My Bride, Amazing
Chapters 11. Maharani Plan
Simon who had been ignited by emotion moved quickly. He walked long with the bottle in his hand. However, Leon's hand was no less quick to hold him.
Simon turned his head, his gaze down on Leon's tight grip on his arm, “Wait! Don't be rash,” assault Leon in a low tone.
Although the rumble in his chest had already exploded. It felt like immediately pulling Khansa in her arms right then and there. However, he also wondered what Khansa was doing at the moment. As much as possible Leon suppresses his feelings.
“Kak! She's Brother's wife, you know. Why wasn't he hit by it anyway? Let me teach them both a lesson if you don't want to!” simon's spray is still filled with emotion.
Their brotherhood is so close. Protect each other, take care of each other since childhood. Not letting anyone hurt any of them. Especially Simon, as Young Master Kawindra who ruled in the area. He couldn't accept that Leon, his older cousin, was being played by a woman like Khansa.
“Calm down, sit down first. Let's see what they're gonna do. I'll finish it my own way if they do something. I'm sure Khansa isn't that kind of woman. She's a fine woman,” bela Leon calmly.
The gaze of his eagle's eyes begged Simon to listen. Even his hand still gripped Simon's arm tightly. Because it could be ascertained, if the man had gone berserk indiscriminately, no matter who it would be beaten up mercilessly.
“Hhhh. Never mind Brother has fallen in love with him,” snorted Simon sighed long, inexhaustible with his cousin's brother.
“Ssttt! Do not be noisy, sit quietly and we observe from here,” said Leon pulled Simon's arm to sit back next to him.
Although the man grumbled finally according. While Hansen had only observed the interaction of his two feuding brothers. He did have a calmer nature among the three of them. Sipping the wine casually, then turning to pay attention to Khansa from their seats.
Early in the morning, Khansa came to Isvara's house alone. He said goodbye to the butler, because Leon and grandma were still sleeping. Don't want to disturb them.
He did not say where he was going, but he was in a hurry. Do not forget to wear a veil that partially closes his face. But her hair was broken, waving beautifully along with the morning breeze.
Once there, Fauzan and Maharani were waiting for his arrival. They forced Khansa to come to the bar that had been promised to Mr. Arman.
“Khansa, I don't want to know. Later in the night you should come and apologize for what you have done to Mr. Arman. Ye know? Isvara company will suffer a huge loss because of you!” fauzan insisted as they sat in the living room.
Thankfully Jihan wasn't there either. He was very lazy if he had to fight again with his half-brother. It was a waste of energy, he thought.
“Iya, Yah.” Khansa nodded, her eyes flat. What else can be said besides. Because it is useless, any explanation will not be heard either.
“Let me drive you later. You've ruined everything. I have to make sure myself, if you apologize properly,” Maharani continued haughtily. Put one foot on the other. His cynical face underestimated Khansa.
Khansa exhales violently, “Iya.” Briefly he answered.
Then he went to his grandfather's room after Fauzan left for the office. Without caring about the Maharani. As usual, Khansa will perform acupuncture treatment on old bodies that are still lying weakly on the mattress.
Khansa spent all day treating and taking care of her grandfather. The focus is only on his recovery. Khansa didn't even contact Leon at all.
Until nightfall, Maharani knocks on the door of his room hard. “Khansa! Hurry up, don't be late!” pekik Maharani was impatient.
Khansa opened her bedroom door, staring intently at her stepmother without saying a word. He then closed the door and walked ahead of the Empress majestically.
Up ahead, the car was ready to drive the two employers to the 1998 bar. Throughout the journey Maharani continued to lecture Khansa how he would behave. The girl sat quietly. Throw a glance out the window, occasionally responding to Maharani's cerocos with the word “iya”.
“Come down! I will keep an eye on you, so that you do not mess it up again,” exclaimed Maharani brandishing her index finger to warn.
Khansa rolled her eyes lazily. He immediately stepped down to keep both feet in the bar court. All her life, this was the first time Khansa had set foot in a place like this.
His eyes probed, then walked after the Maharani. The atmosphere was not too crowded, it was still too early for them to enjoy the bar. Usually, the later, the more crowded.
