My Bride, Amazing
Chapter 78. Khansa's Emergence
In the photo that Emily uploaded, both of them looked very beautiful. Their white skin is clearly emblazoned, especially on the arms. Because the dress they wear is a kind of sleevless or sleeveless dress. Khansa's long, black hair is beautifully draped there.
Emily is one of the members of the entertainment world, she has millions of loyal followers following her every activity. Plus Khansa which is now in the spotlight of netizens, in just a few seconds soon became a trending topic.
Many have re-shared the photo. Not only netizens, including the accounts of lambe turah who compared the news from last night with the photo. Of course accompanied by a caption that invites the attention of netizens +62.
“Try to look carefully, this is very different from the same photo that was as wide as last night,” one of the media crew expressed his opinion.
“Yes right, in the indecent photo there is a rose tattoo on his arm. While here does not exist,” said the others.
“Her skin is also whiter Khansa, which in the photo semalem darker even tend to tan. Her hair is a little wavy too. This is definitely not Khansa!” another crew member pointed firmly at his phone. Almost all of them agree with these statements.
They were all busy comparing photos of Khansa carefully. Because his face was not clearly exposed, only visible from the side. They can compare the physical characteristics captured on camera.
“The nose is different, the real Khansa is very sharp. One photo, the nose is not a quarter!” the other chirps made everyone laugh.
The netizens began to comment on the beauty of Khansa and there were also those who discussed the matter of Khansa, they began to insinuate Maharani and Fauzan.
“Eh continues who dong who could slander Khansa? Wah this must be traced, because of defamation.” The defense began to appear.
“Truly, really, maybe we should interview Khansa after returning from Bali later.”
“So much money that makes false accusations. As a woman, I am very hurt. Moreover, Khansa,” said one female journalist.
“The west has fallen down the stairs, hit the got anyway. Had been maligned that cruel, uh his father cut off family relations. Ckckck!”
After drawing conclusions, the media men raised their heads. They again focused on Fauzan and Maharani who were still standing on the podium with a look of confusion.
“Mr Fauzan! How's it? You as a father don't even recognize his own daughter!” a journalist insinuated it.
“True, even you with the establishment broke off the family relationship with Khansa. Though it is definitely not Khansa!”
Fauzan was asked a question just silence. He gulped his mouth nervously. Can't answer their questions.
“Master Isvara! Where is your conscience? Though at this time, Khansa must be very bad with this slanderous news. He needs support from the closest family. But what are you doing, Sir? Your decision actually makes it worse,” quipped one media scathingly.
“Iya! Should you know your daughter better than anyone else? You're his father isn't it?” The words are getting more sarcastic.
Fauzan wiped away the sweat that started popping on his forehead with a handkerchief. Even though the room has dozens of ACs that are lit. The cold air in the room was not at all felt for Fauzan. He felt stuffy, even to the point of unbuttoning his suit.
“Rani! Check mobile!” fauzan whispered to the woman beside him.
“Ee .. yes,” said Maharani grabbed her phone and opened her instagram.
He himself compared it to the photo he uploaded last night. His hands were already trembling and sweating coldly. The new Empress realized the indecent photo was fake and the woman inside was not Khansa!
“Where?” whispered Fauzan turning his body towards the Maharani.
“Iya, this is not Khansa,” whispered Maharani back.
Fauzan glared, “How can!” The man's emotions almost gushed out, but was restrained from realizing the entire media was still glaring at the two of them. Maharani spread his shoulders, not understanding how all his plans failed.
“Eee .. looks like today's press conference is enough. Thank you for the presence of all the media. Good day.” Maharani immediately ended the press conference that afternoon before being showered with blasphemies and questions that cornered them.
“Loh why is it terminated? This has not met the bright spot, Mrs Isvara,” welcome the media simultaneously.
Maharani did not answer him, Fauzan turned around and left the podium. The maharani immediately followed behind him.
“Kok left anyway? The master! Madam! We need clarification, woy!” shouted a man who was careless with the couple, wanting to feel like he threw aqua in his hand, but undo it when he regained consciousness. He felt that both men were irresponsible. The man pulled and exhaled violently.
The media members have now switched to gossiping about the two of them. Everyone is disappointed.
Jihan herself was curious to see the commotion, she immediately opened her phone and looked dumbfounded when she saw the comments below the Khansa photo. Not just thousands, but tens of thousands. There hasn't been an hour.
Fauzan and Maharani were still near the podium, but stayed away from the standmic so that their conversation could not be heard.
“Ran, how can something like this happen?” he exclaimed in frustration.
“I don't know myself, Zan,” replied Maharani biting her lower lip. His eyes moved here and there, he was confused himself.
“Huuft!” Fauzan took a long breath. “You used your connection to find out who the mastermind who uploaded the indecent photo was for ruining my reputation! Just be careful if caught, I will not give mercy!” The man even thought only of his reputation without any concern for Khansa. Really bad dad.
Maharani's heart was pounding, his chest was rumbling, his body had stiffened and opened its eyes repeatedly. He did not dare to imagine that until Fauzan knew that he was the mastermind behind all this.
“Heh, Rani! What are you thinking? You're not the one I was talking about?” Fauzan patted Maharani's shoulder to disperse his daydream.
“Eh, yes, yes. I'm horrified. Here I immediately find out through my connection! You take it easy,” said Maharani remained calm and pretended to agree to Fauzan's request.
Fauzan rubbed his face violently, while the other hand ruffled his waist. Inexhaustible, his life is often dragged into problems like this. His brain was only thinking about how to get his name back clean.
Jihan got up from her seat, then ran emotionally close to her parents. “Bu! Why isn't Khansa rolling? Why is he even okay and a vacation to Bali?” cetus Jihan on Maharani without concern for the surroundings. He slipped while pointing at the phone in his hand.
Connect~
Oath ya in this chapter I shadow Fauzan cake Doddy S. which **** 🤣🤣Maap Pak Doddy. If in the real world there is no you, I'm sure a father like Fauzan only exists in the fictional world. But Mr. D open my eyes that Fauzan is very similar to Pak D 😭 and indeed exists in the real world. Astagfirullah...
*You know what Thor is? lebai... cave do not know mr. doddy tuh 😒.
🌶Engg... gausah know deh 😂.