Veiled Hatred

Approximately Three Hours Before the Explosion to the West of the Canyon

The melodious sound of Angklung and Gamelan echoed through the air, marking the beginning of the annual fair in the capital of the country where Sakti resided. The Kingdom was called Rudhirasana, and its capital, Tantrakuta, was a fertile valley city located just west of the canyon. It was one of the most historically significant cities in human civilization.

(A city adorned with the architectural splendor of Southeast Asian kingdoms)

Amid the dazzling festivities of the Tantrakuta fair, a woman with a determined expression emerged from a narrow alley. Her blue-charcoal hair, medium-brown eyes, and Chut Thai attire made her presence striking. That woman was Kamala.

"Sukma, whatever happens tonight will be my decision. The result of my own naivety about this Kingdom. I should never have stopped the master," she thought to herself, weighed down by a deep regret.

Kamala seemed to be on her way back to the canyon, but along the journey, she was constantly harassed by men captivated by her charm. Eventually, a plump man deliberately spilled alcohol onto Kamala's gown.

"What a beautiful gown, miss. May I have the pleasure of fixing it for you?" said the plump man, who appeared to be a nobleman.

"I have yet to hear your apology... sir," Kamala replied, not even bothering to turn around.

"Why don’t we get to know each other better? I'll give you a thousand gowns along with the pleasure of letting me dress you in them," the man said with an indecent smirk.

Kamala tried to suppress her anger as she slowly turned around. To everyone’s surprise, she replied, "Oh my, isn’t this Lord Bhuana? May I accept your generous offer of a thousand gowns?"

Her words were met with murmurs from onlookers, whispering insults and calling her a whore.

"Hahahahaha, don’t think I’m a fool, miss. I know you’re not that simple, but could it be you’ve come to regret choosing that sinful man over the luxury I once offered you?"

"Got you!" Kamala thought to herself, a clear indication that she was planning something.

"I hate to admit it, but what you’ve said is exactly right. So… do I still have a chance to become your sixth wife?" Kamala asked, her words dripping with boldness, leaving Bhuana seemingly aligned with her intent.

"Are you joking? Are you planning something by acting like a whore like this?" Bhuana questioned, suspiciously.

"Calling me that? How cruel of you, Lord Bhuana! Didn’t I catch your eye earlier? Is it so wrong for me to deliberately seek attention from someone who once proposed to me?" Kamala replied, her tone playful and teasing.

"Don’t play games with a nobleman, miss. I could marry you right here and now!"

Kamala took Bhuana’s arm and responded with a smile, "The sooner, the better, my lord."

Bhuana then took Kamala to his party and demanded that she drink alcohol until she was drunk as a condition to become his wife.

"This whore thinks she can fool me after all the insults he threw at me back then, thinking I would marry you? Don’t dream, whore! Get drunk, and let me f*ck you, then I’ll make you a new commodity for the satisfaction of my colleagues. I’ve been determined to destroy your Soul and Body since that time," were the cruel thoughts of Bhuana, who was already notorious for his depravity.

Two hours before the explosion in the west of the Canyon, precisely towards the City, the wedding party of Bhuana and Kamala was really held around 9 PM. For some reason, this party had attracted much attention from the people visiting the Kingdom’s festival. Kamala, who was already completely drunk, was brought onto the stage with Bhuana’s intention to humiliate her in public by stripping her clothes.

That depravity was about to happen before a young man in his 20s broke through the crowd and interrupted them:

"Shut up!!!!!!... Has everyone in this kingdom gone insane?!" the young man said with anger in his voice.

"Instead of helping this lady, are you making her a spectacle? even law enforcement officers make this entertainment!"

The young man does look heroic, but in this case. no one will help Kamala because the people of Tantrakuta have agreed on one thing.

"Hey kid, I understand you want to be a hero. take it easy, I can give you a piece after my colleagues and I have finished wearing it."Bhuana whispered to the young man.

"Go to hell old man! Nobility should be a good example, not immoral like this. What have you ever done for this country? What makes you feel so powerful here!" The young man pushed Bhuana's face and cursed him. then Bhuana's colleagues said to each other.

"Speaking of serving the country, my dear, has this lady also contributed to the nation?"

"That’s true, son. Do I need to remind you of what she and her man have done for this country?"

"Wait, aren’t you the child of a family that fell victim to Queen Mega’s wrath? Son, I heard your older brother also died in that foolish expedition two years ago."

"This lady is connected to those people. Do she and they truly deserve your forgiveness?"

The young man fell silent before being seized by Bhuana’s subordinates.

"It's too late, Kid. Let me feast on your beautiful blind sister as well," said Bhuana wickedly.

"A sane person should understand those people you despise are the ones fighting for your freedom! Meanwhile, you sit comfortably at home and curse them when they fail!"

"This is a warning. If you continue down this path, then face death!" the young man shouted, emphasizing his threat.

Bhuana ordered his subordinates to break the young man’s arms and legs, then mockingly asked, "Has death died before you?"

One of Bhuana’s colleagues suggested stopping, fearing that what the young man referred to might be Sukma. However, Bhuana replied:

"Sukma? Everyone also knew that he was like a barren person since that useless expedition. I wasn't stupid enough to dare to do this, Just enjoy the show! Haha!"

Kamala’s dignity was hanging by a thread, with only a single cloth left to cover her body. As the last piece was pulled away, the young man shouted:

"Bangggggggggg!"

A massive explosion occurred, and if you’re wondering where the explosion came from, the answer is simple: the bodies of Bhuana and his colleagues.

At the same time, in another place.

Just after the explosion was heard and Sukma hit me. My Buddy Kung, immediately tried to protect me and counterattacked Sukma. Kung managed to bite his right hand, tearing it and causing it to bleed! As expected, Sukma's blood did not summon the terrifying monster from two years ago.