Honor Behind the Stain
The girl in my room

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The emperor entered the house shortly after turning the key, then headed for the room and immediately grabbed a towel.  He had just returned home after attending a tasyakuran event at Kyai Umar's house.  His body felt sultry and rushed to take a shower. 

After about twenty minutes, the athletic man came out in a towel wrapped around his waist. Drops of water still appear to roll down the chest of the field.  The emperor took the clothes from the closet and threw them on the mattress, just above the blanket-covered bolster.

Suddenly the Emperor was struck by something moving behind the blanket shortly after it was hit by a cloth throw.  It turns out that the thing behind the blanket is not a bolster pillow, it can move.

A crocodile?  But it is impossible for any animal to enter the house and curl up on a mattress.

The Emperor approached the bed, pulling the blanket with his super strength.

“Yes!”  The Emperor was surprised to see the figure of the girl sleeping soundly, lying in her mini clothes, clothes that are sure to make women catch a cold at night.  The sight made the Emperor throw a blanket back at the girl's body.

The girl did not move. Really fast, not fooled even though his face was slightly hit by a blanket.  The girl's mouth opened slightly.   

Is the girl asleep?  Or die?  The emperor brought his face closer to check on her condition and placed a finger in front of her nose.  His finger felt a warm slap of the girl's breath.  

Accidentally, at such a close distance the Emperor witnessed a spectacular sight.  A beautiful face with pliable eyelashes that will not be possible great sculptors in this world can match it.

But why that one?  And... Why did the girl fall asleep in her room?

If it wasn't the Emperor who had caught the girl in this room, it would have been in danger.   At least the Emperor's brain could still think normally and there would be anxiety if it damaged the woman who did not know her identity, who could somehow be in his room.

The emperor recalled that he left home to attend a tasyakuran in the house of Kyai Umar, where he was asked to represent the youth of the complex.  Then he said goodbye home. 

At home, there was a girl sleeping in her room. Strange, he's living contracting alone. Where did the girl come from?

The last time he left the house was locked.  And indeed he never forgets to lock the house every time he travels. Then how did the girl be barked in her room while the door keyhole was fine.  The door is not broken.  Even the Emperor came home and had time to turn the key because the door was locked.

Did the Emperor forget to lock the door?  Questions were doubtful in his mind.

Only two months later the Emperor lived in the housing complex. He was known as a polite and kind young man. Even so far called pak ustad since teaching children to teach.

In fact, he also received an honor in the form of an invitation from Kyai Umar, a well-known figure who is respected and respected at the ceremony of prayer for the return of the daughter of the kyai from Mecca after the pilgrimage.  

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