The inheritance

-WHAT THE HELL IS THIS FUCKING SHIT?

Adham didn’t like up early, especially if the reason was receiving bad news.

-I don't know, my Lord. We got it this morning, but the sender is unknown at this moment.

-It doesn't care me! Find it immediately and bring him to me!

-But, my Lord...

Adham looked to Jaber, which was enough to make him going outside of the office of the King. Adham stayed there, alone. He could listen again the voice of the news in the TV. He was watching a comedy movie sitting in his coach before Jaber interrupted him. Now he was in front of the TV again, but he was not laughing. He was alone again, but now he was only reading the letter that was received this morning on the palace:

«His Royal Highness: I hope you were enjoying in this new palace, but remember that you got it killing a lot of innocent people and that this is not your land. I will personally kill you. See you soon»

YOU ARE GONNA DIE!

The last 8 years were had been really bloody, but finally the troops of Adham was capable of winning the enemy and conquer the Land of Abu Duahala. He moved to his new palace with the 15 most beautiful maidens that he ever known. One per each year of war. And now, that everything was calmed, he received this letter. After read it again and again, Adham ordered to Muawîyya come inside, which was his old counselor since his father died 15 years ago.

-So Muah -asked the King after a little chat-, I hope you'll understand that I need your help again...

-First of all change the law for your interests. Turn killings into something illegal.

-Muah, come on... We arrived here one week ago, but obviously the murders are already illegal.

-But the fine is only the prison in the worst cases. Make a law to kill the killers.

-Kill the killers?

-Absolutely. Death penalty for the murderers.

Adham thought about it for a few seconds.

-Muah...

-My Lord?

-You are a fucking genius.

The next day an official statement announced the new law: "the King Adham has declared that after today, 2th of August of the year of the Victory, all the people who were condemned by a murder will be sentenced to death in all the territories of Abu Duahala".

This notice caused stupor between the neighbors of this happy area, who always enjoyed killing to all the people who contradict them. Until this moment, kill another one was only punished with a slap in the face, so the rumors started really quickly about the reason of this new law. But it didn't care to Adham, he felt more confidence with the security in the palace, and he celebrated it with picking up two of the 15 women he had: Fareeda and Firdoos. Fareeda and Firdoos was the two most beautiful maidens of all Abu Dahala, and they fought constanlly to be the number one, the favorite of the King.

-My Lord –Firdoos said-, I think we can enjoy more being only two. You know, I mean... You and... Just you and me, my Lord.

-I don’t think so, Firdoos. If you have the possibility of conquer 40 countries, why choose only one province?

-But my Lord…

This time Fareeda didn’t say anything. The rumors about the possibility of that someone kill Adham created a concern cloud all around the palace. There was not time to discussions, she knew that she had to satisfy her King. Probably it would be her last opportunity to do id.

In this map I put in some colours my next military (and sexual) goals.

The next morning he was waked up by Jaber, who knocks on his door anxiously. When the King opened, Jaber was exhausted and Adham imagine the worst. In fact he was right: another letter had come.

-We don't know yet who are sending this notes, my Lord.

-I will kill you if don't find out right now who are him!

From the door, the cleaner was looking, and the King very quickly starts to scream, this time to the employed.

-What the hell are you looking for?

-Nothing, my Lord.

-Can I know who are you?

-I'm Mared, my Lord. The porter, my Lord.

-Ok, Mared... And do you know who the hell sent me this note?

-I don't know what note you are talking about, my Lord.

-Any note! Go out immediately, I don't want to see anyone!

He obeyed at the moment, but suddenly the King scream again:

-Muah! Muah! Come here right now!

Muawîyya appeared in the room.

-Adham...

-Another letter, Muah. Have you read it?

-No, I haven't, but...

-«Good try banning the killers, but It's not enough for avoid your death. See you soon». Really don't we know who he is?

-We have not idea, my Lord.

-And what should I do now?

Adham was really petrified. He spent a lot of time trying to win this war, and now that he finally could got it he was going to be murdered. Only 40 years old and his life was going to ending if he didn't do something to try to avoid it.

-My Lord, we was talking about it and I think we have a good solution.

-Tell me, I trust you.

-You should do your testament.

Now he was really speechless. He late 60 seconds on say something again.

-What?

-My Lord, you should do your testament and say on it that you will give all your money to the person who kill you.

The brain of Adham was going to explode.

-Have you going to mad??

-My Lord, if you do it, all the people who want kill you will fight between them.

-All the people? What are you saying, if it's only one who...

Muah swallowed.

-There is more than one?

-Hundreds, my Lord.

-Hundreds?

-People in the village don't like you... You... Your government, my Lord.

