She did have some promotional tours and recordings of her new albums today and onwards, so she didn't had time to check and chat online.
There were 2 albums she's recording for. One of her new albums contained songs that were actually a revival-revised female versions of her Dad's original compositions and songs, with special feature of 1 song entitled "Truest Love", having her, and her Dad singing in duet. While the other new album contained her newly composed songs.
So after the busy promotional tours and recordings for about 1 week, she settled herself for having a break from the busy schedules. She practically have nothing to do at this moment, so she opened and checked her emails.
However, because of what happened the last time, she became more careful in scrutinizing the profiles of the men who sent their emails to her and she made a closer look on each of the details, may it be their status, age, job, and pictures of each of those profiles, before adding them to her messenger accounts.
She then, started to send a message to those men whom she already added the last time but wasn't able to chat them. She sent a message to most of them, (copy pasted same message) but with a warning...
"Hi, I'm KM. You sent an email to me with your profiles.
But I have to be straight and frank, I'm the kind of woman that don't want sexually malicious talks nor showing of private body parts on video calls. I'm not interested of those kinds of exposure! I would rather want sensible, mature talks and so, in getting to know each other. So, if you are okay and would agree with me to talk sensible things, then we can proceed in our chat and videocalls. Otherwise, we have nothing to chat about."
Sent to many...
Then she waited few minutes for their responses...
Suddenly, successive bling blings could be heard from most of the messengers she sent her message to. It was their reply, asking her to get to know them. And one by one she opened their messengers...
From Xiao:
"What do you want to talk about, babe? Do you wanna talk about my house and how many cars I own? 😎😘"
She replied:
"Nope. Not interested! And don't you dare call me babe 'coz I'm not your babe!👿 "
Xiao replied: Oops, sorry!😥
She did not reply Xiao. Instead she closed his messenger and proceeded to read the others...
From Francois:
"Hi KM. Francois here. What are your likes? Me, I like strolling in the beach holding hands with someone I adore. 🙂🙂"
She replied: "You're the same age as my Dad. How old is your son then?"
Francois: "Hmm he's 20 y.o. but he's with his mother."
KM: "Hmm, nice meeting you. But sorry, I'm not interested.😒" She then closed his messenger and proceeded to the next one.
From Pramul: "Hi KM, wanna talk about the culture of India and how my ancestors became kings and prince?"
She replied: "Hmm, might caught my interest. Tell me then."
Pramul: "Okay. Thanks. Can we vidoecall so that I can show you some of the relics of my ancestors🙂😊, please? "
KM: "Okay. Call me."
At this Pramul tapped his phone and videocalled her. She then answered it.
"Hi, again." Pramul with all wide smiles.
"Hello Pramul. What's up with your ancestors then? Made me curious somehow." KM curved her lips into a slight smile. She observed his facial features. He has black short hair, dark brown skin, clean shaved, long tipped nose, deep-dark brown eyes, he's handsome, and tall? That, she would have to ask his height yet.
Stunned for few seconds of KM's beauty, he said, "Oh- Oh yeah. I almost forgot.Hehehe. I'm stunned by your beauty. My apologies. Hehehe." Pramul repeatedly bowing to her to apologize. And then proceeded to walk towards what's behind him.
"How tall are you by the way?" KM couldn't help but asked.
"Me, I'm 6 ft. And you?"
"I'm 5' 4". Got the height of my Mom. My Dad was 6 ft. too."
"Oh, that's fine. Your height is perfect!"
"Okay, you say so. What do you have there at your back then?"
"Oh these? These are the relics of my ancestors I've told you about." Pramul showed a wine cup made of gold and it's still shining. Then next, he have shown were some golden plates and golden spoons and forks and butter knives all in gold. Then he proceeded to show a golden chair that looked like a throne and a golden crown that it's design was fitted for a king.
Amazed, KM thought, 'Wow, he really is a descendant of kings'. But trying not to show her amazements, she then inquired further, "Who owns all these you have shown to me? Are these real made of gold things? Why do you have it and not in a museum or something?"
"It was handed down to me as our family's heirloom. We didn't put it in museum. And yes, it's real made out of gold! And I am the sole owner and protector of it all, now." Proudly claimed Pramul with all his white teeth wide smiles.