My Bride, Amazing
Chapters 136. Early on

Khansa took a deep breath. Storing a lot of oxygen in his lungs. Prepare to hear whatever Aunt Fida is going to say.

"It's time Non Sasa knew it all," muttered Bibi Fida staring gently at Khansa.

Khansa's hands began to tremble, she clasped tightly onto Aunt Fida's fingers with a smile. "Auntie, whatever your Aunt wants to say, say. Sasa was ready to hear it," he said softly.

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Flashback~

Maharani and Stefanny used to be best friends when they were young. Even until they got married and had children, they were still very close. For this reason, Khansa and Yenny are also good friends.

Maharani's fate is not as lucky as Fanny, who, having a husband who loves her very much. The man also became the CEO replacing his father-in-law who had started to get sick.

Fauzan looks very dignified and so charming in the eyes of the Maharani. Envy and spite begin to gnaw at his heart, seeing the happiness of his best friend's little family. The desire to have that man is growing. He doesn't hesitate to use cunning methods to get rid of Steffany.

One night, Maharani suddenly invited him to meet at a bar with the excuse of wanting to share his story. Fanny refused, as she had never come to such a place before.

Unlike the Maharani who was indeed an artist, such a thing was common to him. Various ways were done to persuade Fanny to come. Fanny who does have a soft nature, feels bad because the Maharani continues to whine.

"Drink first, Fan. You're just coming, '" he said, offering a small glass of wine.

"But I can't drink like this, Rani. You know for yourself I'm not strong," she softly refused. "Now tell me, what's your problem. Who knows, I can help you." Fanny clasped her best friend's fingers.

Maharani began to complain about his household. He told me stories accompanied by tears. And that's quite appealing to Fanny.

"I'm not strong, Fan," said Maharani sobbing.

Stefanny hugged him, giving strength to his best friend. Even he also shed tears, hearing the heresy of his best friend's household on the brink of destruction. "If getting divorced is the best way, do it. I will always support you" said Fanny.

"Thank you, Fan. You are my best friend!" Maharani took off his embrace and downed the alcoholic drink in one gulp. "Drink a little, believe me it won't make you drunk. Look, I'm not drunk, am I?" bujuk Maharani showed that he was fine.

Initially hesitant, but seeing Maharani who did not look drunk at all, he began to gulp little by little because he appreciated Maharani. Without feeling, the glass was empty.

Not long after, Fanny's vision was broken. His head feels heavy. His body began to be unbalanced. Maharani wiped her tears with a smile full of grin. Until, Fanny's body collapsed instantly.

"I'm sorry, Fan. Your life is too perfect, so it should be given a little color." Maharani smiled cunningly putting down her empty glass. He grabs Fanny's phone, deletes her chat history and calls.

Fauzan kept calling his wife's number, it was late at night, but she never came home. The man paced back and forth in the room in frustration while listening to a phone that was not connected.

He hasn't cleaned himself since he got home from the office. Fanny's fatal mistake was forgetting to contact her husband before meeting the Maharani. Because she was too hasty to forget permission with her husband.

Until, a picture message from a foreign number entered his phone. Fauzan hurriedly opened it, his chest rumbling violently when the picture was downloaded perfectly. His wide hand gripped firmly on his flat object. His teeth were shaking so hard.

Fauzan is a jealous and possessive man. He did not allow his wife to be friends with any man. And now, he is shown an indecent photo of the wife with another man. His anger was bubbling, his chest seemed to want to explode right then and there.

Fauzan closed the door hard. His steps were rushed and full of anger. Khansa woke up from her sleep, running towards the balcony, she saw her father driving at high speed to the location listed in the photo.

"What's wrong with dad?" muttered Khansa was still standing under the darkness of the night sky.

He looked for the whereabouts of the mother in the room, but it turned out to be empty. Khansa returns to the balcony to await the arrival of her parents.

The streets were quiet, making Fauzan reach the bar, where his wife was. He hurriedly entered until he accidentally collided with someone.

"Aw!" a woman who is none other than the Empress.

"Sorry!" fauzan stretched out his hand.

"Zan," called the Maharani with a panicked face. "I got word that Fanny's at this bar" he continued to anger Fauzan.

"Where is he?" exclaim Fauzan with a deadly look. Both of his hands were tightly clenched.

Maharani pretends to find out, he argues with the receptionist. Fauzan who was already burning with jealous flames stepped firmly there. He was angry and threatened to destroy the bar if he was not told where his wife was.

One of the waiters delivered him and gave him a spare key. Fauzan took a long step, his breath hunting. The maharani followed him from behind. He could see how scary Fauzan was right now.

"Shelf!"

Fauzan opened the door violently. "Steffany!" his screams were blaring all over the room. The woman is still on the verge of consciousness. The alcoholic drink really made him drunk, Maharani gave the drink with a high alcohol content.

Fauzan stepped in haste and kicked the man who was beating his wife. Roughly Fauzan pulled Fanny's arm. His clothes were still intact, only that part of his arm was slightly torn apart.

