The Love of the Maharani

BBF (Talking With Frans)

Tasya. Didn't expect Frans to reveal his true identity. He chose to keep leaning against the door. He stared at the man he disliked.

"Hmm..? Don't you want to ask me something, Anna, beautiful? Or should I call you, Tasya?"

"..." - ".Tasya just frowned dislike.

Frans investigated the micro-expression on Tasya's face. And he finally realized something.

"You have remembered your true identity... Tasia?"

Still silent, Tasya looked at Frans louder.

Frans looked stunned for a moment. Unexpected by this newly realized fact. He recalls all of Tasya's conversations in his tap recordings. And found nothing about the fact that Tasya's memory is returning.

"You gave me a surprise, Anna. oh, sorry! Tasya.. since when did your memories come back?" Frans asked back. Looks very curious. And a little did not like the surprise that Tasya had.

"You don't need to know. All you have to worry about is what if I'm gonna report all your crimes to the police, later!" Cecar Tasya.

"Qiqhii.." Frans chuckled horribly.

"Tasiah.. Tasiah..You seem to have forgotten, where you are at the moment. I must remember you, beautiful.. If you're in my custody now." Come back, Frans grinned.

Tasya. But there was no trembling in his brown eyes. He seems to still have the courage he showed towards Frans.

"What do you really want, Frans? Why do you want me?" Tasya asked with a bold look.

"And don't tell me you're doing all this out of love or love.. I wouldn't believe that!" Tasya added a greeting.

"Well, it's a pity that you don't believe it. For one of my reasons it is because of that" Frans grinned, who was met with a look of disbelief from Tasya.

"Then let Karina go. He has nothing to do with us. So let her go. I'm not here!" Tasya throws an edict.

"Patience first, Beautiful. Don't be angry always. Your best friend will let go if the time is right. But before that, you have to answer some of my questions first" Frans said later.

"Come, sit here! I think our conversation is still quite long. Oh yea! Are you feeling hungry already? But I don't think you're hungry. Didn't you just finish the bread you received from that famous model guy?" Frans guess.

"..."

Tasya. Choosing not to respond to Frans's words that bounced everywhere. He still leaned against the door. Didn't intend even a second to step closer to the young man.

"Still be quiet? You are the most stubborn girl I have ever found!" Frans was upset.

"Hurry up and let Karina go, and so do I. Then I'll forget all your crimes against me, Frans! This is your last chance," Tasya spread his last warning.

"Chh.ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!!" Frans laughed out loud. Unbelieving the absurd words that were loudly shouted by Tasya.

"Tasiah.. Tasya. I'm surprised. Where can you be sure of this. You really believe I'm gonna let you go again?" The wide grin was not even cut off from the face of Frans.

"Because I have Daffa!" Sahut Tasya confidently, while crossing both hands in front of the chest.

"Cih," Frans screeched. Underestimating Tasya's beliefs.

"I know that you and your husband are separated. It could be that Daffa will even send divorce papers to you, later!" Frans later said.

"What do you mean by that? Why would Daffa want to divorce me? We're just being.." Tasya stopped talking.

Didn't want to explain anything about his relationship with Daffa to the evil young man in front of him.

Frans widens her grin. He then rested his entire body and head on the back of the sofa. Staring at Tasya fixedly with a winning view that was clearly visible in both of his eyeballs.

"It is likely that your husband will be very angry when he finds his wife secretly going to see another man" Frans said.

"I'll tell you why I came here, when he saved me later!" Tasya said confidently.

"Unfortunately, what your husband knows from your departure right now is that you're having fun with another man, Tasya Beautiful!"

"Ck. ck. ck. you're not disappearing, dear Tasya. you're obviously on vacation with your affair. qiqiqi.."

Frans again chuckled softly as he watched Tasya's confused face over her words just now.

"What do you mean? How could Daffa think that? Don't make it up!"

"Hh.. Looks like you should see for yourself the news that is milling about your affair with that famous model, Beautiful. Look at this. There's a lot of news about you on the internet right now. And for sure, Daffa will see it" Frans explained.

Frans then offered his phone to Tasya. Which was rejected by the woman.

"No need! I can see it for myself on my phone!" Sergah Tasya and instantly searched his phone in a sling bag that was draped around his waist.

However, after some time later, he realized that his phone no longer existed. Tasya looked panicked and instead unpacked the contents of his bag on the floor.

Frans, who saw Tasya, finally said.

"Your phone's been dumped. No need to be busy looking for her anymore!" Bright Frans.

At that moment Tasya also raised a sharp look towards Frans. Didn't expect at once also wonder when thought Frans took his phone.

"I didn't take it. But Bob. I ordered him to steal your cell phone on your way here. Your phone probably already threw him in the ocean!" Back Frans grinned wide. It showed a row of yellowish ivory white teeth.

"You?!" Tasya raised his index finger towards Frans. He regretted his lost phone.

"Whatever it is my phone!" Cecar Tasya was furious. 'My new phone!' tasya continued in his heart.

Frans poked both shoulders. He then lifted his head a little. Still staring at Tasya's face.

"I don't want Daffa tracking your current location with the GPS on your phone, do I? I will not repeat the same mistake. These. Look at the news about you on this phone!" Frans's word later.

And, inevitably Tasya finally stepped closer to Frans. With swift retrieval of Frans' cell phone to then see the news displayed on the screen of his phone.

And, what Tasya read on the phone was very surprising to her.

Right said Frans. On the internet there are many recent photos of him with Andrew. In the photo, Tasya is also wearing a dress suit and veil that he has been wearing since he came out of the penthouse.

Several photos capture the image of her and Andrew sleeping next to each other, with Andrew's head leaning slightly against her. Tasya recognized the photo that was likely taken while he was still in the plane to this place.

Tasya had awoken with Andrew's head slightly leaning on his shoulder. And Tasya immediately attached Andrew's head to the other side.

There are also other photos of them in front of the airport. Andrew handed the brown paper bag to Tasya, whom he knew contained bread.

What makes Tasya uncomfortable when looking at the photo is the viewpoint of the photo taken in a position as if they were standing side by side. The fact is that there was a distance of one meter between the two when the photo was taken.

Tasya felt confused by the photos scattered on the internet. 'If Daffa saw it.' his mind was thinking.

"If your husband sees her, he might think, 'Oh! Anna loves another man. So he asked us to separate!'" frans said with a contrived tone.

"Then he will take care of your divorce papers. Isn't that a good ending, beautiful?"

"It's so bad, you, Frans! Surely those photos are also the result of your engineering, right?!" Tasya was angry.

Roughly, Tasya threw Frans' cell phone at the young man's chest. Which makes Frans very surprised by the action of his bar bar Tasya and did not have time to catch or fend off the attack Tasya.

Finally, the Apple-branded phone hit Frans' chest quite hard, because the distance Tasya is not too far from him.

Frans was complaining of pain. And instantly engulfed by a fog of anger. He rushes up and catches Tasya's right wrist. And pulled Tasya down into his arms.

Then Frans hugged Tasya's body tightly.

At once, a red alarm rang out loud in Tasya's mind.

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