
Airlangga felt a blanket slide down his body and a hand touched a small part of his back. It was so warm that it was hot, like the blood flowing through its veins was flowing faster than the blood of a man in general.
"Don't go, I'll take responsibility for all this" whispered the man in Airlangga's ear. Airlangga's body trembled violently as it held back her cries.
He was now crushed by the man who was hugging him at this moment. He could not move because the man's embrace on his waist was very strong as if afraid that he would run away tonight.
Not long after, there was a regular roar of breath from the man who was hugging her. The man's embrace also began to loosen.
With a limp step, Airlangga got up from the bed. Looking for his clothes in the darkness of the room. Finding his clothes was already not worth his use anymore. Then he wears a shirt of a man who has desecrated him and shorts **********.
He wears a breast-covering scarf to cover his head. He then went out of the president's suite.
***
"How come you didn't find that woman? No fuss, it looks like you need to be replaced with a more bona fide man who works."
Emilio wiped the sweat on his forehead. Undaunted by the threat of his boss who likes to fire subordinates who are not liked. This boss of his was indeed a meticulous, resolute and terrifying person. Not because of his bad looks but because of the firmness of his attitude and speech.
"No, sir, no" said Emilio. He showed me the screen from his laptop.
"We can only see this woman coming out of your hotel room. I don't know when he got in there. It seems like you have been framed by someone, proven You take the stimulant drug that is not yet known who gave it. I suspect your future sister is involved in it. Master can see if he brings you into that room. He has also prepared another woman for you. It's just, what does it mean. Could it be that she doesn't like your wedding plans with her brother?"
Mike frowned then stared intently at Emilio making the big man in front of him wrinkle and bow his gaze.
"You should have checked who's behind this disgusting plan. Ish, I have to deal with a woman I don't know and don't know who she is. My body is too precious and noble to be touched by a cheap woman! If it's true that my sister-in-law is planning this, then you should investigate her motives. No. No. I'll investigate it myself. He wants to play games with the Emperor then I'll serve."
Emilio let out a long breath. He knew, he was wrong because he had been careless to keep this superior. His mastermind had actually planned all of this so nicely that he lost his boss last night. It's just that the boss's future sister-in-law looks weak and innocent. It seems impossible to do that. It's just that sometimes people do wear plain faces to cover up his cunning.
Cars still run through the congested streets of the capital. Flickering lights along the street make this city feel beautiful at night. However, it seemed like the very heart of the boss was not as beautiful as the scenery of this city. It's pitch-dark.
The Emperor examined carefully the image of the woman he had been with that night. There is no visible face and hair because it is covered by a white veil. However, he remembered the woman's fragrance. Sweet as vanilla ice cream. His skin is also soft and smooth. It was fortunate that the woman was still pure so she did not feel any loss.
However, she was still curious about the girl because last night she did not wear any safety at all. It could be that his precious and valuable seeds were stuck in the girl's body. Remembering that makes his blood boil.
"You have to get this woman somehow!"
"Ready, Sir!" answer Emilio. The man looked dizzy to find the woman where. Taxi, the woman booked a taxi before leaving the hotel. Emilio's once somber face is now beginning to shine.
The car then entered a luxury house similar to a palace or star hotel. The courtyard of the house was spacious with one large pond in the middle. The pool has a fountain whose flow moves beautifully.
The Mercedes-Benz ridden by the Emperor stopped in front of the mansion's large door. A couple stood at the door of the house. They moved closer to the car.
"Emperor my son-in-law, I'm glad you came here. Come in, Cantika is waiting for you inside" said Ferdi, hugging the Emperor.
The emperor smiled respectfully which did not reach his eyes. For him this is something very boring. If not for his father and mother's insistence on getting married, he wouldn't have been able to be in this place.
They went straight into that house. A young girl with brownish-colored wavy hair ran towards the Emperor. The girl immediately stood in front of the Emperor timidly.
"Hi, I'm glad you came. I've been waiting for you ever since" said Cantika.
"I'm also happy to see you," replied the Emperor flatly.
"Let's sit in the living room waiting for your father and mother to come" Ferdi told the Emperor.
"I'm sorry, mom and dad haven't been able to come because there's a sudden business."
"Oh, what a pity," said Ira, "when I had missed meeting Jeng Dara so much."
"Sorry, Aunt. My youngest brother is sick and they are waiting for him at home. That kid is spoiled."
"Then tomorrow we'll visit him."
"No need to bother, Om. He was just plain sick," the Emperor said.
Fadil looked at his daughter. "Beautiful, bring your fiance in."
"Okay, Dad," said Cantika. He was about to hug the Emperor's arm, but the man dodged by stepping first.
Cantika's face immediately looked disappointed. He looked at his mother who saw this. Ira's mother nodded her head as if telling her daughter to be patient.
Two hours later, the family dinner was over.
When everyone laughed, someone entered this room. All speechless. Staring towards the small and skinny man who stood with his hands interlocked, walking down, looking weak.
"Airlangga, where have you been all day? Why are you just coming now?" hardik Fadil is upset with his son who is always not at work. Airlangga was his son who was still big, his expectations for the child were huge. But the boy always disappointed him. Not according to what he expected.
"Sorry, Dad. Me, I just got home from the hospital," he answered in fear. He looked around at the person in the room.
Now his gaze met the Emperor's netra who was looking at him sharply. His throat suddenly felt stuck. His chest became tight. His white face is now more pale. With an expression like seeing a ghost.