It's not hard to find that bloated man. The smell of alcohol accompanied by dense cigarette smoke began to penetrate the Khansa veil, striking in his sense of smell.
“Goodnight Mr Arman, have you waited a long time?” Maharani was stale while sitting in front of Mr. Arman even though without any welcome.
“Khansa! Come sit!” exclaim Maharani with a little emphasis. Khansa sat down beside the Maharani.
“Hemmm ... New come you guys?” mr. Arman said with a heavy voice.
Maharani nudged Khansa's arm, because from then on the girl just kept quiet. As Khansa glanced at her stepmother, Maharani swerved.
“Live it, Sir. We came here to apologize to Mr. Arman for the incident the other day,”, Khansa said without further ado. He wanted to go home soon and refused to linger there.
Khansa opened her eyes. She may want to sacrifice herself again. Khansa immediately devised a plan quickly in his brain, in case bad possibilities occurred.
Mr. Arman was still very upset when he remembered almost being attacked by a wolf dog because of Khansa. He poured a glass of wine in front of Khansa. “Drink Khansa, after that we'll have fun. Hahaha!”
Khansa pushed back the glass. “Sorry, I can't drink wine,” refused Khansa firmly.
“Come, sample a little. You'll be hooked after Khansa!” exclaim the old man.
Khansa kept his stance. He refused firmly. Then the Maharani whispered something into Mr. Arman's ear.
“Pak Arman, think of another more interesting idea to reply Khansa,” whispered. Khansa squinted her eyes.
Mr. Arman thought for a moment, until a moment later an idea in his brain. His head looked up, leading to Khansa. “Then I ask you to dance on the pole, Khansa,” exclaimed Mr. Arman grinning at the pole to dance in front. Maharani waited to witness the spectacle.
“By pleasure,” said Khansa then went to the pole on stage and started immediately.
The white dress she was currently wearing, did not bother her at all. Every Khansa movement is able to bewitch all the spectators who are there. Everyone in the room looked at him. They were fascinated by Khansa's beautiful dance. Leon and his brothers were no exception.
“Ckckckck! It turns out that Kak Leon's surrogate bride has a million charms, it's worth Brother always at home. And I don't want women here. Hahaha,” decak Simon amazed taunting Leon.
Leon did not respond. He continued to look at Khansa who did have his own charm for him.
A pat landed on Leon's shoulder, making him slightly jump. “How? Do you want to beat up Mr. Arman?” ask Hansen. Leon just smiled smirk replied to him.
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After seeing the dance, Mr. Arman's passion again churned. He immediately booked a room in a hotel there, then pulled Khansa into the room.
Khansa agreed and went into the room with Mr. Arman. In front of the door of the luxurious room, the Empress was already waiting for them.
“Wait a minute, Sir. I want to talk to Khansa,” pinta Maharani. Mr. Arman. He immediately went into the room first.
“Remember ya Khansa, don't mess around again this time!” maharani's exclamation crept Khansa's skinny arm. The girl only shone a sharp look at her stepmother. Her lips were perfectly clenched. Then Maharani pushed him in a bit and closed the door.
Mr. Arman was a little hasty and immediately lunged as soon as the door was closed, Khansa held the man's chest with both hands. “Wait a minute, I want to shower first. My body was sticky after dancing earlier,” said Khansa reasoned. His hand pushed, until the man retreated a few steps.
Mr. Arman was impatient and almost squeezed him, “Beauty, let me kiss you,” said Mr. Arman with a voice getting heavier.
Khansa managed to dodge, “Pak Arman, do not rush, anyways I can not escape. I'm going to take a shower first.” He immediately stepped into the bathroom.
“Mandi together, yes?” shouted Mr. Arman following him from behind.
However, Khansa immediately locked the bathroom door as soon as it went inside. He was disgusted by the old man. Helaan breathed a sigh of relief he exhaled.
But, a moment later Khansa moved quickly because she felt that someone else was in the bathroom!
Khansa held a silver needle and turned to thrust it into the person's body.
Quickly also a large hand whose hand muscles are clearly visible immediately immediately hold the slender wrist of Khansa, then press it against the wall, “Mistress Sebastian, you are really friendly to me.”
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