"Aaaahh, sick, Mas," cried Fanny who was dragged forcibly by Fauzan. She memorized the voice of her husband even though his gaze was still foggy and the head was like being hit by a very large hammer.

Fauzan was still silent without a sound. He dragged the footsteps of Fanny who was shaken violently. Both of the women's legs were injured. But Fauzan seemed to have closed his eyes. The man opens the car door and blows Fanny away heartlessly. Maharani smiled with satisfaction at him.

Khansa was still curled up on the balcony waiting for her parents to arrive. Almost an hour of night wind hit his little body. But he doesn't care. Khansa was afraid something might happen to her father and mother.

Until a white fortune-teller car entered the courtyard of his house. Khansa immediately stood up with sparkling eyes. "Dad, mom!" he cried with a big smile.

"It hurts, Mom!" fanny groaned quietly for fear of waking the house person. Especially his father and his favorite daughter.

Khansa ran out, peeking out from behind the wall. He could see his mother in pain being dragged up the stairs. He wanted to come but he was scared too.

Fauzan hurled his wife violently. Then shut the door and lock it. Khansa ran to put her ears on the door. He heard his father cursing, scolding and yelling at his mother.

Fanny cried and defended herself. But Fauzan's angry cries were more domineering. Sometimes Khansa hears the sound of a blow. The man doesn't believe in all of Stefanny's explanations. Khansa's body trembled in fear, and she ran to her room and cried.

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The next day, Fauzan left for the office early in the morning. He passed the Empress at the door, who reasoned to visit Fanny.

"Good morning, Zan," he said in a spoiled tone.

"Hmmm!"

"Eh, just a minute. This is your tie's a mess!" The maharani brought his body closer. It's hardly even far away. Both of his hands were busy justifying the knot of the Fauzan tie. The smell of Maharani's body rushes to his sense of smell. Her sexy body stands out due to the tight dress she wears.

"Already," said the woman took a few steps back.

"Thank you!" sahut Fauzan flat.

"Yeah, Zan. I have time later tonight if you want me to have a drink. I, too, am sorry for Fanny," said Maharani wistfully.

Without answering, Fauzan breezed off to the office. Although ignored, Maharani will continue to be determined to get his best friend's husband.

That morning, Fanny did not leave the room. He also told Khansa or his father not to come to see him. Because his physical and mental condition is really bad. The husband she loved so much did not believe her at all.

Aunt Fida cried at her mistress' condition. Fanny told me everything she remembered. When unconscious, he himself did not know how to be in a room with foreign men.

"Prophey yes, Madam. Hopefully the problems that befall the mistress will be resolved soon. And you trust the mistress completely" said Aunt Fida wiping her tears. One hand was busy compressing Fanny's face filled with bruises and bruises from her husband.

"Bi, if one day I go, please take care of Sasa for me, Bi. Love her like a Aunt's son. I don't know until when I can look after her" Fanny said in a weak voice accompanied by tears that continued to flow in both corners of her eyes.

Aunt Fida shook her head, "No! Madam don't talk like that. We'll take care of Non Sasa together until he grows up. Madam can definitely get through it all." Aunt Fida said with tears in her eyes.

Fanny closed her eyes, feeling the tightness and pain that was raining down on her heart. The sobs of the two women were mutual. Aunt Fida hugged Fanny affectionately. The middle-aged woman who looked after Fanny since she was young. They are very close, like mother and child.

"Fanny!" maharani exclaims through Stefanny's room.

He put on a surprised and concerned face. Pretending to know nothing. Maharani sat on the edge of the bed, Aunt Fida also resigned.

"Geez, Fan. What the hell's going on? Why is it like this?" pekik Maharani's.

"Where were you going last night, Ran? I don't know, suddenly in the room with a foreign man" Fanny muttered blankly.

"Huh? How could? I'm sorry, Fan. Yenny cried last night from fear. So I hurried home. I'm sorry, I didn't know that you got this way" Maharani said with all her hypocrisy masks.

Her tears flowed back. This is the first time Fauzan has been rude to her. Previously the man had always been gentle and affectionate. But because of that, everything changed.

"Fanny, I'm sorry. I was wrong. Because of me, you become like this," exclaimed the Maharani let out his cultural tears.

Stefanny breathed softly, "Here you go, it's all happening."

"I'll make you some porridge, Fan." Maharani wants to get out of his seat. However, Fanny immediately grabbed his arm.

"No need. Aunt Fida's going to get everything ready" Fanny stared at her best friend.

"Please, let me take care of you. To make amends for all my mistakes, Fan. If you don't want to, it means you don't forgive me" Maharani said forcefully.

"Well if it's not a hassle, thank you."

Maharani soon moved, he was so excited about struggling in the kitchen to make porridge for Stefanny. Aunt Fida also forbade it, but the Empress said that this was a request from the hostess.

Aunt Fida suspected that she accidentally saw the woman putting the powder into the pot she was stirring. His forehead shriveled deeply, he hid behind the door.

After fifteen minutes, the Maharani delivered the porridge to Stefanny. He even bribed her. While Aunt Fida, take the powder wrapper that was put in the trash.

"What's this?" he murmured because he felt foreign to the object.

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