The Woman Ruler of the Altan Clan

Chapter 88 Uninvited Guest

After finding out Shanum didn't need anything else, the man sat down next to Shanum. They looked a long time ago and finally Shanum turned his eyes. "So, can you remember about me?" ask Shanum.

Khan smiled faintly. "No. I just remembered a piece of memory that suddenly appeared in my head. I remember hugging you, I don't know where it happened. You cry like that and you call me Adri, and I try to comfort you and call you Shasha."

Shanum returned the man's smile. "Yes, that's our special nickname."

Khan nodded, then went back to silence. The man occasionally glanced towards Shanum while smiling faintly. And that made Shanum nervous. It feels like he went back to being Shanum a few months ago, when he first got to know Khan.

To reduce her nervousness the girl circulated her eyes throughout the room. The room still remains the same contemporary design style, nothing has changed. The shades of gray, brown and black represent the present. Various hardware are displayed in the room such as lamps and accessories, made of steel, chrome and nickel.

"Why did you take me to your room?" shanum asked suddenly. He had thought they would go straight to the dining room instead of going to the room.

Khan raised his eyebrows. "Oh, so you know this is my room. How often have I taken you to this room?" ask her with a seductive tone of voice.

Shanum. "Hmmm..."

Shanum innocently counted the number of times he entered this room.

Then the girl stopped suddenly, the pink hue on her cheek tightened as she clearly thought of the implied meaning in Khan's further remarks.

For a long time Khan had not seen a woman blush and her influence was immediately felt in her blood, making her rustle favourably. Khan shifted in his seat, becoming restless.

Shanum stared fixedly at the man, he crossed his arms while snorting. "You'd better get your perverted thoughts out of your brain before poisoning yourself. Your former self is not what you imagined."

Khan. "really? He's a stupid, great guy." The man chuckled amusedly with his own words. It was as if they were talking about one other figure, not himself.

A waiter appeared at the moment, carrying a trolley filled with their food and drinks. Khan signaled where they were they should put it. Then he invited Shanum to move to a small dining table on the balcony.

After the waiter served it and left, Shanum said, "Is this food not too much?" The girl saw that the food in front of her could be enjoyed by four people, whereas those here were just the two of them.

Khan picked up his juice, looked at Shanum as he said, "I don't know your favorite food, so I asked the cook to prepare everything."

Shanum frowned. "But this food is my favorite and also your favorite."

"really? You know my favorite kind of food?" The man placed his glass of juice on the table, then brought his body closer to Shanum.

The girl's heart was beating unruffled. Khan was so close that he could see the man's golden-brown eyes, and his perfectly sculpted jaw.

"That means you know Frans, my cook. How close is your relationship?" His face became stiff, Khan's tone of voice sounded dislike.

Shanum shook his head quickly, instinctively stating that the man's accusations were wrong. "You made sure he knew what I liked."

Khan's expression instantly changed, a smile rising on his lips.

Shanum heaved a sigh of relief. However, then he scrunched his forehead. The girl realized Khan's attitude just now reflected as if the man was jealous of his cook.

May she hope that their relationship will return.

Khan picked up the plate and asked him what he wanted. Shanum looked at Khan's hand. Masculine, long fingers. Robust. Remang that felt like a longing that ran through his body.

Shanum pointed at the food he wanted, with his heart pounding. He was surprised the man served him in getting food. His sweet attitude did not disappear like his memory. And that provoked his curiosity.

"Did you always act like this to every woman?"

Khan shakes. "No. I've only ever done this to my mom, and em. my ex-boyfriend."

"Former lover?" shanum Beo.

"Yes, Sintai, my ex-boyfriend."

"Oh."

"Rubber" replied the man.

Shanum was surprised by Khan's honesty.

As if reading his thoughts, Khan said haughtily, "You must be curious, seeing me treat you like this. My memory of you has not yet returned."

Shanum nodded.

Khan sighed, while taking food for himself. "Why do I move automatically if it's about you, Shasha. It seems like my body already knows what to do."

At that moment they were interrupted by a man in a suit, with his hair tied back. The man looked at Shanum. "Sorry to interrupt" he said. Then he turned to look at Khan and said softly in Khan's ear.

"See you in the workspace."

The man nodded. "Good, sir."

The man left and Khan resumed his activities of moving food into his hungry stomach.

Shanum ventured to glance across and his heart seemed to be soaring. Seeing Khan chew his food in an elegant manner, somehow elicited a reaction on Shanum's body. He felt as if he wanted to be the food the man tasted.

Stop the.

Paras Shanum flushed. He looked at Khan like a big fan drunk in love. He shouldn't have behaved like this. The hurt from the man's accusation against him still felt wet. Shanum has to protect himself. The man did not even remember about his feelings for Shanum.

Shanum loves that guy. He cannot deny. He's not a hypocrite. Shanum was frightened to discover how day after day was rolling slowly, and how his mind was constantly on Khan like an iron attracted to a magnet.

"I'm going back to my house, Adri. After all my best friend's business looking for her lover is done." Shanum said that while wiping his lips with the napkin that had been provided. He's done with his meal.

And Shanum's words just now made Khan instantly put down his spoon. The man felt the food left on his plate became unappealing anymore to enjoy.

Khan's voice was grim. "Why did you come back so quickly? Aren't you happy to be here?"

"What if I told you I didn't want you to leave?"

Shanum looked at Khan with an intense gaze. He must have misheard, or Khan did not mean what he said, or the man's intentions were not what Shanum had in mind.

The silence lasted a long time. Shanum then shook his head and said, "I can't Adri. My permission to my parents is only to help you heal. And I told them you were healed. If I don't come back soon, they will definitely be worried" Shanum replied.

