My Bride, Amazing
Chapters 13. Surprise from Khansa
“Sreeek!”
The clothes worn by the Maharani have been torn apart by Mr. Arman. The woman was hysterical, her hands were trying to maintain her shapeless clothes.
“Pak Arman! What the hell are you doing? Release me!” shouted the Empress dodged. Both of his legs kept trying to move. But his strength was far inferior to the thick-bodied man who overcame him.
“Oh! Come, Honey. I can't stand it,” said Mr. Arman who was filled with a fog of burning passion.
The Empress continued to rebel, but Mr. Arman was like a madman and did not recognize the woman before him.
“What does Mr Arman mean! I'm not Khansa, sir. I'm Maharani!” Sweat began to appear on the forehead, neck and chest of the Maharani.
His strength was almost drained even, Mr. Arman was still pushing him, the man had already taken off his shirt and pants. Leave the boxer who is still attached to cover his little brother.
“Aarrggh! Nay! Release me!” jerit Maharani's. Her dress had already been torn off from her body because Mr. Arman was pulling her roughly.
Mr. Arman has been heating up since. He could not bear to immediately make a union with the woman who was confined under him.
“Tidaaakk! Let go of me!” Maharani still thrashed in self-defense. Two of his hands resisted the attack of Mr. Arman's lips that began to go down his smooth skin.
“Brakk!”
Two burly men in brown uniforms broke through the door of the room forcefully, as the two were in a chaotic situation. Then the two policemen pointed the firearm forward, aiming at the two people on the bed.
“Pak Arman and Mrs Maharani, you we hold on to allegations of immoral transactions, this is her arrest warrant,” exclaimed other police handed arrest warrants.
Hearing the commotion, Mr. Arman slightly withdrew his consciousness. The Maharani immediately put on his clothes that were splashed on the floor. His chest was torn apart, his two hands gripping the cloth tightly covering his chest.
“Pak! This ... is not true! Please listen to my explanation. This is not as you can see,” Maharani sergeant started to panic.
“Please explain everything at the police station, Mistress!” said the police.
“Pak, really! I didn't do it. This is all just a misunderstanding, Sir!” Maharani continues to tickle. He doesn't want to admit it.
“Please describe all disclaimers at police station!” straighten up the man in uniform. He turned to his two men, giving the code to bring two people in front of him.
Mr. Arman who is still on the verge of consciousness is forced to wear full clothes. Then handcuffed and carried out of the room. As well as Maharani, although he continued to express his gratitude and refute all reports, the police officer dragged him to the police station.
Maharani lowered her head, raised both arms to cover her chest in handcuffs, flanked by two policemen.
The pace that echoes, grabbing the attention of everyone they go through. Especially seeing some police officers. Arriving at the lobby, more and more people stopped stepping just to be curious.
“Loh, the ‘kan Maharani!” appoint a middle-aged man.
The man who used to be very affectionate with the Empress. When she was young, she was a very talented movie star. Moreover, her beauty had not faded until now. Of course, some people who knew him were surprised when the former famous movie star was called by the police.
“Ooh yes it Empress!” yell at the person next to him.
“Wah, hot news nih,” timpal a woman who also knows the Maharani.
The people immediately grabbed their respective salaries, competing to record and take pictures of the Maharani who looked chaotic and messy at that time. Especially with two policemen flanking him. The maharani lowered his head, his path was accelerated to avoid the paparazzi around him.
It did not take long, the photos were widely spread in cyberspace. It even immediately became the hottest topic of the night as well.
Destroyed the self-esteem that he had been taking good care of. The reputation he desperately maintained should also be ravaged in an instant. His heart growled furiously shouting Khansa's name.
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Elsewhere, in a five-star restaurant, Fauzan was at a business banquet. Many of them came with his wife, but not with Fauzan. He had to come alone to the event.
“Lho, Zan. Why isn't Maharani coming tonight?” ask one of Fauzan's business associates.
“Oh, he is helping take care of business at the moment. So, inevitably I have to come alone,” Fauzan replied with a laugh.
“Wah, how lucky you are, Zan. Can get a wife like Maharani, the queen of movies who can be a good wife can even help her business,” decak other business associates flatter the woman.
“Iya, Zan. You're really lucky.”
A few words of praise came from the lips of his colleagues. Fauzan was soaring into the sky, proud of his wife.
Fauzan widened his laughter even more. “Yes, of course. Maharani is a very good woman. Although the queen of the film, but still carry out her obligations as a good housewife, even helping to take care of the company. I'm so proud of him,” said Fauzan puffed his chest, straightened his head staring one by one people who were amazed by his wife.
Suddenly a phone rang on Fauzan's phone. His forehead frowned, because there was only a row of numbers without the contact name listed. Afraid something bad might happen, Fauzan immediately picked up his phone. “Halo,” sweep.
“Goodnight Mr. Fauzan. We from the police, would like to inform you that at this time Mrs Maharani we are detained because of being entangled in immoral transactions. Please come immediately to the police station to take care of his administration,” explained the police chief behind the phone.
“What?!” fauzan was shocked, all eyes looking at him.
“This ... this must be something wrong, Sir,” elak Fauzan defend himself.
“Please come to the police station immediately, sir for more details. Thank you, good night.” After saying it, the phone connection was cut off unilaterally.
“Pah! Whah! Look deh. This ‘kan Maharani. Well, he's being held at the police station! Try to open hot news news, so trending topics you know,” said one of his business partner's wives staring at the screen of his phone. Women who love gossip follow almost all gossip accounts.
And sure enough, the news has spread throughout the virtual world. Everyone who was there opened their phones and laughed at Fauzan who just a few seconds ago prided himself on his wife.
Fauzan could not stand it, he immediately said goodbye with a red face. Fauzan rushed to the police station with emotion.
“What are you doing Rani?” exclaimed Fauzan when he arrived at the police station. A flash of anger emanated from the look in his eyes.
“Zan! I ... I was harmed by Khansa. Really, please get me out of here. I don't want to be here,” whine Maharani who keeps blaming Khansa.
“You mean? Hotel and news, everything Khansa did?” tanya Fauzan emphasized every sentence.
Maharani nodded quickly in response. But what happened next, Fauzan actually slapped Maharani hard.
“Awh!” hiss Maharani held one of her cheeks.
Since getting married, Fauzan has never been rude to her. Fauzan loved him very much. She couldn't believe it, and even her husband slapped her in front of many people. In an instant, all hatred was on Khansa.
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Simon who had watched all these events immediately applauded happily, “Kak Leon, my brother-in-law is really great, yes. With all these events, her stepmother will not live a quiet life anymore.”
Leon stuffed both hands into his pants pocket without a surprised expression. His wife surprises him every day.
Khansa was like a riddle that captivated her slowly. A faint smile was published, until no one noticed it.
“I go first,” said Leon breezed away, but suddenly Jihan appeared before him.
Jihan is evil, but thankfully she did not inherit her mother's intrigue. He was rude and envious, not very sweet.
Jihan still doesn't know what happened to her parents because she continues to focus on Leon, the man considered to be Khansa's sugar daddy.
Jihan pulled out a slip of a check, “Hey, sugar daddy, this money is for you and one day don't come with Khansa anymore!” he said arrogantly extending the paper.
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