THE EMPEROR'S HANDICAPPED GIRL
Make Over

In the room, since an hour ago Sabia was fiddling with her phone to try out some of the available apps.

He pushed the round button long enough. "Open music!"

"Music On." The sound of Siri responding.

Before long, the Western pop music chants that had been selected by Memey to the music gallery on Sabia's mobile phone began to sound. Sabia closed her eyes to enjoy the soundtrack songs of her favorite Disney movies. Flashbacks of film scenes flashed in Sabia's memory, if only the story was as smooth as the story in the fairy tale and the film, Sabia would now be able to live happily ever after. In fact, after deciding to marry the Emperor who he thought was the prince of a fairy tale, it turns out that Sabia lives much luckier when she was single. At least he can still see the beauty of the world, despite living rough with his two simple parents.

"Turn off that music, Bia! I'm going to sleep!" the Emperor complained while covering his head with a pillow, but the noise from the music that made his drowsiness disappeared.

Sabia according. He pressed the round button slowly. "Music off!"

"Turn off music." Siri is back.

The Emperor breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and watched Sabia who put the phone on the nightstand while fumbling at the table. Before long, Bia spread her head on the pillow and looked blankly up.

"Sleep, Bia! You're like a possessed person if you're so expressionless!"

Sabia frowned, was the Emperor paying attention to her? How does the man know when Bia is daydreaming?

"Why do you love to dictate to me" Sabia protested.

"Because you were a kid. I wasn't told to walk."

Sabia's lips pursed hearing the Emperor's explanation. He understood that the Emperor's age was far above him, but treating Bia like a child really hurt his pride.

"Sleep. Tomorrow morning Mama will take you to the salon. The day after there is an office birthday event, there is no way you come there with this baby appearance of yours. At least dress up like a grown woman!"

"I don't want to go!" break up Sabia is irritated. Not yet set out but the Emperor had already told him so! Huh! What a pleasure to gather with people he does not know. They must be boring old people.

"Don't argue. I don't like to be denied, Bia. Sleep on." The emperor snorted angrily at Sabia's reply, turning his back.

Sabia clucked, she turned around and turned her back on the Emperor. The size of the spacious bed made the Emperor no longer have to worry that Sabia would touch him like this morning. So tonight he could close his eyes quietly and peacefully.

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"Good morning Biaaa, Mama brought a lot of souvenirs for Mama Mira's favorite daughter-in-law." Mira welcomes Sabia's arrival at the dining table cheerfully.

Sabia only smiled softly, she placed her wand next to it as soon as Bik Yati pulled the chair for her.

"Yesterday afternoon. Oh yes, the Emperor asked Mama to take you to the salon. We'll be leaving for breakfast soon, yeah!"

"He didn't want to come to the show, Ma. Definitely not fun to get together with old people!"

"Eh, don't get me wrong. Tomorrow's a great show. There's an artist too! You just come to know how rich the annual event Mahaputra Group is!" keukeh Mama Mira enthusiastic.

Sabia did not reply, she felt the plate containing breakfast and grabbed the spoon that was lying next to her. Fervently, Sabia finished her breakfast as usual. All the men in the Mahaputra family must have been working at this hour, only Mira and Sabia stay to enjoy breakfast.

A few hours after that, Mira and Sabia arrive at the expensive salons of the socialites and artists of the capital. Mira often comes to this salon for treatment of face, hair and the whole body.

A gentleman approached Mira who was his VVIP client. He was a little stunned to see Mira carrying a foreign girl with a look that was sad in terms of fashion glasses.

"Hi, Mommy!! Well, sapose indang?" The gemulai man watched Sabia from head to toe.

"Eh, Hel. This is my daughter-in-law, please help make over her!"

"Ayyyy, son-in-law of mandose? Sapose's the one who stabbed?" the man's screams were held back. "Can't be Hari, ‘kan, Mommy??"

"No. This is the Emperor's wife. Cus, Helmi. You get her the best treatment from this salon!"

"Hellen, Mommy. Helmi sapose eike don't know!" helmi protests uh, Hellen.

Sabia could not help but smile at Hellen's clumsiness. He complied as Hellen pulled him and took him to sit in a soft chair that could rotate.

"You cut her hair, Hel. Keep on coloring that matches the color of her skin!" there was the voice of Mira commanding not far from where Sabia was sitting.

"Calm down, Mommy. In the hands of Hellen Clarita Estela everything will definitely be cantika!"

With the resigned mode, Sabia no longer had much protest and voice when the magical hand of Hellen changed her entire appearance. Sabia's long hair that was always curled began to be cut to adjust the shape of her face, and colored with the color of the current hair. While then hair treatment, some people appear to tidy up the nails of Bia's hands and feet.

"His face is naturally beautiful, Mommy. No need for weird treatment." Hellen approached Mira who was doing Hair Spa.

"okay, Hel. Tomorrow don't forget to send your staff home to dress us up!"

"Ready, Mommy. Don't worry be happy trilili."

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