Basiyem

The orange rose is only a symbol of a respectable woman who lives in a rich family, which was fought over by many men in a contest made by her father. Orange Rose, only an alias name that was deliberately made to cover the identity of the daughter of the Sultan, who was predicted to give birth to offspring who would become leaders of civilization.
The competition to fight for the Orange Rose had been going on for a week, but there was no sign that Orange Rose had made her choice. Then who deserves the Orange Rose?

Orange Rose

Queen Gayatri knocks on Anjani's door many times but there is no sign of her daughter opening the door for her. Sultan, who felt that something was wrong with Anjani,immediately broke down the door and found the room empty. Not only uninhabited, Anjani's room also looks messy. Some glassware shattered and scattered on the floor, clothes and papers and a broken cell phone in the corner of the room.

"Anjani, where are you, Dear?" Sultan Adyaksa immediately opened the door to the bathroom and dressing room and found no one there.

"Arsan! Where are you, Arsan? Are you with Anjani right now?" Queen Gayatri's body trembles watching the chaos going on in Anjani's room. Her eyes darted around and unnoticed from the corners of her eyes, tears were already flowing in a torrent.

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