The Love of the Maharani

Nice to Meet You, Sella!

After the prayer, Daffa invited Anna to go back down to the party room. But Anna was confused, because after the ablution earlier, the makeup decorated by Mbak Anggi in fact somewhat faded.

Anna is not used to decorating. Usually when she wants to go out of the house, Anna just coats her face with suncream, and powder. With a little polish moisturizing natural colored lips.

In the handbag that Anna brought from home, she only carried the powder she used to wear, as well as her natural lipgloss.

Anna bit the tip of her own lips. A little sorry for not being able to more skillfully decorate yourself. At that time he was determined to see the show tutorial makeup on yutup. So that if she had to accompany Daffa to an official event like this, at least she did not make her husband embarrassed to be thought to have invited babu.

"What's wrong with you, honey?" Daffa noticed Anna who looked hesitant looking at the contents in her handbag.

"Mm. I just brought lipgloss powder with me, Daff. uh! Darling.." Anna poured her problems into Daffa.

"Yes.. Continues to?" Daffa gave Anna a confused look.

"Well, that's the problem. Make up the results of the makeup of Mbak Anggi this afternoon is now faded. I can't touch up to the maximum!" Anna complained a little.

"You're still pretty, honey.." Daffa encouraged Anna.

Making his wife so back to blushing shame made.

"Don't fight, Daff!" Anna avoided Daffa's eyes while speaking.

"Ehh? I'm not incompetent, Original, Honey.. You are still beautiful. You can't see yourself in the mirror? Your eyes are so minus?" Daffa seduces Anna.

"Hey! My eyes are healthy, you know!"

"Oh yeah?? Try here where do I take a closer look??"

Daffa suddenly cupped Anna's face in both of his big hands. And Anna was immediately faced with the handsome face of her husband.

Two eyes were also staring at each other. Between brown eyes and hazelnut eyes. Immediately Anna felt an electric current electrocute something that was within the core of her soul.

Anna immediately lowered her head, feeling unable to linger with her husband. He was afraid that Daffa would be able to capture the deepest secrets he kept. About her feelings for her husband.

It's stupid, isn't it? Daffa had told her that her husband loved her. But with the shadow of the woman named Tasya, inexplicably Anna still felt hard to confess her feelings to Daffa.

Sometimes love is hard to understand, right?

Meanwhile, Daffa thought Anna was saddened by not being able to rework herself like when they got here. That is why he also gave advice.

"Judek.. How are we going to Aunt Soraya's room? Hope the aunt is still in the room. So later you borrow make up with aunt. Tomorrow I will buy you the most beautiful and complete makeup equipment. So, don't be sad anymore, honey?" Daffa tried to comfort Anna.

Immediately Anna raised her head. I was excited and pleased with the attention of her husband.

"Thank you, dear.." Anna said as she scattered herself to embrace Daffa.

"It's okay.. The important thing is you're happy, I'm happy too.."

After a few seconds, still with her hands wrapped around Daffa's stomach, Anna turned her head.

"But it doesn't have to be expensive, Daff. uh, honey! Or let me buy it myself. Do you know what makeup to buy?" Anna asked defiantly.

"Well, I'll just tell Bella to buy everything. Easy right?" Daffa answered with a slanted smile.

"Ckk.. know who's boss mah.." Anna clucked in envy.

"Udah ah's. We're going to Aunt Soraya's room right now? Afraid, Auntie has been to the party room how is it?"

"Eh yes. Come on, come on! A minute!"

Anna suddenly just ran small to stand in front of the mirror attached to the wall. The size of the mirror was exactly as tall as Anna's body. So he could see his appearance. He then patted slowly there and here until he felt his appearance was quite neat. And then he slipped into the arm of Daffa that had been protruding towards him since then.

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Anna's hair is no longer braided, but left to be broken. His long, wavy black hair was only decorated with orchid clasps that Anna had been wearing. The clasp of the orchid to clamp the two hairpins on Anna's left and right sides until it collects on the back of her head.

