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Chapter Title: "Blood on the Palace Wall
Novel: Should I fight my husband or the black tumo
Genre: Romance, Action, Dram
Chapter 54: In the Name of Allah ❤️❤️ Let's Begin 💕💕
Time of Event: Mid-morning, a harsh sun licks the palace garden.
Scene One: The Palace Garden
(Rayman runs frantically, her feet crushing white flowers beneath them. Her eyes blaze like embers, and Fox accompanies her like an agitated shadow.)
Rayman (panting, sweat streaming down her forehead):
"I can't take it anymore! Next time... I won't let myself weaken! I was trying to help him... but I don't know what happened last night... I'm afraid if I reveal any secret information about..." She stifles a scream.
Fox (his voice trembling like a broken arrow):
"Forget it! The most important thing is that you're alive."
(To himself, he smiles sadly:)
"Good she doesn't remember anything, especially the blood of the hybrid in the dam...."
(Rayman suddenly stops, remembering the terrifying scenes in the room: mangled corpses, scattered human bones, the stench of decay filling her throat...) Sajjad throws her to the ground, and she wakes up.
Rayman (trying to move while tied up, with Fox beside her):
"Brother, it hurts... What's happening..." She touches her swollen forehead, frightened.
Sajjad (calmly):
"You will stay here for the rest of your days...."
Rayman (fearfully, trying to smile):
"Why all this evil? Don't you remember I tried to help you before?" She shivers.
Sajjad (turning his head, tilting it towards his shoulder, his eyes piercing):
"I won't repeat myself. You won't leave until I command it...." His voice leaves no room for argument.
"Drayd, take care of her food. Make it like a prisoner's meal...." He stands up after tying Fox, who is annoyed.
Drayd (looking at Rayman kindly, feeling pity for her):
"S...Sajjad...." He looks at him like a predator.
"Sorry... Sorry, Rayman... I can't do that..." He is nervous, shy, and tries to escape.
Rayman, desperate for life:
"Why do misfortunes love me? I'm a magnet for problems...." Fox is gagged.
She returns to her memory.
Rayman (shivering, trying to hide her fear):
"Three hours... among those corpses! If it weren't for Dalya... he would have left me there for three days or more! What kind of heart is this?!" Annoyed.
Fox (sardonically, to himself):
"And you... tried to kill him! Good he didn't crush us in a moment of anger." He flies with her as she runs in the palace garden.
Rayman (angrily, touching the swollen spot on her forehead):
"When I remember his vile words, I go crazy...."
(Suddenly, Rayman smells a familiar scent coming from the palace: dried blood, the smell of death... perhaps Jason!)
Rayman (her eyes widen):
"Is it Jason's smell? Is he still alive?!" Shocked.
Fox (bored):
"You're imagining things. Jason escaped from Sajjad... How could he be here?"
(Completing her thought, she smiles and turns her head to ask:)
"Maybe... I heard Sajjad fought the black tumor raid today!"
Fox (sarcastically):
"I'm starting to doubt... if he's even human... How can he fight after such suffering...?" He laughs hard.
Fox (to himself):
"I wanted him dead so badly... because he will hurt you, my princess (he tries to lick her, but she laughs, and he stops)... Unfortunately, I almost killed her due to a stupid decision this time...."
"But if I find a chance to kill him, I will without hesitation (his eyes filled with murder)... I don't want to lose you...." He smiles and hugs her.
Rayman (laughing):
"You're tickling me...."
Dalya appears from afar, waves at her, and Rayman smiles again.
Rayman (smiling):
"Let's go back...." He nods in agreement.
(Dalya sits at a marble table, gleaming under the sun, her fingers licking pieces of chocolate-drenched cake. Rayman looks at her with hungry, exhausted eyes.)
Dalya (turning with feigned innocence):
"My dear! Do you want a piece? Sajjad ordered me to torture you... by training! You must get rid of the poison of sweets!" She picks up a piece slowly and deliberately.
Rayman (collapsing from exhaustion):
"Dalya! ... I thought you were better than Sajjad....!" Annoyed, she breathes heavily.