Now he was absolutely puzzled. He thought that there was only one guy thinking on kill him, but now he discovered that there was all the city. Muah explained him that they received a lot of letters every day, but only these notes was able to pass the security control before the King, who was more and more terrified.

-And your idea is give all my money to the guy who kill me?

-Not exactly: if you announce your testament, all the people who want kill you will fight with all the potential murderers, and then in a few days there were no killers alive in the city.

-Yeah, but what happen if only one are managed on come here and kill me? Probably now will appear more people who want to do it.

-Not really: if you change your testament in this way you will not be alone during only one minute per day. All the people will be pending on you 24 hours per day. Furthermore, killing continue being illegal, so no one will be willing to die only for inherit your fortune.

This was the craziest idea he ever listened. In fact, Adham thought in order to kill his counselor, but it would have been a bad idea. At the end of the day was the one who knew him best.

He wrote his testament after more than 50 tries. Couldn't be easy for anyone write something like this, he thought. When he finished he couldn`t sleep thinking on all the people who wanted to kill him. Maybe live in the palace of Abu Dahala was not a good idea. Maybe the war of Abu Dahala was not a good idea as well. He thought about that during the last 15 years each night. Before that he lived in his little castle in Momox, having a quiet and easy life, but one day he decided start to travel and conquer one or two countries, which is what all the young Kings on his age do... But maybe the world was too big for him.

Before try to kill me, they will have to destroy all the kingdom.

   

The next day he woke up sweating. He didn't know what time was, but for sure it wasn't too early. Someone was knocking on the door.

-Come on! -The King said-.

Muah entered on the bedroom.

-Muah, tell me good news, please...

Muah was very direct.

-It has worked, my Lord.

-Really?

-Absolutely. We published your testament 3 hours ago and there had been 17 murders of people who wanted to kill you. Do you know what it means?

-Oh my god, it means that too much people hate me...

-Not too much, my Lord, only 17. But it means that the other 17 people, the murders of the murders, will be sentenced to death this evening.

-One moment: it means that there was 34 people who wanted to kill me?

-Only in the last 3 hours, my Lord.

-So... Is it possible that more murders appear?

-I hope so, my Lord.

-You hope so?

-Well, really I'm pretty sure that more murders will be appear.

-Oh my good...

-Don't worry, we will take every one. And today you didn't receive any note. Probably this dangerous murder was killed this morning.

He had barely started to smile with this good new when Jaber entered on the room with a letter in his hand.

-My Lord, we have another...

Muah turn to him suddenly and he motioned him to be quiet. It was too late, the King just already listened to him, and his smile had turned to a very furious face.

-Go outsite! Now!

Jaber was going out when the King scare again.

-But leave here the letter, stupid!

He read it with his old friend.

«His Royal Highness: thank you very much for the reward. Now I don't have competitors and what is more, kill you will be more satisfying when I were enyoing your fortune, your land and your women. See you tomorrow».

-What do you think, Muah?

-Probably it's a fake. It's possible that the news has been leaked and now all the citizens know it. I will not be worried abo-

-You will not be worried??? Are you kidding me???

-My Lord, getting angry is not a good idea. Try to forget it and...

-Try to forget it??? Seriously???

-We will find this guy, my Lord. I promise.

-You have 24 hours, Muah. 24 HOURS! Have you read it? He will kill me tomorrow!!!

-Keep on the palace, my Lord. We´ll try to...

-You will try???

-We will capture him, my Lord. Now keep calm.

Muah went outside and Adham keep in the room. He started to think about everything that happened this days and he decided, finally, that probably he was going to die in a few hours. But who will be the murder? And what is more, really someone was going to kill him and then request for his fortune? Probably the plan of Muah was not as crazy as he thought. Transform killing into something illegal was the best idea he ever had had. Well, technically it was not his idea, but was a good idea in any case. The plan of give all his fortune to his murder was another thing, but... Alea iacta est.

Adham knew that probably this night was going to be his last night, so he decided to spend it with the most beautiful of all his women. It was a really difficuld decision: Fareeda or Firdoos? He want to be a great experience, give the 100%, and even if he could call all of them, he preferred quality than quantity. Adham went to the Maiden’s room and after look at all of them, he announced his decision: Fareeda.

They went together to the King’s room and then he explained to her what happened.

-Fareeda, look… This is probably my last night in the world, so... I want to spend it with you.

-Thank you very much, my Lord. But maybe you want that Firdoos join us, or Ghaada, or Maraam…

-No Fareeda, I want to be with you. You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever knew. Let's do every dirty thing you ever imagine.

Firdoos stayed in the Maiden’s room, really annoyed, with the other 13 women. Adham ordered increase the supervision in this area. Probably now Firdoos or the other girls have a reason to kill him, so is better to hold them off.

