BET GIRL
Submissive

“Mother Elnara!”

The call made Elnara look turned to the source of the voice.  Hamish's?  Why is his assistant Emir in the campus area?  It's amazing that someone suddenly called Elnara as ‘ibu’ in the campus environment.

Elnara, who was walking home hugging a ledger and a bag slung on her shoulder, approached Hamish, who was standing on the side of the car near the campus gate.

“Mm... What's wrong?” ask Elnara plain.  “Kok, can you be here?  Since when?”

“Since almost an hour ago.”  Hamish smiled kindly.  

“You what?”  Elnara looked left and right.  It's very awkward if anyone sees him being met by a man like this.

Afsa and her group of friends watched from a distance.

“That's Elnara why are you the same guy?” ask one of Afsa's friends.

“Cawned.  What are they working on?  That guy looks so settled.  Is that Elnara's affair?” sahut Afsa was also wondering.

Hamish pointed to Lamborghini.  “I was ordered by Mr. Emir to pick you up.”

Elnara.  “Not done.  I can go home alone. don't get picked up like this.”

“Why are you scared when I pick you up?”

“I'm not good to see my friends.  Cook I should be given an invitation like this?  What will they say?”

“Isn't that better?  They will actually assume that you get special attention from your husband.”

“Yes, but it's not the husband that's picking me up right now.  Even you.  What do they say later?”

“Mild.  You just have to say that I am his personal assistant Mr. Emir. As per facts.  It'll be more interesting, won't it?  You get preferential treatment from the husband until picked up his assistant.  Come, please!”  Hamish opens the car door for Elnara.

Not willing to waste the time that instead made everyone pay attention to him, Elnara rushed into the car.

So far not many of his college friends know that he is married.  Only Afsa and a handful of close friends know that Elnara is married.  

Somehow Elnara still felt ashamed to admit that she had become the wife of people.  At a young age, it still feels too taboo to say that he is married.  It feels like a wedding cake.

Hamish circled the car and drove out of the campus area.

Watching that, Afsa put on a sullen face.  “Crazy, why does Elnara live so well?  Why is it always Elnara who gets the golden opportunity?  It turned out that she was not treated badly by the Emir, instead being treated like a empress.  All picked up by luxury cars again.  Uuugh!”

Hearing the grunts of Afsa, Afsa's friends applauded the jidat.  “Shouldn't that position be for you, Afsa?  Now even Elnara who looks hepi.”

“At least he can't be happy living together with a widower, disabled again.  Even though she enjoys the wealth of her husband, but happiness is also the main thing, right?” chirps Afsa.

“Ya already, selow boss.”

While on top of the speeding car, Elnara's mind was wondering about the Emir figure.  A foreign man who suddenly becomes a husband for her.  His attitude is unique, difficult to guess.  Sometimes fierce and fierce, but sometimes shows unexpected attention.  Really strange guy!  

There is a special attraction in the Emir, which even makes Elnara managed to reduce her hatred of the man who has been the cause of her father's death.  Deep in the heart of Elnara, there was a great hatred that controlled his mind for the Emir, but strangely there was charisma in the Emir making Elnara able to master his hatred.

“Pak Emir that is a firm figure!” said Hamish who was driving, his voice breaking the silence.  They have been silent since.

Elnara who was sitting in the back seat just glanced at Hamish.

“Do you think it's good?”

“Can be good, can also be bad.  But I think it's good.  While Mr. Emir did not violate the rules imposed by the government, did not deprive others of rights both in terms of time and material, everything is still reasonable.”

“Too cruel is also not good.”

“Betul. One of them must feel that employees work under pressure and strict rules.  But everything is balanced.  Bonuses and salaries given by Mr. Emir also do not play.  It's appropriate.  Sometimes it is important to maintain authority to remain valued, respected, feared and respected.”

“Disegani with dreaded difference loh. Being respected is certainly feared, but if feared, not necessarily feared.  Most respected people are because of their authority, but those who are feared are mostly because of their cruelty.”

“But Mr. Emir is second to none.  Regarded and feared.”

“You are very obedient yes the Emir.”

Hamish smiled.  “Pak Emir though fiercely so, but full of love when with his family.”

“Sok know you.”  Elnara bobbing head.  Hamish Ama thought what Yuni thought.  They're Emir fans or what?

“He heee...” Hamish chuckles instead.  “I have often been scolded by Mr. Emir even for affairs that I think are trivial, but fatal according to Mr. Emir.  Everyone's point of view is different.  Light in my opinion, heavy according to others.  I cannot blame Mr. Emir for asking him to agree with my thoughts.  That is the character of Mr. Emir.  I should be able to accept it.”

“Looks like you're an admirer of Emir.”

“I speak facts, Mom.  The Emir is like his soul.  He is full of love.  The proof is the same as his adopted son he loves.  Certainly with his wife he loved, this is first love loh.”

Elnara gasps.  Foster child?  First love?

“You're not delirious, are you?  What does it mean foster child?  Cindy is Emir's adopted daughter huh?” ask Elnara.

“Eits!”  Hamish poked his lips a bit strongly to the point of causing a small bulge in a matter of seconds.  “Had, floss again!  The Emir should not have asked me to have a lot of time with his wife.  My mouth can't be guarded.”  Hamish talked to himself.

“Explain to me, Hamish!” elnara Pinta.

“I Yes.  But please don't tell Mr. Emir about this.”

“OK.  But there are conditions.  You just tell me about the Emir.  Previously you also had a slip about the same thing, as if I would be his first wife Emir.”

“Crue.  The Emir is not married.  She seems to be in love at first sight at you.  More precisely when that time Mr. Emir saw you crying over your father when the accident occurred.  Between pity and falling in love being one.”

The Emir is not wrong to marry a woman.  The person he married was indeed the woman he liked.  Elnara.  The unfortunate incident when the Emir hit his father Elnara happened in front of Elnara's eyes.  

“Then why is the Emir known as a widower?” ask Elnara.

“Pak Emir raised Cindy as a child has made everyone assume that the Emir is married.  And Mr. Emir does not deny that, the Emir is a closed figure.  He also does not care about the views of people around him, including views about his status that is considered a widower.  But please don't tell Mr. Emir that I'm talking about this, ma'am.”

“Ya, safe.”  

The car enters the home yard.

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