Dalya (smiling):
"I was joking about Sajjad... but you really need to train... You can't even handle your own strength (remember when you vomited blood and couldn't escape Clara)... What about a battle against tumors? You know everyone has a gift, but we must hone it always... Right...." She holds Rayman's cheek gently.
Rayman (in pain from her cheek, sad, and confused):
"I know... I wish I were as strong as you...." Fox doesn't understand a word, and his face shows confusion.
Dalya (stroking her hair):
"Don't be sad, you're cute (she laughs)... I'll become your trainer from now on until you improve in using your power... Athir requested this from me. You must become stronger than us...." She smiles, closing her eyes gently, looking at her with affection.
Rayman (happy but skeptical):
"Great, but isn't Athir supposed to leave the organization?"
Fox (trying to understand, annoyed):
"Right, shouldn't she start immediately?"
Dalya (calmly):
"I don't know... hahaha... This is Athir's order...." She laughs quietly.
"How could I not know? The organization is upside down after your assassination attempt...." She whispers.
Dalya (to herself):
"Athir wants to keep you away from the palace now... He's delaying bringing you because the organization's purification will take time after the Clara incident (calm and smiling... He wants to kill the traitor who turned the organization upside down while we were busy protecting people from the tumors...)" Her eyes shine.
"Good that tumors are few these days; it will benefit us....!" She digs her fingers into her hair.
A dark room opens, the smell of burnt flesh mixes with muffled screams. A mutilated corpse lies on the floor, Sajjad pushes it with his black leather shoe as if discarding trash.
Sajjad (voice like a hawk's screech):
"Just scum... a lump of arrogance with no use." Disgusted.
Dreyd (covered in blood spray, his eyes searching the corpse for any sign of power):
"Why didn't you kill him from the first minutes? You would have saved time... He's very annoying!"
Sajjad (bending his knee, inserting his fingers into an open wound in the corpse's chest):
"Shut up, fool! If I had killed him quickly, how would I have known where Hukmoth is hidden? This secret organization... is the largest criminal auction house in the country....!"
(He pulls out a bloody heart, looking at it like a sticky mass of disgust, then throws it on the floor.)
Dreyd (seriously):
"If they're the ones exporting the previous drug and the toxic substance?"
Sajjad (crushing the heart under his shoe, splattering blood):
"Don't forget the raw hay... Good that this wretch told me everything... about that group and their stockpile....!" Calmly.
(To himself, coldly:)
"The heart must be destroyed so they can't use it again...."
(Suddenly, Dreyd stops, his eyes narrowing towards Sajjad, worried.)
Dreyd (trying to inquire but afraid to upset him):
"And what did Rayman do wrong? Why did you punish her in that terrifying room?"
Sajjad (wiping blood on his watch, ignoring him):
"Nothing... She was just annoying." He closes his eyes.
Dreyd (laughs maniacally):
"Who dares to annoy Sajjad? And with this violence?!" With great sarcasm.
Sajjad (annoyed and angry):
"If you don't want to lose a body part and throw it with the corpse... keep that long tongue of yours quiet...." Threatening Dreyd, who thinks to himself:
"My tongue...." Afraid.
Sajjad (calmly):
"Tell Sayya to prepare all the army reports about the dam's inhabitants... I need them."
Dreyd (playing with a piece of scattered meat):
"I never knew you cared about Malai?!" Surprised.
Sajjad (standing up, his shadow swallowing the light):
"You don't need to understand... just execute."
The garden opens: Rayman sits collapsed on a rough chair, her hands trembling like injured butterflies. Dalya sits opposite her.
Dalya (softly):
"Tired? Eat... You're too skinny." She plays with her hair.
Rayman (swallowing, trying to hide her embarrassment):
"I... I'm not that hungry." Her eyes are drawn to the cake like ants to honey. Dalya looks at her like a cute doll.
Dalya (leaning close, her breath on Rayman's face):
"I want you to be stronger (coldly). Your body is fragile like glass (shocked)... You can't even push a knife (she mocks her)! You're like a little sister to me..."
"If you divorce Sajjad, I'll take you to my home...." (Happy and dreaming)
(Rayman picks up the knife, trying to cut the cake but drops it. Dalya snatches the knife with a lightning-fast motion.)
