NOT Second Lead
Take the Emir to fly

Not long after a young man dressed as a driver approached and thrust a rather thick brown envelope at Kamila.

"Miss."

"Okay, thank you."

Emir noticed the interaction. He was even more convinced that the girl in front of him was not an ordinary doctor.

After bowing respectfully, the young man left.

Kamila smiled at the Emir as she handed him the envelope.

The Emir received calmly, then opened the end of his amplp and slightly moved his hand as if he was counting his money at a glance

The emir smiled again. He doesn't know the money is right, less or more. He was just happy that the girl was watching him intensely.

"Can I treat you to lunch in the afternoon with this money."

Selina glanced at Kamila who also glanced back at her with a small laugh at the corner of her curved lips.

Selina hoped that this man would bring the boss she acknowledged as her friend. That's why Selina nodded her head.

"Can I take Selina?"

"We can couple maybe," Selina proposed with implied intent.

Emir's lips twitched. He knew what Kamila's best friend meant.

"Unfortunately, my boss is now abroad. That's why I'm free to use the car."

"Ooo... Your boss means a very nice person huh," Selina said happily. In my heart I hope to be introduced to him someday. And hopefully he can take her heart.

Isn't this what cross-subsidies call Selina's voice in the heart. The rich don't always get a rich couple too, right.

"That's how it is" the Emir replied without shifting his focus to Kamila.

"You want to, right. Anyway I brought my friend's luxury car," continued Emir.

Kamila fell silent and glanced again at Selina who gave her a nod.

"okay."

"Because your boss didn't come, I also canceled. Kaena I will definitely be a mosquito repellent," whispered Selina with a laugh made.

No problem, inner Emir, because it's not the target.

"Come," the Emir said as he stood up and extended his hand to Kamila who smiled at the Emir's behavior. But she suddenly felt her chest become warm.

"I stay, Lin," waved Kamila as she welcomed the Emir's hand. Emir's grip felt tight, Kamila looked at the Emir's hand, then looked into the handsome man's shady eyes.

Selina cheered in heart. He believes both have got chemistry. In this way Kamila would not be interested in this male boss.

Sometimes he is confused with Kamila. Why he did not reject the Emir's invitation, when it is clear the Emir said that he was not who and only used the luxurious facilities of his boss.

Just like her. His best friend also must be aware that he always hitchhiking luxury life with him.

As Kamila once said, wealth is not everything. Kamila lightly said that she did not need a rich man. Even if OB, as long as he's nice, and Kamila is in love with him, he'll definitely want to marry her.

His parents are rich. So are his two older sisters who are married to husbands who are also rich.

They also freed Kamila to choose her own soul mate.

Selina is different. Although not poor, but his family is far from the family of Kamila. He's from the middle class. Because his parents were the same as bank employees.

Selina used to feel enough about her life. His brother was married to a government employee. His life is fine.

But since knowing Kamila his thoughts began to change. Start to stray far away.

Looking at the Selina luxury house which gedenya almost as complex as the housing, which is equipped with a garden, swimming pool and gazebo gazebo, the number of servants who go back and forth with a special uniform in telenovela or Korean film, the number of servants who go back and forth, also clothing, bags, famous branded shoes, unlimited credit cards and the most make the girl glare is the line of motorcycles and luxury cars, which are estimated to be worth billions of rupiah.

Selina had been invited by Kamila several times to ride her luxury car. Selina was like flying over clouds with her high imagination. Wishing that one day there would be a prince who would offer this luxury to her.

But unfortunately and most annoyingly, his best friend preferred to ride his motorcycle twenty million only a day.

Okelah if Kamila is bored with his life just like that, but not with him. Selina wants Kamila's life now. At least the man who becomes a lover and her husband later must be as rich, or if it needs to be richer than Kamila.

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What's up there? confused mind.

"Above root top loh. What's up there?" But Kamila was curious and just let the Emir do it. The elevator went up.

"My vehicle is there."

Kamila looked at the man not understanding. If at the root top, because there is a helipad, then there is only a medical helicopter, which brings patients from the relationship of their parents.

You mean his friend has a helicopter too?

Kamila turned her head when she felt this handsome man clasping his hands tightly. He was willing to let go but a gust of wind slapped his face because the elevator door was already open.

"Let's not be carried by the wind" he said.

Kamila curled her lips in response

It felt cold because his doctor's robe had been taken off. Now only his shirt and pants were flying in the wind.

The Emir took off his suit and put it on Kamila.

"Let's not be too cold" the Emir said as Kamila looked at him. The girl simply nodded, harboring her nervousness due to their fairly close distance.

"We're using a medical helicopter?" kanda Kamila tried to remain calm in the Emir's shady gaze.

The Emir laughed and unhesitatingly embraced Kamila, taking her closer to a helicopter that was there.

Not a medical helicopter. It's like having his Daddy. Kamila glanced at the Emir who calmly opened the door, letting him in.

Does this really have friends? inner Kamila was hard to believe. Because the Emir looks very relaxed and is used to it. Even from the gaze and the way she behaved was very different from Selina who always looked awkward, if Kamila invited her to drive her luxury car.

But this is a helicopter that costs tens or even hundreds of times as much as its luxury car. But the Emir looked ordinary, as if it were his daily mount.

Does it really only belong to his boss who is recognized as his best friend?

They're that familiar?

Kamila's heart was full of questions, as he watched all the movements of the Emir's movements were so straightforward to fly his helicopter.

They fly? his mind exclaimed with excitement. This is what he likes the most because he remembers again if his papi has long not invited him to fly with his helicopter.

"You likey?" asked the Emir while glancing at him with the corner of his lips pulled upwards.

"Yes" answered Kamila honestly.

"Is this really your friend?" kamila asked again with suspicion. He's very curious.

"Think?" The Emir asked back with a smile.

Kamila.

His?

His eyes now looked at the focused Emir gazing forward with his agile hands playing the steering wheel and the cool button buttons that were there. Kamila believes this man must have a certificate to fly. Kamila became unsure if the charismatic handsome man beside her was an ordinary person. His suit worn by Kamila has a very good softness of material.

Who knew he and his best friend who said his boss was the same as a rich man?

Kamila felt that her brain contents had to be upgraded because of the unclear thoughts that were popping up in it.

"Don't be too tense, just relax" the Emir smiled again, softer than before.

"A I'm ordinary," Kamila somewhat stammered. Too much is thought.

What would Selina say if her friend knew she was in the helicopter?

On a whim, Kamila took a picture of him with the Emir controlling his helicopter.

Emir smiled at her actions. Moreover, the girl slightly stuck her head on her lenggan. The fragrance of his hair and body entered his kiss.

Kamila smiled after snapping it a few times. Prayer is like taking a picture with your girlfriend. Thinking about it his face warmed up. But seeing the Emir's approach, made him feel not wrong with the ingenuity of his intuition.

Later he will send it to Selina, after this heli landed. Kamila also knew where he would be taken. But the view above the sky is so beautiful. Kamila would pamper his eyes as long as the Emir was still at home flying him.