One Night Stand With Brother In Law
Chapters. 97 Perfume

I heard the sound of the door opening. Fadil came out of the room with the help of a male nurse. Fadil already looks neat and clean.

The Emperor and Farida were like a pair of young lovebirds who were caught dating their parents. Their faces looked pink from embarrassment.

"Ngga," call Fadil. He was still used to the name Airlangga instead of Farida.

"Dad," answered Farida getting a way out to escape the Emperor's question. He looked towards the nurse behind Fadil's wheelchair.

"I brought him here to help with your work" said the Emperor.

"I can do it myself" Farida said unhappily. If he wants, he has brought directly from Indonesia to accompany him and his father lives in Singapore. However, Farida did want to take care of her father herself.

Fadil seemed to shake his head at Farida.

"The intention is good," said Fadil stammered. She nodded her head to let Farida agree. He also loved to feel sorry for Farida's tired work on her own.

"You see, your father knows what I'm thinking. I don't mean anything bad to you."

"You prepare everything at the dinner table and I will wake Maulana," the Emperor ordered like the owner of this house. Farida wanted to answer but was prevented by Fadil.

Finally Farida took Fadil to the dining room. This small apartment felt cramped after the Emperor came and brought his men, including this male nurse.

"You can go out first, later if I need, I'll call you" Farida said.

The nurse looked confused.

"Quick go, before I throw you out," Farida exasperated.

The nurse could only obey the orders of her female employer. Waiting outside the apartment door along with other employers.

Farida then began making cereal porridge for her father and feeding him. Fadil moved his eyes towards Farida's room. As if asking about the Emperor.

"He proposed to me, but after everything that happened I hesitated to be with him" Farida said.

Fadil moved his head and eyes while smiling. Like saying if he agrees if Farida is with the Emperor.

"I want to live a quiet life, Dad. Just be with Dad and Maulana."

"Du-was in-he cin-ta ka-kamu se-ka-rang ju-ga," continued Fadil.

Farida smiled miris. Ask yourself if the man really loves her or is just a mere passion. It's too early to believe it. However, he remembered that in the past, the Emperor helped him to take care of his mother's funeral and he also got into an accident because he wanted to help her.

I don't know, his mind and heart started to waver. Why is it this easy? He should still be determined not to be influenced by anyone's speech.

Fadil had finished his meal. Farida looked towards the room.

"Why is it so long?" muttered.

"Dad, I saw Maulana first," said the woman leaving the dining table towards the room.

Farida immediately opened the door when the Emperor had just exited the bathroom with Farida's towel on her waist.

Farida wanted to shout, but the Emperor immediately shut his mouth.

"Sstt, Lana will wake up" he said.

The emperor scratched the nape. "I haven't had a shower since yesterday and haven't changed my clothes. My body itches everything."

"Everything, I said, you just sleep in the hotel," Farida said in a soft voice.

"Then what do you want to wear? Dad's clothes won't fit for you" Farida replied.

"Wearing your shirt," replied the Emperor with a mischievous face. I love seeing Farida's upset face.

"Or I just wear this towel all day. Maybe you'll be interested after seeing my shape and agreeing to our marriage."

"Ish, narcissistic."

"I'll have your men buy you clothes" Farida said.

The Emperor quickly restrained the door and re-encrusted Farida. The aroma of soap and shampoo used by the Emperor made Farida complacent. Though it was the soap he used to use why this man felt different.

The man's wet hair and wet chest also make him look sexier. Farida did not disown the Emperor's immense appeal to her. It felt like he had entered into the arms of the man if he did not remember if he was still in a dispute with the Emperor.

"I think it's good for me to go back," said the Emperor looking at Farida's body from the bottom up, "Ck," The Emperor's face drew closer to Farida's face and began to touch the woman's lips.

"Kai, don't be like this" said Farida trembling and hanging. His feet were like limp when cornered like this. Especially when talking his lips moved to the Emperor. He seemed to want if the man just kissed him so there was no drama. Farida closed her eyes when the Emperor kissed her.

Maulana who had indeed woken up, saw a scene that should not be seen. His little hands immediately closed his eyes while smiling. Hopefully after this the relationship will improve. For him it would all feel wonderful if the three of them were together without the little boy.

"Can you do it later after marriage?" maulana exclaimed making the lovebirds freeze for a while. Only their two eyes looked at each other and then turned towards the source of the sound.

Maulana lay face down with a thick blanket covered position shaped like a cloud. Only his head alone was visible with both palms holding his chin.

Farida directly pushed the Emperor's body away. His hand held his chest up and down quickly while regulating his breathing.

The emperor himself combed his hair backwards in a cool style. "Hey, hotshot. Are you awake?"

"Yes, from earlier," said Maulana.

"Ish, Dad is a sin. Can't date before marriage. Otherwise, God would be angry!" maulana stood up on the bed. His hands pointed towards his parents.

A red tinge was clearly visible on Farida's face. She was his mother, why was it his son who taught about religion. Severer.

"That's what I'm trying to explain to your mother. Want to get her married not to commit sins."

"Then get married just now, let me kiss mom again" Maulana said getting out of bed walking past her parents, out of the room.

"Where are you going?" ask Emperor.

"I want to call Old Father, tell him Dad did a bad thing in this house. Old Father will surely scold Father," said the boy.

The Emperor and Farida threw eyes at each other. Farida then went out and chased after Maulana.

"Lana, you can't do that" Farida forbade. She would definitely be embarrassed if her brother were to hear what happened here.

The emperor himself combed his hair back with his finger while smiling amusedly. He was proud of his son who understood about religion, it was certainly not separated from the teachings of those around him, especially Hanafi. He should have thanked the man a lot for taking care of the person he loved.