Rayman (looking at her in surprise. Dalya trembles as if stung.)
Rayman (whispering softly and kindly):
"You're beautiful... Are you married? I haven't seen your husband yet....?"
(Heavy silence fills the room. Rayman feels she has cut a taut string on the edge of a cliff.)
Dalya (her voice dry like burned paper):
"This... is personal. I can't say it." Deeply sad.
Rayman (trying to mend what she broke):
"Sorry... I said nonsense!" Worried.
Fox (whispers in her ear):
"You're right... You really talk nonsense!"
(Suddenly, Dalya turns, but her face turns into a smile:)
"Tomorrow... will be your wedding day!" Happy.
Rayman (jumps from her seat as if stabbed):
"Impossible! This is a joke... right?!" Shocked.
Dalya (feeds her from her cake):
"Grandpa told me. Didn't the servants remind you? Don't worry... They're preparing everything. You just rest!"
(To herself:)
"So cute, I want to take her to my home and make her a doll. Look at this cuteness... I'll lose my mind...." Happy and insane.
Rayman (throws the cake plate on the ground, the ceramic shards scattering like poisoned tears):
"He's destroying me...."
Dalya (trying to support and guide her):
"Don't be sad with this cuteness. You'll make him melt in your love.... If you can't, there's a perfect way: beat him to death...."
Rayman (desperate):
"Neither helps me... He'll kill me for sure...."
Dalya smiles calmly and drinks tea:
"Calm down, he won't eat you...."
(To herself:)
"Focus on Sajjad! Grandpa wants him to marry to distance himself from everything and inherit the family, living a peaceful life! No way... No matter how infatuated with you, Rayman... Naryn's son can never change his principles....!" Sharp and confident eyes.
Dalya (smiling and laughing):
"Don't judge a book by its cover. I hate his personality... but he's not a bad person...."
Rayman (angrily):
"That scoundrel... Impossible... I don't want to submit to him...." Dalya shakes her head and eats the cake, seeing Rayman as a cute rabbit.
Fox rolls his eyes.
Rayman (to herself):
"I wish you both happiness from the bottom of my heart... I don't want you to go through the same path I did... and lose your loved ones...." Smiling and happy for her.
Then she suddenly stands up... Dalya speaks loudly:
"I'm leaving... Goodbye, bride... This time, the party will be loud...." Happy.
Rayman (turning to Fox, shocked):
"What did Dalya mean by a loud party? Will they bring their weapons inside the wedding hall?" Surprised.
Fox (sarcasm):
"Maybe the guests will be noisy... or the cake will explode?"
They laugh heartily.
(Before she can answer, a thunderclap sounds, louder than anything Rayman has ever heard!)
Both fall silent.
Sajjad (in one of the palace rooms):
"I'll kill you tonight!" His voice is extremely loud and angry.
(The entire building shakes! Glass shatters, walls crack, even the grandfather, Athir, is thrown to the ground!)
Rayman (clinging to the staircase):
"What's this?! What made him so angry?!" Frightened.
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# Chapter 55: In the Name of Allah ❤️❤️ Let's Begin 💕💕
🔥 Chapter Title: Blood on the Palace Walls 🔥
(The scene opens with Riman hearing the walls of the upper floor shaking, window glass shattering like bullets. The head servant, "Sir," grabs her arm firmly before she can climb the stairs.)
Head Servant (calmly, almost accustomed to such things):
— "Madam! Don't go up... It's not safe right now."
"Sir is angry and agitated..."
Riman (turning to him with wide eyes):
— "Why? Why is he so upset? He's almost destroying the palace..."
Head Servant (smiling calmly):
"Madam... you should rest and not worry about things that bother you... Sir Sajjad always gets like this when he argues with his grandfather." He gestures for her to sit.
(Suddenly, a loud noise shakes the entire palace, causing an expensive crystal chandelier to break and crack above their heads. Another servant runs towards them, his face pale as he tries to fix it.)
Maid (calmly, as she brings her tea):
— "I hope he doesn't destroy the place before the party! We've worked so hard to decorate everything... After the last time, anything is expected..." She sighs.
