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80. Fall off

Soon Queen Lee opened one by one the doors of Madam Sura's wardrobe. Her fingers were quite a lot, and her clothes were almost all branded clothes she made. Queen could not stop smiling seeing her masterpiece so loved.

Some black clothes he put on the bed, with different models of clothing. One by one he started matching clothes with other items. Sketching on her head by imagining the face and posture of Madam Sura.

Hmm. .. There seems to be less.

Alisya wrinkled, seeing something lacking there.

Ah, yes. Wearing a belt would be great.

His eyes swept through the entire room, looking for where Madam Sura kept the waistband. Together with his eyes that continued to sweep the entire room, his feet also stepped where the direction of his gaze shifted.

Ah, there he is. Sumringah mumbled to see a sideboard with various jewelry on it, neatly arranged that looks not much different from the look of a jewelry store.

His eyes led him to the sideboard quickly without noticing his steps, to the point of ignoring a mannequin where the hat was placed in front of him and then tripping his legs.

Aakhsh ...

He actually fell down, stuck like a lizard on the floor. His mouth could not stop groaning as his knees and elbows continued to inflict pain into his brain.

“Astagah miss.” A housekeeper called out, directly turning the Queen's body. “Let me help you stand miss.” The Queen refused.

The Queen was so embarrassed, her face even flushed red as someone watched her cling to the floor perfectly like this. The pain in his knees and elbows seemed to disappear immediately replaced with embarrassment.

“Nona, you are in pain. You better wake up.” Persuade the housekeeper, who was still half in a panic looking at Queen. Moreover, found his knee slightly scratched and bruised. “Nona, your knee is injured.” He said, covering his mouth with his palm.

“Then get me the red medicine. Pliss..” Queen said pleading. More precisely begging to give him time to get rid of this embarrassment.

“Good miss, I will take red medicine for you.” Said the maid immediately leaving Madam Sura's room and Queen breathed a sigh of relief.

He began to move his head to the side, then tilted his slightly ached body making his mouth again groan, complaining in pain. His gaze suddenly focused on a map under the sturdy closet.

The map is already swarming by spider webs and also looks very dusty.

Whatisit?

Queen moved her body slowly to get closer to the bottom of the closet. His hand went under the cupboard and reached it, then pulled the old map slowly.

The dust immediately burst out of the closet, making him slightly cough. But don't make it stop to pull that old map out. The nest of spiders who are also interested in sticking in his hand is not cared for. He was just curious, and wanted to satisfy his curiosity on that old map.

He got up slowly, and sat with his gaze still fixed on the worn-out map.

Analysis result Andi Sabiru Officer?!

His brows furrowed reading the faint writing covered in dust in front of the worn-out Map. His curiosity increasingly challenged him to know more about the old map. His hand wiped and removed the dust that was stuck and opened it. But he had not been able to open it, the help of the household was heard to open the door to the room.

Queen panicked, between wanting to return the map under the closet or bring it. His eyes glanced under the cupboard and the map in turn. The curiosity is not complete, so it does not feel easy to return the map back under the closet.

Queen quickly rolled up the old map and put it in her bag, as much as possible she made the map fit in her slingbag and promised to return the map where she had picked it up.

His hands then cleaned the dust scattered on the floor, and also removed the cobwebs on his hands of course.

“Astagah. Are you okay?” The housekeeper was again surprised to see Queen Lee's position was still the same as when she left earlier.

“Oh God, what happened to him?” Excited Mr. Tri immediately shifted his eyes. Can't see the Queen's position creeping like a lizard, with a very mini skirt. Almost showed his whole crotch.

“Do not look here Paaak!!” Shouted Queen and Mr. Tri slurped stiffly.

“Help me standing. My chest is very sick.” Queen complained, pretending to put on a face of pain.

The housekeeper helped her sit up, then stood up. Groans came back from the Queen's mouth but this time Queen did not pretend, she actually groaned in pain as her legs were about to step. Mr. Tri and the housekeeper grabbed him, keeping him from falling again.

“How can you fall miss? This room doesn't even have a hole as small as an ant.” Said Mr. Tri, holding Queen's body out of Madam Sura's dressing room.

“Did Mr Tri not see the mannequin's leg?! Very long until success makes me in pain like this.” Queen's growling, on the sidelines of her pain in her knees.

“Eh, you.” Appoint Queen to the housekeeper. “Take me belt, black color to be paired with the shirt on the bed.” His command and the housekeeper nodded, returning to the dressing room. “Before I just wanted to take the belt, but it ended like this.” Queen's complaint, almost inaudible.

“Wrap this well Mr. Tri and give it to the girl. I want to go home, it feels like my chest hurts a lot.” He said, break away from Mr. Tri's behavior.

“Nona, how about your wound?!”

“Outside injuries are not important to me, the important thing right now is my body on the inside because the inside wounds are more worrying than the outside ones on the outside.” Queen replied, leaving Madam Sura's room by walking a little limp.

Aiisshh. Maybe I shouldn't have come to Mrs Denisa's funeral. I will only make all eyes on me by walking like this.

The Queen continued to step up, with a face expression enduring the pain but with a heart that flowered. Because he can carry the old map without being suspected by anyone in the house.

Shortly before she went down the stairs which made her again groan in annoyance and complain of pain, Queen glanced at Zulaikha who was still in Madam Salma's room, along with two female house assistants.

There, Zulaikha seemed confused to choose which clothes are good, which will be worn by Mrs Salma. The girl seemed to be considering what Queen said earlier to her, about her poor fashion sense and would embarrass the Madam from the Andi family, which then made Zulaikha smile winning.

“Do not choose that. It's ancient, like it's been worn 100 times in a month.” Said the Queen in a commanding tone, entering into Madam Salma's room. Certainly with a little bit of a limp.

“Nona, what happened to you?!” Zulaikha asked spontaneously when he saw Queen Lee who entered with limp and blisters on her knees.

“Ah, there was a bit of tragedy earlier. But your job is not to worry about me, just worry about the wrong clothes you chose and almost make Mrs Salma look embarrassing because of that.” Queen replied, making Zulaikha limp to hear it.

“Select the shirt there.” Point Queen at a dress held by one of the house assistants. “Pair with that shoe.” Appoint the Queen again, and draw closer to the shoes she is referring to. “Then pair it with that hat. Because surely Mrs Salma's face will always be sad. So surely he wants to cover it with something, so .. black hat with a little net in front of him will help him a little.” He said, with a proud face.

“Good Miss, thanks.” The two housekeepers said in unison. While Zulaikha was just silent, looking at the figure of the Queen who smiled proudly over the skills she had.

“Ah, no need to thank.” Queen waved her hand in front of the chest. Smiling with pride. “Lagian it is just a talent about fashion sense, so no need to thank like Miss private secretary this one.” A sentence of sarcasm pronounced by Queen with her voice pointed at Zulaikha and it made Zulaikha laugh in his mind.

“Wrap it, I'll leave first.” He then left Madam Salma's room. But before he actually came out of the room, his eyes glanced at a small picture frame on the sideboard and made his footsteps restrained.

There was something familiar there and attracted his sympathy. A worn-out photograph, in which Mrs Salma with a young boy in an elementary school uniform with a sad look, sits on Mrs Salma's lap.

Zeed?!

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