The Love of the Maharani

Paparazzi Circle

In one of the bars in Jakarta...

"How's the old weasel doing?" Asked a young man with an oriental face.

"Still alive" replied the young woman sitting next to the young man.

"Damn! I stabbed him with all my might. The old weasel still won't budge!" Umpat annoyed the young man, while downing white wine, directly from the bottle.

Hearing the young man's words, the woman frowned in dislike.

"You should be careful what you say, Frans!" Tegur the woman. "Every wall has ears and a mouth that can spread your words everywhere!" Add the advice of the woman.

Frans was indifferent. He drank white wine as he wished. His heart was already upset when he found out that the great Lord Zion could still be saved after the stabbing attempt he had made.

Recollected by Frans, the events of that night..

Flash back last night at the birthday party..

"Papa sent me to ask for a better policy on Om, regarding the security project at Angke Port. So, how's Om?" Ask Frans to Zion's Dad.

Zion's father was about to go to the restroom when suddenly General Sihombing's son appeared and intercepted him. In the end they both chatted in one of the guest rooms on the first floor.

"Tell my apologies to your Papa. The Zi Tech company cannot provide security services for something that is included in the black book" Zion's father said calmly.

(Black books mean illegal)

Frans clenched both of his hands at the side, feeling annoyed. However, he was reminded of the value of success he could get if he managed to get hold of the Zi Tech Security Team for his transaction process with illegal tycoons from China.

Finally Frans was trying to hold back his emotions.

"We are ready to pay whatever the cost. Of course for a comparable and decent price for a security that Om can provide," Frans again persuaded.

"My decision remains the same. Zion Tech only serves transactions on white paper (legal/official). No matter what the payment, I will always uphold the integrity of this company as a legal, professional, and have high credibility," Zion's father said.

Zion's father then turned away from Frans and wanted to get out of the room first. He felt that there was nothing more to talk about with the young man behind him.

However, Frans suddenly took the fruit knife that was on the nightstand, and threw it towards Zion's father. Zion's father had seen the movement of Frans through a mirror hanging on the wall in front of him.

However, dear sekaki. The movement was not fast enough, so the knife was still pierced into his waist. He then fell down, with his head hitting the table and finally ended up in a prone position, unconscious.

Frans, in a panic, immediately contacted someone he knew who lived in this house. And the woman he knew wanted to help him. And set a trap for Anna.

Flash back done.

"Let's calm.. No one would dare say anything to anyone in this place. Aren't you the owner, Beautiful?" Frans said it was easy.

"Stay away. You should be better able to keep that mouth of yours from making out. And cut back on your drinks for a while. Your mistake will even video your own confession of last night. If so, I'm not sure I can help you anymore!" Continue, said the woman.

Frans still remained indifferent, disregarding the advice of his girlfriend. He even deliberately wrestled spoiled to the side of the woman's body. Making the woman beside him instantly disgusted and stood up.

The woman regained her appearance. She straightened her burgundy work skirt. Also tightened back the blazer studs he was wearing. After all, the people in the mansion had to see him looking like someone who had just returned home from work.

When the woman felt her appearance had returned neat, she then returned to face Frans, who now looked drunk. In her eyes, it was clearly seen disgusting when she saw Frans who was running down.

'Junk!' swearing the woman in the heart.

And then the woman finally said goodbye.

",i have to go home. I'll give you news about Zion's father. In the meantime, you should be careful and avoid appearing in public. You should also get ready to execute Uncle Zion, if at any time he wakes up. But I don't want to get involved in that."

"The second stage plan, will start tomorrow afternoon!" Say the woman back .

With the position of the head lying on the back of the sofa he sat on, and both eyes that looked calm closed tightly, Frans again replied. "Yes.. Yep.. Princess master!" Sahut Frans.

***

Tasya hopes to return to Nevarest with Daffa, Zizi, his father and his older sister Anna. He wanted to see the happy face of Mother Rani Elva when he brought Sister Anna back to Nevarest.

'Mommy will be so happy!' tasya thought at the time.

And while waiting for news of Anna's sister, Tasya also wants to make a calculation on Frans and whoever framed her last night. He would not let anyone accuse him of doing something he did not do. What's more, this is a criminal act.

Arriving at the campus, Tasya through his lectures as usual. Thank goodness she made up with her best friend Karina last night. So this finger, he and Karina had started talking again just like they used to.

Although Tasya also understood, and tried to avoid the topic related to Daffa when he talked with his best friend. So that Karina would no longer remember her broken heart.

Tuesday's lecture ended at about three in the afternoon. However, as soon as Tasya came out of the lobby downstairs in her faculty building, Tasya was suddenly surrounded by a large number of journalists.

There were about a dozen journalists who surrounded and hit Anna's head with a mic or recording device. Some journalists were seen on standby with a camera draped over one of their shoulders.

Tasya who still felt tired after college, inevitably ended up confused with the situation he faced. He tried to find a gap between the reporters surrounding him. But Tasya could not immediately be free.

Tasya could still hear Karina's voice outside the reporter's circle and shouted at the reporters to release Tasya. But Karina's efforts also did not produce results.

Tasya remains in the custody of the journalists. Some of the questions from the reporters surrounding him also surprised Tasya. Questions such as the following, for example,

'Who is your husband really? Is the famous model Andrew or the mysterious corporate prince of giant Zion Tech?'

'Are you having an extramarital relationship with a man other than your husband?'

'According to reliable sources, you are alleged to have made an assassination attempt against the Great Lord of Zi Tech company. What is the reason you did that?!'

Tasya was very surprised to find all the accusatory questions raised by the journalists who surrounded him. He was only able to break free when two shadow bodyguards assigned by Daffa opened the path for him. So that finally Tasya could rush into the car Bentley Daffa that has been parked at the front gate, whether since when.

Anna then looked out the window at the reporters who were still trying to knock on the car window many times. But Tasya did not discuss the whereabouts of the reporters.

Tasya was busy looking for Karina. Which, thankfully, looks fine, not far behind the reporters.

Tasya called his best friend. And from the window glass, Tasya saw Karina taking her phone in her pocket.

Clik.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. Rin! Sorry about that soak. I didn't know there would be journalists who were still desperate to come to me again." said Tasya immediately when the telephone network was connected.

"Yes, Anna. It'sit's okay.. But you're okay, right?" Karina asked worriedly.

(Karina does not know the identity of Anna who is actually Tasya. Because Tasya hasn't told me anything about Nevarest.)

"Yes. I'm okay. You are too, right, Rin?" Ask Karina Tasya.

"I was good. That's why?" Karina did not understand.

"Yes. I don't know either. uh, sorry Rin. There's an incoming call from.." Tasya hung up her sentence.

Almost Tasya forgot to mention the name Daffa. Even so, Karina seems to have found out who Tasya wants to say her name. And he suddenly felt awkward and hurriedly disconnected the phone.

"Oh! Ok. If so I close, Ann... bye!" Pamit Karina is in a hurry.

Still with an unpleasant feeling to his best friend, Tasya stared blankly at the appearance of Daffa's name on his cellphone screen.

After a second in doubt, Tasya oun finally raised the call from her husband.

Clik.

"Assalamu'alaikum. hello, Daff. dear.."

***