Riman smiles nervously and turns towards the stairs.
Fox (angrily):
"Riman, don't go up... Leave it alone..."
Riman (whispering, trying to climb the stairs):
"Just for a moment to see why he's so angry..."
# A Few Minutes Earlier
(The scene shifts to the closed study. Sajjad stands by the window, agitated, while his grandfather sits behind his desk, trying to break the ice.)
Sajjad (to himself, agitated):
"I'm very busy, and all he cares about are children's parties..."
Grandfather (tiredly):
— "Why do you ignore my calls? Are you angry with me?"
Sajjad (slowly turning his head):
— "No... but you know our relationship has been strained since you supported the organization against me. Why act now?"
Grandfather (pauses, then tries to joke):
— "Enough! (tries to avoid the argument) I wanted to tell you that your wedding is the day after tomorrow... I didn't tell you earlier because I was afraid you might kill Riman!" He laughs.
Sajjad (sarcastically):
— "And what do you want? For me to forget my duties?"
Grandfather (sighs, then speaks seriously):
"You don't need to protect anyone... The organization will protect them. Now that you're getting married, focus on your family and forget these silly things..."
"Sajjad, listen to me carefully. You are my son and my only grandson... You need to return to family matters. Forget about the Black Tumor and live a normal life. Let's end all these problems."
Sajjad (completes his thought):
"And should I abandon protecting people for your selfishness? Or leave my brother Nizar?"
Grandfather (standing on his cane, very angry):
"Nizar is not your brother and has nothing to do with you... I left him with the family for your sake... to bring you back..."
Sajjad (smiles and laughs):
"Nizar was right when he said you hate him... You don't consider him my brother just because his bloodline is different from yours, like my mother's... How ironic..."
"What do I expect from you (agitated, rolling his eyes)? You want to control my life just like you did with my mother..."
Grandfather (standing angrily):
— "Narin! What was the point of her sacrifice? She lost her life for nothing! Leave this war... live a simple life with your wife."
(Silence... then Sajjad explodes with anger but remains cold.)
Sajjad (his eyes glowing like fiery mountains, but his voice icy):
— "Really? You call it 'nothing'?!"
(To himself, deeply angry and frustrated)
"My sister who lost her life protecting the innocent... is 'bad' in your eyes?" (He smiles bitterly) "I forgot... humans are selfish." (He shakes his head in disdain and disgust)
Grandfather (clinging to the arm of the chair):
— "Wait! That's not what I meant..." He holds his head, trying to compose himself.
Sajjad (to himself, calmly):
"Why... lie... You never loved her or Nizar because they were from the Morgans, while you love me because you see me as your pride..." (He clenches his fist until it bleeds)
Sajjad (very agitated, looking forward):
"I don't want to listen to your orders... or those of these scoundrels..."
(Suddenly... a shadow sitting on the embroidered sofa... eyes golden, sharp teeth, blonde wavy hair, around 20 years old. Sajjad, angry... the walls begin to shake.)
Fruk (with a gentle smile, eyes closed):
"I missed you so much, Sajjad..."
Sajjad (without turning to him):
— "I'll kill you, you bastard..." He pulls out a gun from a black vortex.
Grandfather (trying to calm him):
"Calm down, Sajjad. He came as a guest... don't attack him."
(The scene shifts to Fruk, lounging on the sofa, twirling a candy between his fingers like a fidget spinner. Sajjad stands in front of him like a moving wall of fire, while the grandfather tries to absorb the anger.)
Fruk (lazily, opening his eyes):
— "Why do you hate me so much? Wasn't I kind to you when you were in the Northern Family? Besides, I came to celebrate your wedding..."
"Take this candy to be happy..." (returns to smiling childishly)
Sajjad (turning towards him slowly, deadly):
— "Why did you leave the Northern Family!"
(To himself)
"The Veniarcs never leave the Northern Family headquarters unless ordered directly by the leaders... There's a high chance they're trying to bring me back again..." He thinks, extremely agitated.
Fruk (in a childish tone):
"Stop frowning, or your face muscles will cramp..."