Khan grabbed Shanum's hand into his much larger hand, his gaze fixated on the girl. Shanum saw what Khan was going to do as if in slow motion, but still the sensation of the man's lips on the back of his hand sent shock waves all over the body.

Shanum immediately tried to withdraw his hand, but Khan was unwilling to let go. The man slowly lifted his body. Shanum felt Khan's index finger stroke the spot below his wrist where his pulse was racing, then he let go. The move was done in passing, but the effect was truly shaking.

"I don't want you to leave because I just realized how much I need you."

Shanum's two hands gripped the end of the table. Something was pounding more and more in his chest, but he still assumed that what Khan was talking about was definitely his health condition, with his Amnesia."

"There's Eej and a team of doctors, Adri. They'll definitely help you..."

Khan nearly exploded. "I'm not talking about my health. I don't care about this Amnesia. I want us to get to know each other again Shanum. If you're far across the ocean, how can I interact with you? It's possible that, with the direct interaction, my memory could slowly return."

Khan extended his hand again, this time to touch Shanum's cheek. He felt Khan's hand tremble. Deja vu hits Shanum. This man before him was like Khan Adrian his lover, with a complete memory.

"Damate, Shanum. Will you think about it?"

Before realizing what he was doing, Shanum felt his hands raised in a very clear gesture to tuck the hair behind his ears. It's his habit of being nervous.

Khan's eyes narrowed and followed his movements, and Shanum was flushed red. Gosh darn. Shanum did not want to be seen that he was affected by Khan's attitude.

Shanum bit his lip. And Khan's eyes were smoldering and sensual looking with his lips. Shanum ignored his body's response. She smiled sweetly, and something dangerous was glowing inside her stomach when she saw the blaze still burning in the man's eyes.

"Em, okay. I will consider it," Shanum said in a hoarse voice.

Khan was silent for a moment before a sense of relief approached him. At least the girl was willing to consider it. If it were to remain the rejection he received, Khan would try another way to cancel the girl's departure.

When he finished, Khan took Shanum out of the room. "I have to see someone first. Will you come with me for a moment. I'll take you back to where you live, after meeting this guest of mine," Khan said.

"OK," Shanum replied briefly.

Just as they approached the man's study, a smile rose on Shanum's lips. He recalled their encounter in the room, as he felt Khan's sword clinging to his neck.

Khan stop. "Why are you smiling?" The man apparently noticed it.

Shanum turned his head, he saw Khan's confused expression, as he suddenly smiled to himself. Shanum said, "I'm just reminiscing about the past when I was first in your study, there's a very interesting event."

"What interesting events?" khan asked with a curious face.

"I'll tell you, next time. Now you have to see the guest first." The girl beckoned Khan to go back to their original destination.

As he approached the study, Shanum heard voices and fine feathers all over his body as if bristling for some obscure reason. The door opened slightly, blocking the guest figure behind it.

Then the door opened completely and Khan came in followed by Shanum. Cold horror permeated, spreading all over Shanum's body. Shock hit his chest until he had trouble breathing. He could not believe his eyes.

A woman and a man appear to approach her and Khan. Both are well known to Shanum. Although the woman had never seen him directly, except only in her dreams.

The woman made a sweet impression. Starting from a feminine shirt fitting the following body long skirt with soft waving material, a package with comfortable low-soled shoes. Shiny straight hair tucked behind the ear and split left. Her hair is a piece of bob that frames her face.

Shanum vaguely realized Khan was frozen beside him. The man's subconscious actions against the woman who was once his lover. Although they had long since separated and the man had never heard from her again. Shanum believes Khan is still in shock as well, just like him.

Seeing the woman standing before him, Shanum felt the urge of something that made him want to turn towards the door, leaving the room at the first opportunity.

"Shanon... Is this really you?"

A voice called out his name with a joyful tone. Shanum turned his head and found a man named Ulagan or commonly called Ula, displaying his friendly smile.

"Hi, Ula." Shanum tried to answer Ula, although something felt stuck to the ceiling of her mouth, causing her to choke.

Then the woman beside Ula looked into Shanum and Khan's eyes. And especially to one person. Khan Eyes. The man is still shaking. Shanum saw the shock in the depths of those eyes that were hurriedly covered by him.

Shanum's lungs burned as he held his breath. A million things seemed to clog his throat and block his stomach: sad, jealous, anxious. The girl is still shaken.

"Color it," Khan greeted him, the natural hoarse tone in his voice sounding clear. He took a step forward and observed the woman from a close distance. Khan's face was flat with no expression.

"Finally we meet again, Khan," he said, his voice sounding smooth.

"And who is that man beside you, Sintai. Is he your husband?" khan asked with a cold expression. It was as if the man did not like finding Sintai coming with a man.

Ula squinted her eyes, looking astonished. "You don't know me, Great One? My name is Ulagan, we've met before. I'm Sintai's brother, according to the explanation I once revealed to you the other day."

Khan wave, he was increasingly confused to hear a series of questions as well as explanations from the man. Since when did Sarni have Brother?

"He had Amnesia." Shanum tries to straighten out the misunderstanding that started to appear in Ula's eyes. The girl reflexively responded even though her brain still felt weak from being shaken.

"And who's that woman beside you, Khan?" tanya Sintai with a voice full of curiosity.

"Color, this is Shanum Qamira, my friend. Shasha this is Sarni. Old friend."

Shanum reached out and the woman shook her hand.

"Friend Khan is my friend as well" Sintai said with a polite smile.

Shanum responded with a faint smile. His heart throbbed pain, when it heard from Khan's lips, that he was introduced only as a friend in the presence of his former lover.