BET GIRL
Unsuspectedly

Elnara swallowed hard.  His neck seemed to be stuck. 

Mucus!  Elnara cursed at him.  Why is it so early in the morning that the Emir is awake?  Shouldn't the man still be hugging with a bolster pillow in the room?

Even the Emir's appearance also looks neat with a light blue shirt and black trousers.  Her hair is also muddy.  Eh, isn't the Emir having a hard time working on all that alone?  Then who helps the Emir take a shower, put on a shirt and everything?

The Emir did not say anything, he just silently looked at Elnara's face.  I don't know what was on that man's mind.

“Awh!”  Elnara groaned feeling her ankle hurt as she moved about to get up.  Now he can sit on the floor.

“Close base!  Ck ck ck...” Emir staring at the ventilation in an open state.

Elnara chose to look down, lazy to see the look of Emir's serem.  That guy if he's angry scares him.  

“If you want to be angry, yes get angry.  I'm okay.  Regularly scolded continues.”  Elnara squeaked her aching leg.  He was shocked when he saw the Emir's palm sticking out toward him.  Then the head of Elnara looked up, looking at the Emir.

“Come, I'll help!” emir.

Elnara.  Although his forehead was in astonishment, he still grabbed the hand.  

“Accused!”  Elnara did not get up, she fell back down.  His feet hurt so much.  Feels sick.

“It must have sprained.”  

Elnara was shocked as her tiny body was lifted up by the Emir's two sturdy arms and placed in the man's lap.  The Emir pointed his wheelchair towards the sofa.

Elnara chose silence with a body that instead became stiff when in that position.

The Emir put Elnara's body onto the sofa, he grabbed Elnara's leg and put it into her lap.  Then massage the ankle.

“Is there no other way than to act like a cat by jumping from the vent?”  The Emir asked without looking at Elnara, his focus was on the sewn feet.

“You have the heart to lock me up and not want to get me out of there, I had to jump.”

“There will be no smoke if there is no fire.”

The Emir still thinks that Elnara holds a grudge in the Emir's family.  Elnara lazily responded.

“Why are you awake?” Elnara switched the conversation.

“Because I will check into the bathroom, who knows you are already stiff.”

Dih.  The Emir even dreamed that Elnara died stiff.  You bastard husband!

“Oh... Then who helped you put on your clothes?  Isn't that my job?” ask Elnara.

“Who said it was your job?  A task is something that must be done.  Did I ever oblige it to you?”

Elnara nodded slowly.  “But you haven't answered my question.”

The Emir raised his face, looking at Elnara.

“Who helped you put on your clothes?”

“Mama is in the hospital looking after Cindy who was being treated for illness.  Then who do you think put my clothes on?”

“What helped you is that girl from yesterday?”  Elnara.  

The Emir believes Elnara wants to call Yuni.  “You mean Yuni?  That household assistant?”

“Iya.  He helped you change and put on your clothes?  Waduh, dong department.  That he can see or nudge or what it is.”

“Don't be far when you think!”  The emir warned Elnara to bite her lower lip.  

“But the household assistant is female, can not help you wear clothes.”

“So... who can see and nudge only you, so?”

Elnara's face was heating up.  He turned his face suddenly like a boiled crab.

“Before you were here, I did everything with the help of the male sisters.  But when you're my wife, then I no longer hire that nurse.  Now, do you think I can't do it alone?”

“Then you can do it yourself, without my help!”  Elnara looked like she was happy with the news.

“So you mind doing your job?”

Elnara shook her head at her husband's question.  “Bb ma'am is not what I mean.  I mean, I've got plenty of time for college.”  Elnara did not want the Emir to assume that he was not willing to take care of the Emir, in fact Elnara sincerely did so.

“Prepare to eat for me!” pinta Emir's.

“But my leg hurts.  He he...” Elnara grinned.  “Not intended to refuse, but this hurts.  Difficult road.”

“Do now!  Follow me!”

It turns out that the Emir did not speak of Elnara.  Elnara was forced to.  He lowered his foot from the Emir's lap and began to step.

Eh?  How come his legs don't hurt anymore?  Is this serious that his leg is healed?  Wasn't that a sprain?  Wait a minute, means Elnara's ankle is healed thanks to Emir's massage?  Awah, presumably Emir can be used as a masseuse.  

Elnara's headed for the kitchen.  He found Yuni washing dishes.  

“You're the one whose name is Yuni huh?” elnara asked as she moved to make breakfast.

“Yes, Sister El.  I am Yuni, the housekeeper here.  We haven't had a chance to meet, Ma'am.  Anything I need to help?” tanya Yuni was friendly.

“Neg.  I'm used to cooking by myself. this would be the Emir.” masakin

“Let me help, Mbak.”  Yuni leaves her job, and helps Elnara.  “Intensely I saw Mas Emir find women as beautiful and as good as Mbak El.  At first glance, I see this Sister El is sincerely taking care of her husband.”

“Ah, can be aja.”

“Mas Emir was indeed famous for discipline and cruel in the office, Ma'am.  But actually he was that in the same loving home family.”

Elnara was not interested in the words of Yuni at all.  He immediately brought the results of his cooking in front of the Emir.

The man ate the food with a fork.  Occasionally sip the juice provided.  This time he may think that he did not choose the wrong wife at this time.  Elnara cuisine is jos.  Make a belly.

“You can go to campus!” emir.

“What?”  Elnara.

“Go to campus!” reemir.

“Eh?  So the punishment for me is already running?”  Elnara girang's.

“Do you want me to change my mind?”

“Iya yes.  Here I go.”  Elnara.  “Yes, I'm allowed to go to college. I thought I'd get more sadistic punishment for trying to escape.  What was actually on the strange man's mind?”

Elnara's words were heard by Emir's ears, the man glanced at her.

Seriate