At first Anna did not like her hairstyle that was allowed to unravel. But, after the advice of Daffa, and also the help of Aunt Soraya in the end Anna would not want to let her hair loose.

Upon returning to the party room, Anna realized that almost all the eyes in the room were on her.

Anna is feeling groggy. He oun slightly tightened his position until it stuck to Daffa's arm. He ceaselessly lowered his gaze, because he felt uneasy with all the judging views that were fixed on him.

"Brave your soul, Anna (give your soul, Anna)! I'm here with you (i'm here with you)..." Whisper Daffa then.

Immediately Anna straightened her gaze. In his heart he rebuked himself.

'Why do I feel ashamed? I've done nothing wrong. Wasn't this meeting what I was hoping to happen? So I should have taken this opportunity to know and get to know all the Daffa families!' Anna bathes.

Anna finally established herself to behave as she was. Anna follows Daffa's steps by introducing her to all of her uncles, aunts, cousins, Zion's father's colleagues, and her cloth significant others who become business colleagues at Zi Tech's company.

Until Anna finally began to feel tired on her heels that were too long to stand. He was then invited to sit by Daffa on one of the sofas on the other side of the party room.

"You thirsty, honey? I'll get you a drink, right? Orange Juice is ok?" Ask Daffa.

"May, dear.." said Anna not at length. Then Daffa said goodbye to pick up the drink at their nearest table, about ten steps away from where Anna was sitting.

However, shortly after Daffa left to grab a drink, Anna's ears suddenly heard the unpleasant chatter spoken by Daffa's two cousins.

The two female cousins of Daffa were Anna named Elma and Sari, the duo of sisters, the children of one of her uncles Daffa.

This is the conversation of the two...

"Basar cheap chick! The dam! Don't know yourself! I married Daffa, still playing with other men! Same brothel*ur anyway!" Elma.

"The name is also a village girl, sister. His behavior must also be a village!" Sahut Sari's.

"Dreams. What did Daffa see from that girl! There's nothing good! Win pretty doang, cih, free. At most also his face the results of a putty oplasan here and there. Look, where's a girl's nose like that? That's a real imitation nose!" Elma's back.

Anna felt furious. He stared at it with a fierce view of two cool women with a bully named not far from where he sat. Anna clearly realized that the two women had deliberately mocked her until she heard their sneers.

'What imitation noses? My nose is real, I don't have my brains let alone imitation!' Anna grumbled sadly. Unknowingly, Anna held the tip of her own nose. Feeling happy because his nose is already good without the need to go through the oplas and putty here and there, as the two Daffa cousins sneered.

"Don't mind their words. They are jealous of you.."

A woman's voice suddenly disturbs Anna's daydream about the authenticity of her nose. Anna turned her face to the left, and found another Daffa cousin.

"Mm.." Anna forgot the woman's name.

"Sella's. Call me Sella." Sella reminded Anna.

"Oh! Aye! Sorry, Sela. There's too many names coming into my brain tonight, so it's been an overload" Anna said.

Sella laughed crisply. "Haha. You're funny, Anna. Can we be friends?" Let Sella extend a hand.

Actually Anna wanted to ask Daffa first about who and who should he be aware of in this Zion family. As he had accidentally heard from the chatter of Daffa and Aunt Soraya on the way to the mansion earlier. That there is an internal conflict that is enveloping the Zion family at this time. And it seems that the conflict is also quite strange. When viewed from the expression of Daffa in the car earlier.

But then Anna remembered someone's words. We can be friends with anyone. But to make a friendship, we have to really sort it out. Do not let us wrongly set a secret pocket in the wrong hands, so that later the person we consider a friend will even be our greatest enemy.

Finally Anna returned Sella's hand with a friendly smile.

"Alright, Sella. Nice to meet you! (It's nice to meet you!)"

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