The king and his lover started to have the craziest night that anyone had ever had before in Abu Dahala and part of some abroad. Fareeda had a box with 18 pills of Viagra. The recommended dose is two pills for a full effect, but Adham wanted to be sure that this night was going to be perfect and he took six first for the three first times and another eight for the nexts. After 6 hours having sexual relationships he was really tired, but his body, under the effects of the Viagra, wanted more and more. And Fareeda was an insatiable lover. In more than once Adham tried to stop, but he was easy to persuade to continue.

-Darling, I'm tired...

-Your body says another thing...

-Ok, only one more... I might die tomorrow, so let's go!

Ok, well, I didn't want, but... Let's sex!

And again, and again, and again. When he took the last pill of Viagra (he didn't need it really, but he preferred to be sure) she suggested taking handcuffs and handcuff him to the bed. He liked the idea: if he was bound he didn't have to move too much.

Fareeda closed the handcuffs and make him shock one more time. But when they was in the middle of another sexual experience, he understood what was happening there: the murder was Fareeda. She was going to kill himself after a sex session like this. In fact he was near to faint cause the ecstasy. Damn bitch, if the next day the police found his body, Fareeda would tell that was an accident and... Involuntary homicide. She will not sentenced to death -in fact she will not sentenced to anything- and she will inherit all his fortune.

-FUCKING BITCH! -He scream-.

-OH, YEAH, INSULT ME!

But he was not playing. He pushed her with his body and then tried to quit off the handcuffs. It wasn't easy, but he could do it before she stood up.

-What happen? -She asked-.

-You!! You are de killer!!

-What the hell? You are crazy! Too much sex turned you crazy!

-Don't say no, damn bitch!

He punched her and she fall in the floor. He started kicking her, who continued scared in the floor looking for help. But then someone opened the door and shot the King. The bullet went through his soldier and the King fall on the carpet of the room. He still alive. Farela stood up. Adham stayed at the floor, he was missing a lot of blood.

-Fareela, are you OK?

The voice on the other side of the door was calling the girl.

-Yes, I am. Don't you want join us?

Adham was feeling very bad. Finally he was going to die, but.. Who was his murder? He could guess it very quickly, when he entered by the door.

-Who... Who... Who the hell are you?

-Mared, my Lord.

-Mared?

-Mared, the porter. Do you remember? You met me yesterday.

-Stupid mother fucker...

-Shut up, asshole! –Fareeda screamed-.

-Fareeda... You... You...

-Well done darling -Fareeda told to Mared-. And you, stupid arrogant -said to the king now-, you are a lucky guy... Do you know how much the people of Abu Dahala suffered during the last 15 years?

-I... I...

Mared looked at him but started to talk with his partner.

-Be careful, here we are in the blind spot of the security camera.

-I know where I can deactivate it.

-Really? Oh my god, that's the reason because I love you. Come on!

Fareeda went outside and Mared stayed with the president.

-Mared...

Mared start to smoke a cigarette.

-Mared... You will not enjoy the money... I... You... You shot me, this is a murder and you will condemned to die.

Mared laughed.

-You are so stupid. You have a security camera that recorded a video of you punching and kicking Fareeda. I only was doing my job when I saw someone in the dark trying to kill another one. Probably was the King, and thanks to the alarm that they gave to all the employers I have this gun with me. Easy, Adham, easy...

-You will... You... I will avenge...

-You will avenge? Shut up, please, shut up. This is my avenger for kill all my family, my town and all in what I believed. All the people in Abu Dahala want see your corpse. I will be a hero. No, sorry, I will be a rich hero! Your palace, your fortune, your women... All will be mine.

Fareeda entered in the bedroom again.

-All the cameras are turned out now -she said-.

-Excellent.

Mared shot 10 times against the King, who died at the moment. Then he kissed Fareeda.

-We are rich, baby. Fucking rich.

But she understood something: one shoot could be justified, but not eleven.

He gave her the gun while he phoned the police to tell what happened there... But when he dialed the number he could understand, very quickly, that his plain had failed. And think about his mistake was the last thing he did, because Fareeda shot him with the three bullets left in the gun and he died at the moment.

What the fuck...???

Three days later she explained to the police her version of the story: after a long sex night together, the King had dead. The porter, who wanted the fortune, shoot the king after punch her to avoid that her could look for help, and when she could stood up had to kill Mared in auto defense. He shoot the King for be sure that the killer was himself and no the maiden, but unfortunatelly the cause of the death was too much sex.

She was the official killer of the King, but was not her fault so she wasn't condemned. She inherited all the fortune and was acclaimed for all the country. The corpse of Mared was thrown to the river -is the tradition in Abu Dahala when a porter die-, and Fareeda had a full live with the money of Adham, his palace and his maidens.