The Love of the Maharani

Portrait of Daffa (again)

"We meet again, sir..Andrew!" Sapa Tasya with a formal attitude.

Andrew looked awkward when he had to meet again with the woman of his heart. But Andrew knew that between him and Anna there was a boundary they could not cross now. Because the woman was actually married.

"Mrs. Anna.. we meet again (we meet again)." said Andrew in a sad tone.

"Biggat!!" The girl who had attacked Anna, suddenly rushed towards Andrew.

"What happened to you, Dena?" Andrew asked his cousin Denada.

"The girl is so bad! Dena was ganged up and wanted to be beaten with the same bodyguard, tuh!" Denada.

Hearing the girl's words, Tasya raised next to her eyebrows. Feeling lazy to respond, he decided to keep quiet not to correct the girl's speech.

Meanwhile, Andrew looked at Anna and her seemingly chaotic condition. On the woman's hair she could clearly see the presence of liquid mucus that also seemed to smell somewhat like eggs.

Andrew then looked at the two bodyguards standing in front of Anna. They appear to have mounted horses to protect Anna's figure.

Realizing that something was ambiguous from Denada's speech, Andrew asked again. This time he asked Anna.

"Brothers, Mrs. Anna.would you tell me, what happened is here (Sorry Lady Anna.. Can you tell me, what's going on here)?"

"Sister!! Dena told me that girl-it-!" Dena protested at Andrew's attitude which seemed to be not directly in his favor.

"Shut! Shut up, Dena!" Andrew reprimanded Denada with a stern look.

Denada immediately fell silent and scowled silently.

"Hh. that kid-" Tasya was just about to start explaining when all of a sudden his words were refuted by Denada back.

"Gue's not a kid! You don't see if I'm a tuh-" Serobot Denada with a sewot tone.

"They! Keep your calm (remain calm)!" Reprimand Andrew in a half-screaming voice.

The girl's mouth was locked. While his eyes had already begun to pool in the shadow of the lake of tears. He did not think that Andrew who he idolized so much could snap at him.

'And for the sake of that odd chick, anyway!' grumbled Dena in the heart.

Denada was finally able to just fall silent and throw a look of hate on Tasya.

"..this girlfriend of yours (this girl friend of yours)." said Tasya correcting his call to the High School boy.

"Just doing some ill mannered (just did some disrespectful behavior)," Tasya explained.

Tasya glanced at Denada who seemed to be confused by his words in English. He smiles. Realizing that it seemed better that he had a conversation in English with Andrew. So that his words are no longer dragged by the High School girl.

"She threw an egg toward my hair (she threw an egg at my head), and then pulling on my hair (then pulled my hair). Grateful there is my guard here who help me (thankfully there is my guard who has helped me)," said Tasya while giving a view of thanks to the bodyguard who helped him.

After hearing the explanation from Anna, Andrew immediately denounced his young cousin.

"What do you think, Den? Why are you being disrespectful to Anna?! You should apologize to him right now!" Andrew's reprimand on Denada.

Denada just exploded in angry emotions.

"But the girl is the one who is excited! Marriage is still-"

Denada's speech was cut off by a snatch from Andrew.

Instantly, Andrew felt a squeeze in his heart.

How can he not be squeezed, if he has to admit to others that between himself and Anna there is nothing special. His heart really hopes for the opposite..

"There is no relationship between us!" Andrew said at the end.

After calming his heartbeat which again felt tightness due to heartbreak, Andrew returned to talk.

"Everything written in the media is nonsense, Dena! Anna and I just happened to meet in Lombok. We were just two strangers with a brief greeting and that was it. No more than that!" Andrew said with slightly flushed eyes.

Denada was stunned when she heard the words from her cousin. His mouth was unable to speak anymore.

"I'm sorry!" Andrew gave the order.

"Huh?" Denada still stared confusedly at Andrew.

"You should apologize to Anna right now!" Andrew's back.

"But.."

"There's no fapi-but. You are wrong, you must apologize. That's how ethical adults should be!" Repeat Andrew.

With a grumbling face in annoyance, Denada uttered her apology to Anna. In his heart he still felt annoyed at the woman. Because it was so obvious, that Andrew clearly had more feelings than just 'unknown' to the woman named Anna.

"Sorry!" Denada grumbled.

"Dena! You-" Andrew was just about to reprimand the attitude of his young cousin when Tasya suddenly just cut his words.

"Enough, Mr. Andrew. No need to prolong business anymore. However, time has come for Maghrib. I don't bother about your girlfriend's disrespect. Think of it as a small accident" Tasya said in a calm tone.

Tasya then shifted his attention towards Denada. And he continued saying, "and to you, Deck. You need to be more in control of your emotions. Not all guys like girls with personalities like firecrackers. Which at any time can explode and will even hurt. Try to be more calm in responding to any news. I forgive you this time!"

"Here are my farewells!" Tasya closed the meeting.

And Tasya turned around and entered his car.

Day starts at dusk. The owner of the daylight now began to sink in the western horizon of the sky there.

Tasya no longer observes Andrew or Denada outside his car. He's already very tired. He hopes to immediately take a warm bath in the bath tube in his pent house and Daffa.

However, a message from an unknown number, re-entered his phone screen. Although at first Tasya felt hesitant to open the message from the foreign number, in the end Tasya was defeated also by his curiosity over the content of the message.

And..

Clik.

Tasya immediately regretted having followed her curiosity. Because in the contents of the message he got from the foreign number, he was again faced with a portrait of Daffa that looked like he was making out with a woman.

The same woman as the woman in the Daffa photo earlier this afternoon.

At once, Tasya fell silent and held the phone tightly in her hand.

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