SCHNUCKY
COURT OF LOVE

Arya almost did not believe her own vision. The figure glanced at his face and revealed a face that was so well known to him that he even fell in love with him.

"The kamala?" his Arya couldn't believe it.

"Why Arya? Shocked?" lure Kamala with a mocking smile.

"What are you doing here? Come on, let's go home and just end this drama.." invite Arya with annoyance about to rise.

"Don't get out of your place, Arya." said Kamala pointing the muzzle of the gun at Arya. "I'm not playing any more dramas."

Arya snorted again. "Oh yeah? You are indeed Kamala's greatest playwright." said Arya. "What did you shoot me for? Do you want to make me a guinea pig out of a projectile you're putting on my chest?"

"Sst.. silence Arya." siss Kamala while shaking the muzzle of the Swiss-made SIG P229 pistol towards Arya made the man dare not rise from the chair. "At least thank you, I took the bullet out of your body. Don't make trouble for me to hole your left chest again with a bullet."

"At least, give me the reason." Arya snorted in annoyance. "Are you that hateful because I gave you the hardest choice?"

"It's not because of that either." Kamala replied lowering her gun. "But it's more about giving you a lesson about how much it hurts when you don't find justice for what happened to you."

"About Muzdalifah again?" hisses Arya. "Are you obsessed with the misfortune that befell him and intending to be the judge to give him justice? Muzdalifah is dead, Kamala. He's calm down there. Why else would you bring it up by hurting me?"

"Muzdalifah is not dead, Arya" Kamala said. "The woman you thought was dead is still alive today."

"Don't ruin my memories of him, Kamala. Muzdalifah is dead." interrupted Arya flatly.

"I'm not lying, Arya." said Kamala. "Muzdalifah is alive!"

"No way! Who was in the cemetery?! Are you trying to fool me, Kamala?!" arya rebutted with emotion.

"Woman is a doppleganger! A very fitting coincidence." said Kamala no less fierce.

Arya laughed insisting that she did not want to be played.

Kamala smiled. "You want to know where he is now?" angled.

"Of course!" exclaim Arya with responsiveness.

"For what?" hiss Arya repeated Kamala's question. "What are you still asking for?"

"Confess sins?" kamala's fishing rod again showed off a mocking smile.

Arya snorted and squinted her eyes. "Aren't you supposed to be abroad pursuing your master's program?" the man half insinuated.

Kamala laughed a glance then shook her head. "No. That's a hoax, baby. I've never been abroad."

"So.." said Arya stammered. "I thought. k-you..."

"You are stupid. Want to be tricked." taunted Kamala again. "Now tell me, Arya. and answer me honestly..."

"About what?" ask Arya.

"Do you. love... Muzdalifa?" kamala's fishing rod again raised the gun and placed her muzzle on Arya's chin.

"You know that I love you, not anyone else" Arya replied flatly.

"You don't know my past." Kamala said with a smile.

"I don't need your past." said Arya.

"Pulling.." said Kamala with a smile, still sticking the SIG P229 muzzle to the man's chin. "What if the woman you love has a dark past?"

"Everyone has a dark past." replied Arya. "We can shape the future together, not be imprisoned in the past."

Kamala smiled. "Even though I've been raped in turns by three men in the past?" angled.

Arya gulped for a moment, calmed her emotional turmoil and replied. "I-I will sincerely accept it..."

She smiled.[]