The Emir and The Ordinary Girl
Back to Glasgow

Glasgow Scotland Three Days Later

Damian arrives at the Blair family halfway house with Dahir. Both of them went straight into their rooms and cleaned themselves up.

Damian, who was finished, opened the back door and enjoyed the fresh air of the Knightswood town and Scotland generally. Damian is grateful that he has English and Scottish blood so he has attachments in this country other than Indonesia.

"Master Emir.." call Dahir.

"Born, if you don't call my name outside with a title" Damian said.

"But my lord..."

"Born up, no one knows I'm Emir Blair. They only know I'm Damian Azzam."

The man of Arab blood nodded. "Well that... Uh Damian." Dahir Saab nodded at Damian.

"We're going to the city. I'm gonna give a gift to Izzy and Betty." Damian closed his back door and carried a bag of chocolates and other food because Betty specifically asked for food.

"Izzy's? Betty?" ask Dahir.

"Known. I want to introduce you to them." Damian raised his head to signify leaving.

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The Knightswood Market Place

Dahir parked Aidan's Range Rover in a public parking lot. The two men with different physiques got down from the car. A few shopkeepers who knew Damian, greeted the tall man. Dahir saw how his Boss enjoyed chatting with many people.

"Who is Damian?" ask an old woman who sells vegetables.

"Oh this is my brother from Dubai. His name is Dahir Saab." Damian introduced Dahir who was smiling sweetly.

"When I'm forty years younger, I'm sure you'll be interested in me!" the grandmother said confidently.

Damian laughed while Dahir just shook his head.

"You're interested in him, but Dahir is not interested in you darling" said the grandfather who is the grandmother's husband.

"Oh my." Damian. The man then gave the chocolate souvenirs he bought in Dubai from an import store.

"Well, honey this is not a Valentine's Day match" said the grandmother with a flirtatious face.

Damian. "I'm going to go, I'm going to have lunch."

"Okay Damian, Dahir. Often come here so that there is a minus and plus repair of my eyes" said the grandmother.

The two handsome men just laughed then continued their walk to a flower shop.

Damian came in and Izzy was busy arranging flowers, raising his head..

"Damians ! Don't you want to come Saturday?" yelled Izzy while limping towards the man.

Dahir was a little surprised at how Izzy walked, making the man glance at his emir.

Does my lord Emir like this disabled girl? How did the great Emir and the great mistress respond? Dahir who used to hold back his emotions during being a bodyguard, only put on a flat face even though his brain was minded.

"Hi Izzy's... How are you?" greet Damian while hugging the girl.

"Waiting for the one to pick up the plant" Izzy rattled as he broke his embrace.

Unbelieving, his Emir hugs another woman outside his family circle.

"Mr Azzam !" sery voices the woman and Dahir looks up at the stairs. A typical British woman with blond hair and blue eyes stood on the stairs. The woman's face was not beautiful but attractive. Dahir was stunned with his sincere-looking smile and made his face even more attractive.

Betty rushed down the stairs and received the bag. His blue eyes were increasingly twinkling when he saw the contents.

"Coklaaat!" he cried and immediately hugged Damian. "Thanks Mr. Azzam." Betty broke out her embrace and turned to look next to Damian. "Mr Azzam ! Why bring mannequin here?" exclaimed the woman while pointing towards Dahir.

"Mannequin?" damian and Izzy said at the same time.

"Look at the Mannequin-like posture on the display case" Betty's eyelids left Damian wide-eyed while Izzy shook his head.

"I'm not a Mannequin, miss" Dahir said in his baritone voice.

"Oh my God. You're so sexy..." Betty bit her lower lip. "Who is this Mr Azzam? Can I take it home?"

Damian is laughing harder. "He's Dahir Saab, my brother who wants to take a vacation to Glasgow. Dahir, let me introduce you to Izzy McDouglas and Betty... I don't know your last name Betty."

"Betty Leigh." Betty looked at Dahir's face with interest. "I'm not surprised that Mr. Azzam has such a handsome brother because Mr. Azzam is also handsome."

Dahir looked at Damian with a look of 'My master, your acquaintance is relaxed once'.

"Let's unload the souvenirs from Damian" Izzy took with him to the long table he bought two days ago to replace their old table.

"New desk, Izzy?" ask Damian.

"Yes. The old table broke his leg yesterday so we replaced it with a new one." Izzy and Betty look excited to unload the contents of the bag that Damian brought.

"Ooohh I'm so weak with good food and free." Betty said shamelessly.

"Basic !" kekeh Izzy's. "Thank you Damian. It's too much."

"A little" Damian replied. Before long his stomach rang making the two women there laugh.

"We'll have lunch at the restaurant where my sister works. By the way Jack wants to fish in your pond Mr. Azzam. Can you?" ask Betty while tidying up by - by Damian.

"Tell me if Jack has a day off. And he's free to fish behind the house" Damian replied casually.

"Thank you Mr. Azzam" Betty smiled.

"Let's have lunch first" Izzy asked.

The four walked to the restaurant where Jack worked after Izzy locked the door.

Dahir glanced towards the girl who was the same age as him. Sweet too.

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Introducing Betty Leigh

The Introducing Dahir Saab

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