My Bride, Amazing
Chapter 63. Contrition
“Enough!” tekik Jihan who was careless listening to the quarrel of her parents. It's not the first time, they're fussing over something. Even a small thing is always exaggerated.
This time, Jihan was fed up enough. The day that should have been his day of happiness, must be forcibly snatched.
“You two always fight. Are you not aware? You guys make my head even more want to break! Where is your conscience? Instead of being concerned, it adds to the problems and burdens of the mind! You're selfish!” yang Jihan looked at her parents alternately.
Maharani and Fauzan were silent for a moment. They realize it's too much, fighting in front of him when Jihan's condition is not okay.
“Sorry dad, Ji. I'm just annoyed with your mother who always makes trouble and becomes the culprit of trouble,” elak Fauzan defends himself and throws blame on his wife.
The maharani certainly did not accept. He ruffled his waist, his index finger pointed at Fauzan's chest. “Heh! Ngaca dong you! You also played a part in tonight's show. Don't you think it's anyone! But can't self-intrope!” pekik Maharani's.
The three of them did not realize that they were still the center of attention of the invited guests. Plus the quarrel Fauzan and his wife increasingly make them enthusiastic.
“Nevent suspect yes, all this time we see it is not like reality,” muttered a middle-aged woman.
“Iya, yes. They always look harmonious. But it turns out, ckckck!” the other woman shook her head.
While sitting on the chair, also eating some desserts provided on the table, they continued to pay attention to the chaotic-looking Isvara family.
“It looks like the quotes I once heard are true deh,” muttered curly haired girl while feeding food to her mouth.
“Apaan?” sambar's friend was curious.
“Don't judge a book by it's cover. I see the real evidence. Behind the harmony of Fauzan the same Maharani, in fact not as shown so far,” babble the girl.
“Shelf!” Jihan kicked the table very hard with a hunting breath.
“You want to fight until how many rounds? No sympathy in your hearts for me?” jehan's cry again made Fauzan speechless.
The Empress hugged Jihan's head. “Sorry, sorry mom. Mother does not mean,” said Maharani regretted and hugged her daughter.
“Sorry father, Ji,” continued Fauzan lowered his head. They realized that the two quarrels further hurt her daughter's feelings.
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Meanwhile in a tightly closed room ….
Hendra looked back at his phone screen. He read a row of letters on the flat object. A letter from the hospital, Khansa's examination, stated that Khansa was a virgin. Because Hendra is very sure that Khansa is a bad woman who has a lot of savings.
“This is impossible!” Hendra shook his head. He has reread it several times, but the results remain the same. Khansa is a virgin.
“Why is it not possible? You are the one who believes too much in the incitement of others without finding out the truth first, Hendra!” khansa said cynically.
Hendra again scrolled the time and date of the examination. Again he was stunned because the letter was only issued yesterday.
“You want to see the original letter? Wait.” Khansa grabbed a white envelope in front of which was the Kop of a famous hospital. Khansa pressed the paper on Hendra's chest. “Nih, read! until you get cataracts, the results will be the same. And this can be tested for authenticity, just come to the hospital if you don't believe it. I just did a check yesterday!” khansa folded both of her arms.
“But I've seen you spend the night with a guy, Sa!” Hendra's voice was rising. He felt that what he saw was not wrong, after being shown several photos of Khansa's relationship with a man.
“Hng! I've never done anything with that man other than help treat him, Hendra! Your brain has been washed by Jihan, so what you see is always right in your eyes!” pekik Khansa threw a sharp look.
“Who guarantees you don't do anything? It's just being alone between a man and a woman. It's impossible if you don't do anything!” berang Hendra who is still muddled with his thoughts.
Khansa, who had been very furious since then, slapped a very hard slap on Hendra's cheek. His palm until it feels hot and numb so hard.
“I can take care of myself. And I still have my pride, not justifying everything for the sake of my pleasure alone, even to survive even once over the years, I can rely on my abilities without selling myself as you accuse me to, fuck!” khansa shouted in anger.
His chest rolled waves of anger ready to hit anything. His breathing roared violently, his two beautiful eyes were like fire spears that were ready to attack right then and there.
Hendra felt pain in his chest. It was as if being squeezed by invisible hands upon seeing Khansa's anger like that. It would be foolish if all this time he was so easily deceived by Jihan's incitement.
The two men's eyes turned red, he grabbed Khansa's hands while resting in front of her. Hendra shed his tears of regret.
“Sorry to me, Sa. Sorry for not believing you. Sorry I hurt you too much, sorry,” muttered he lowered his head deeply with both shoulders shaking.
Despite the pain in her heart, Khansa felt numb. It was not easy to melt with just the tears of the man. Even if we cry blood. His heart will not be touched.
Hendra raises his head, “Sa, I'm sorry. Can we start from the beginning? I want us back together, Sa. I promise I will always believe in you,” said Hendra pleading, still kneeling in front of Khansa.
The girl lowered her gaze, smiling cynically with a cold look at Hendra, “There is one thing I want to ask.”
Hendra feels Khansa paved the way for their relationship. He immediately stood up, “What is that, Sa? Say!” he said enthusiastically.
“Obviously why did you set me up?” khansa asked Hendra to frown.
“Means?” ask the man back.
“Why did you tell everyone that I pushed grandpa off the stairs?” Khansa pressed every sentence. Every cold note made Hendra's feather stand up.
“Sa, I .. I'm really sorry. I'm really sorry, Sa.” Hendra stood up, switched the conversation and did not answer.
“That's not what I want to hear, Hendra! What's the reason you did it all the same to me?” khansa Sentak very hard. Hendra moved his eyeballs to and fro because he was confused how to find an excuse. Hendra remained silent for a while.
“Cih! I've guessed. Once a coward is a coward. Once a traitor is a traitor. I'm really disappointed in you, Hendra. The person I thought of as my angel and protector turned around stabbing me to the point of turning me upside down to face the rigors of living alone. I'm really disappointed in you, asshole! I hate you to my veins and the roar of my breath!”
Khansa shouted expressing her disappointment. Hendra deeply regrets his actions. But all useless. Khansa's heart was untouched. Khansa pushed Hendra's chest firmly, then ran towards the door, turning the key.
“Sasa,” Hendra called Khansa in a hoarse voice, “Is there no longer a possibility for us to be together?” As if he had no face, Hendra still dared to say it.
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