The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
RED ROSE

"He just wants love, nothing more, but why should he accept torture that he shouldn't even accept? Is fair? " - Hayeo

"I want mom's warm embrace not her punch, I want dad's sincere smile not my inner torturing words" - Arya

Afternoon, 15.05

Arya and the others were put in a cage and taken to a hut house which turned out to be a spacious room with many children and women.

^^^(Penyamaran is his home) ^^

Arya was thrown directly into a cage and the others were placed in a cell like a prison with a rough fit.

Why is Arya locked in a cage while the others are not?

That's because along the way Arya did not stop talking to make the three slave traders gedeg themselves.

Here's for instance...

"Uncle? Is that place good?"

"No!"

"Uncle, I don't want to sit on the floor!"

"Just consider!"

"Uncle, I'm a picky eloh!?"

"Oh, fine"

"Uncle, I want to sit on the floor with a soft pad!"

"Take the cloud and sit down!"

"Uncle, will the room be stuffy?"

"If you're fat it'll probably be stuffy"

And so, that's what made him put a hanging cage.

Arya sat on the blanket she got from the slave traders after she grabbed one of them.

All his friends could only fold their hands and breathe.

*Who was kidnapped and who was kidnapped*?

They were like seeing an employer commanding his subordinates.

Hayeo looked at Arya who was still cool with red roses in her hand and suddenly thought of something else.

In Hayeo's memories...

"Sesajen, if I give this to mom, will she like it?" ask Arya who is still in the form of Alice. He twirled the white rose in his hand with eyes that could not escape the flower.

Arya (Alice) was 13 years old. Hayeo(Saye) is in her 20s.

Hayeo who was also in the form of Saye only raised her eyebrows confused.

"Come, just try it" Hayeo replied casually back fiddling with her laptop.

Arya's hand twirling the white rose stopped. "You can come, right?" ask her with a troubled face.

"If that's what you want, just come on! After all we will have about four hours before the afternoon meeting" said hayeo raised his hand and looked at the clock.

The Aryan family mansion.

"I'm home!" said Arya entered the mansion and was immediately warmly welcomed by her nanny.

"Miss tumben's coming home? Usually once a week or once a month?" ask the nanny called Bi Usa.

"hehe, no papa, can't Dara come home?"

"Where possible, I'm so happy that miss is coming home, so happy!!"

Arya smiled and asked to be left alone with Hayeo who also just entered.

"I'm looking for mom!"

"OK...!"

Arya climbed the stairs and disappeared later.

A few minutes later a loud slap echoed from the top floor where Arya was.

Hayeo woke up and ran to Arya's place and how shocked she was when she saw blood splattered on the wall of a room.

He looked at a rose that was red from the blood beside a girl's body . The girl sat down limply and looked up at the woman in front of her frailly.

The woman in front of the girl squatted down and won the girl's cheek.

"Remember this Alice, mom did this because mom loves you so much, so you don't cry, do you? Darling?" muttered the woman while fixing Arya's hairdo and rubbing the remaining blood from Arya's temple which was no longer visible scars.

Hayeo startledly widened her eyes when she heard the mutterings of the woman who turned out to be Aryan's mother.

*what*...?!

The woman glanced at Hayeo who was frozen and finally walked away leaving Arya who looked motionless.

Hayeo quickly came to Arya and hugged the girl's body with a sore heart.

*Very sorry*...

"It's okay, it's okay" murmured hayeo trying to make Arya calm down.

But unfortunately Arya just stood still and got up from the floor and picked up her blood-soaked roses empty.

"Dad said, Mom did that because she loves me so much, I can't complain, so if I want to be loved by mom, I have to be able to hold on" Arya exclaimed before leaving the room.

Silent...

Hayeo looked briefly at the splash of Aryan blood on the floor and muttered.

"That's not love, it's torture over the line of love"

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Hayeo regained consciousness as she watched Arya casually open the cage with the key and then exit.

*When did he get that key*?

Arya then walked towards Hayeo and entered the cell with ease.

"Why didn't you get out of there?" feron asked looking at Arya with annoyance.

"I want to do it but I can't just leave this place" Arya said holding Hayeo's shoulder and hugging her tightly.

