable to deal with his mixed thoughts. Anger, confusion, despair, heartache, everything attacked him in a row, destroying him. He sighed, then returned to lay his body on the bed. While his gaze began to darken, a small part of his soul began to rise to the surface.

"You can't keep this up. Wake up! Find the girl! You should no longer be able to feel love. Your heart has hardened, like a rock. But that girl, Shanum...Shasha, he wants to call her that."

Then despair crept on him, just as the emptiness he sought swallowed him round, stopping all thoughts, cutting off all his fret. Finally the darkness was greeted, the man lost consciousness and let the shadow of the girl carry his soul.