THE EMPEROR'S HANDICAPPED GIRL
Hey, you!!

Disability Works Exhibition by MataHari Foundation.

The emperor read the banner at the entrance to the building proudly. Sabiya, her annoying, chatty and disputant little girl can finally become a successful woman. Although this was the first exhibition, seeing the many congratulatory wreaths that filled the entrance made the Emperor proud to have been in Sabia's life.

With a definite step, the Emperor entered the building that had been set in such a way. A line of beautiful paintings filled the hallway on the left right. The emperor was amazed, each painting was given a description of the title and name of the maker and the limitations they experienced. How every human being is created by his own merits, God is so just.

After passing through the hallway containing paintings, the Emperor arrived at a small hall that showcased many souvenirs in the form of bags, woven and other objects. Some of the works can be purchased by visitors if they please. The results will be given to the owner of the work so that they can be more excited to produce better works and improve their standard of living.

The emperor turned to the hall on the right, where many works of sculpture were collected. As soon as the Emperor recalled Sabia, it seemed like some of his wife's works were on display in this place. While examining the name of the sculptor, the Emperor circulated his gaze warily. He doesn't want to be recognized by anyone. Despite having changed his hairstyle and fashion style, the Emperor was still doubtful and worried that someone might suddenly come and greet him.

There were no Sabia-made statues in the hall, and the Emperor entered the hall into the main hall. His gaze that scanned every corner suddenly came to a halt in the middle of the room. There was a statue with a glass cover that made his entire body nailed in disbelief. With heavy steps, the Emperor approached the statue with teary eyes.

In memory of our beloved brother.

Hariyadi.

Perfectly, Sabia sculpted Hari's face to resemble the original. The last time the Emperor saw the statue, there were still many flaws here and there. And now, standing in front of a small pillar with a glass box containing a statue of Hari's face, the Emperor was as if he was actually looking at his late sister. The Emperor took off the mask he was wearing, suddenly his breathing was tight.

"Hi, Hari!" greet the Demon Emperor after quite a long time standing in front of him. "We will meet again!"

A single tear fell but the Emperor quickly wiped it away. He doesn't want anyone to suspect.

The emperor was shocked. A woman with a camera hanging from her neck suddenly stood next to her. However, there is something a little different about the physicality of the woman. His hands were deformed with incomplete fingers.

"can't. Excuse me!" The Emperor passed away cynically while putting his face mask back on.

Although it was a pity, but the Emperor did not like to be documented by anyone!! No one should know about him.

With wide strides, the Emperor immediately turned towards the passage where he entered earlier. Because his gaze was still clouded by crying and the atmosphere of the dim hallway, The Emperor did not see that from the opposite direction a girl he loved so much was walking quickly while carrying several boxes of bread stacked soaring up to cover his nose. Bia did not see the Emperor because of his black clothes and dim lights.

Buk.

Brakes.

The emperor felt his body goosebumps when it was suddenly hit by a cake box monster until the monster lapsed and the cake box fell. The smell of strawberry suddenly made the Emperor's body creep. Sabians!! No, no, not now!!

"Hey, you!"

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