"I miss you dad?" he muttered in the recess of Hayeo's neck.

"Zaint lah~, he is my father, the one who has never left me since I was a baby, I always felt my chest warm when I was with him, although he was a bit annoying but he wasn't boring, he never said he hated me, but also never said he liked me" Arya replied, almost sounding like a sound coming from the breath.

"Do you want to be loved by her?"

Arya shook her head and hugged Hayeo even tighter.

"No, can I still get something like that, right?"

Hayeo rubbed Arya's back and looked at her.

Why is it that when he sees Arya sad he doesn't have the obsession he usually has?

It's a feeling like an older brother seeing his sister sad.

Arya loosened her embrace, but did not lift her head.

"I don't want to die sad anymore, in this life I want to live my own way, but still my feelings are not good"

Hayeo dangan happy to listen to Arya's curse which is said to be still like a Kindergarten boy.

"That's because you're too good"

"Hm, the father of modern life also said so. But why is it, every time he talks like that he always says 'you're gonna die if you're being nice, how are you gonna get that power if you're this good?' that's what he said"

Hayeo frowned slightly and felt awkward.

*The power of 'it*'?

*What's the connection*?

*Isn't the modern world not very trusting of witchcraft*?

*What is this*?

A short time later, someone entered the room and had hands in pockets and candy in their mouths.

Arya turned her head and subconsciously her drool dripped staring at the candy.

*does it look good*?

The black-clothed man with many hanging ropes was staring at Arya with a gray eye bead.

He throws a packet of candy at Arya and is greeted enthusiastically by Arya.

"How did Denki get a sister as pretty as you?" asked the man with a probing look

"How old are you?"

"7 years"

"He's 25 years old but he's not married"

"Hm, if he gets married at 18 you'll probably be his son"

"Oh, big brother and 25? But why does he look like 20?"

"Descendant factor"

"How many of you?"

"24 years"

"Hump, why aren't you married? Even if you get married at the age of 18 you will have a child aged ±6 years" said Arya reversed her attack on the man who immediately froze.

*Revenge*...?

*Defending her sister*...?

*Wow*....!

"Where's our uncle who kidnapped us?" ask Arya cuddly.

"It's been caught" the man replied.

"Who's arrested?" ask Arya again.

"The Almighty" Hayeo replied.

"Oh"

"Sir, what's your name?" feron asked, putting his hand in his pocket.

"Artan" As the man searched for the key in his pocket, Arya in an instant destroyed the cell made of iron with her kick.

"Hump, slow!" arya said a little mockingly.

the man was stunned for a while staring at the collapsed cell fence.

*titan energy loli body*. . .

They all came out of that place but Arya was silent at the door and did not want to move.

He slightly raised his hand and waved slightly

"Thank you for her kidnapped experience, it's pretty fun(?)"

Arya catches up with all her friends and returns to the inn where her father is.

But, when they entered the first thing they saw was three prime ministers standing outside and inside the room were three Emperors holding a 'drink' drinking event'

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please attention....

Okay, here I am as the author of THE TYRANT EMPEROR'S CRUEL PRINCESS or commonly called the CRUEL DAUGHTER OF THE TYRANT EMPEROR would like to just remind.

I made up this story in my spare time. Many certainly do not like/dejected by the harsh language spoken by the characters (especially Aryan). Well I want to say THAT I DO NOT LIKE TO JUST PRESS THE "BACK" BUTTON AND SKIP THIS STORY, easy right?

I usually respond to your comments with pleasure, commenting as you please is okay.

Criticism also please, but IF YOU LIKE TO BE OFFENDED PLEASE GO.

I rarely get up, but I never leave this story for more than a month.

Because I was still a student who had not even reached adulthood, I was very unstable with things around, especially because I was the first child who was required to be more than my younger siblings.

I admit that if I am stupid and useless, I am very aware of it because I am often described as such by some close people.

And for all the positive comments you have given me it really motivated me to continue this story. Well, not too often.

and again mentally I am not mentally good, so if I reply to your comments it means I have no problem.

that's it thank you and Assalamu'alaikum 🙏