(He teases)
Sajjad (coldly):
"Answer my question quickly..."
Fruk (pours water from a glass onto the floor, smiling coldly):
— "I left to bring you back, Sajjad... You know what happens when water is poured? We have to bring it back..."
(He looks at Sajjad with gleaming, mischievous eyes)
Sajjad (to himself, angry):
"It seems the former leader will die soon, so he sent me to bring me back... Damn, I won't return..."
Sajjad (approaching until the shadows merge):
— "I told you not to try to find me. I won't return, and everyone knows this well!" Very angry
Fruk (drops the glass intentionally... it breaks on the marble):
— "I came to convince you... and your grandfather told me you're getting married, so I wanted to celebrate with you... As for your departure..."
(He changes his tone)
— "Oh, dear grandfather... why have you become so frail?"
(Disturbed, laughing)
— "I'm not like you! I don't borrow young bodies to live for thousands of years!" He laughs
(Suddenly... Fruk turns towards the door where Riman stands, terrified!)
Riman (catching her breath, trying to understand what's happening):
— "Who is this gentle person... Is he the reason for his anger..."
(Astonished and puzzled)
(Fruk smiles at Riman and waves)
Riman (frightened):
"We've been discovered..." She hides behind the door
Fox (angry):
"I told you not to go up..."
(Sajjad is annoyed by their presence and is about to leave when Fruk grabs his shoulder!)
Fruk (his expression turning serious and violently intense):
"I haven't finished talking to you yet. How dare you do this..."
(His eyes, orange and terrifying)
"You know challenging us won't keep you alive..." His eyes are orange and terrifying like a dragon's
Grandfather (terrified):
— "Calm down! He's..."
Sajjad (voice resembling a beast's roar):
— "Remove your hand from me... or you won't see yourself on the surface of the earth again!" Angry, his eyes terrifying, the ground shakes
Fruk (retreating with a false smile):
— "Oh, I'm just joking hahaha... Are you really leaving... How do you want to meet again? At your office... or at the auction...!"
Sajjad (to himself, very angry):
"They are tracking me... everywhere... damn..."
Sajjad (walking towards the door, then turning his head towards them with merciless eyes):
— "Don't enter my territory... and don't search for me. If I suspect you're following me..."
(He lowers his voice to a deadly whisper)
— "I'll tear you apart piece by piece."
Fruk (pretending to be shocked and scared):
"You really scared me..." Pretends to shiver, then smiles wickedly
"Narin (Sajjad flinches)... Honestly, I've heard you talk about this failed creature who couldn't even protect herself... Isn't that right, Sajjad..." Mockingly
Sajjad, very angry, cuts off Fruk's head with one strike, and a wall splits in half behind him. Blood begins to flow on the floor like a waterfall
Fruk's head:
Flies through the air like a colorful ball of blood, his orange eyes still staring in shock, then he smiles wickedly! His body hits the ground and explodes... but the blood doesn't stop flowing and splashes on the walls of the room.
The corpse disappears like smoke... then Fruk reappears in the garden, his head slowly returning to its features, cold as a half-immortal being!
Fruk (smiling gently):
"Sajjad, I know I angered you, but I never tire of angering you... I want to bring you back today, even if it means spilling this pampered girl's blood..." He grabs Riman and floats in the air.
Riman, shocked, can't close her mouth.
Fruk (whispering in her ear):
— "Sorry, beautiful... but Sajjad's mistake is refusing to come back because of you!" He laughs
(Suddenly — his hand pierces Riman's back like a hot knife! — Riman gasps for breath, her eyes meeting Sajjad's as he stands by the broken window — silent as a grave! Then he jumps out of the broken window... Sajjad follows him like a lightning bolt.)
Fruk holds her heart from the inside, and a blue light shines from where his hand enters.
Riman (to herself):
"I feel my heart tearing apart..." Screaming in intense pain, Fox is frozen watching her suffer
A distorted voice: "You won't die..."
Fruk (laughing like a demon):
"Should I rip out her heart... So, Sajjad, shall we go to the capital of the North?"
Sajjad remains silent and doesn't speak
End of Chapter😢
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