THE EMPEROR'S HANDICAPPED GIRL
Temporarily Disconnected

In the 35th floor apartment, the Emperor sat on a long sofa in the living room while waiting for Patricia who was bathing. He had started working and was busy with some work that was delayed due to his health condition the other day.

His father had been home since yesterday, and today the Emperor went to Patricia to compromise.

"Have you eaten?"

The emperor gasped, Patricia already walking towards the pantry using only the towel she wrapped around the body. If not, maybe the Emperor will ambush that sexy body right now. Unfortunately, his mind was in turmoil since his Papa collapsed a few days ago.

"Here in the office. Come here, there's something I want to talk to you about." The Emperor extended his hand to Pat as the woman looked at him.

Patricia's gaze was full of suspicion, her feeling was not good. "Talking about what?" tanyanya. "Oh yeah, how's your dad doing?"

The emperor exhaled heavily, his hands drooping weakly. "Come here, Pat." she asked.

Patricia put down the glass she held and approached her lover. He slightly pulled up the towel covering his thigh to tempt the Emperor, but the polar man was as if he had no taste to enjoy this evening with him in bed. Finally Patricia let out a disappointed sigh and sat some distance away from the Emperor.

"Say what's wrong?" pat asked ketus, his hands crossed in the chest.

"We're gonna have to break up temporarily, Pat."

Djder.

As a thunderbolt in broad daylight, the words Patricia hated the most he finally heard today.

"Only temporarily, I guarantee that after Bia's surgery I'll come back to you."

"lik! You must have started to love that blind girl!"

The Emperor got up and approached Pat. "No, Pat. You're the only woman I love."

Patricia stared intently at the Emperor's pitch-black bead of eyes.

"I've been putting my Papa's health first for a while now. Please understand. I'm not really gonna leave you. We can still meet, but not as often as we used to. I'm sorry, "please the Emperor is sad, his fierce face dims and looks very depressed.

"Do you promise?" ask Pat doubtfully.

As if it had gotten a fresh breeze, the Emperor nodded swiftly. "I promise. It's only temporary."

It's not without reason that Syailendra doesn't like Patricia. In addition to differing beliefs, Patricia's work as a model who dared to appear open-minded made Syailendra afraid that the Emperor would be affected by his bad image. Moreover, the apartment ad that Patricia starred in did not sell on the market because of the selfishness of the Emperor. The model chosen was not Patricia.

"Before you go, how about we sleep for a while?" seduced Pat while leaning spoiled on the chest of the Emperor field.

"Sorry, Pat. I gotta go home. Papa's condition is still unstable and I don't want to make him suspicious."

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Meanwhile at the Mahaputra residence. All the family members had gathered around the dining table. Only the Emperor had not come and joined.

Hari tells about a funny incident while in the office, the goal is to entertain Mama and Sabia so as not to just think about the problems of each of them.

Hari and Mira recontactly follow Syailendra's point of view. Only Sabia remained silent and returned after hearing the name of the Emperor.

"Good night everyone, sorry I'm late!" The emperor threw his butt into the chair next to Sabia after a servant pulled a chair for her.

Day indifferently, Sabia was more uncaring. Only Mira and Syailendra responded with a smile. Realizing that the atmosphere had become silent due to his arrival, the Emperor was misbehaved.

"Oh yeah, Pa. Sabia joined the sculpting les! Yeah, right, Bia?" chirps Mira trying to melt the atmosphere.

Syailendra smiled happily. "Well, that's cool. Later Papa will make a special exhibition for all the results of your work, Bia!"

"Ah, Papa, Bia still needs a lot to learn. It's a long time to be called an expert!" bia said low.

The Emperor looked at Sabia in surprise. It's fitting that this girl looks unconcerned about their last fight, it turns out she has her own busy life for a few days.

"What's my flower?" tanya Hari glanced at the Emperor.

Bia shaking. "I don't make vases! I made a face sculpture!"

"Grff ..." The Emperor tried to hold back his laughter when he heard Bia's explanation. Face statue?

Sabia snorted in annoyance as the Emperor laughed at her, she turned her head and stared blankly at the seat of the annoying man.

"I'll make a nice sculpture. I will also make sculptures for Hari, Mama, Papa and my parents, Bik Yati as well. Except you!" emotional spray.

"Pffff ..." Day's turn that couldn't hold back his laughter.

Mira immediately patted Hari's shoulder so as not to aggravate the atmosphere.

"Hahaha .. good, Bia!" praise Syailendra who saw the checkmate of his son-in-law to the Emperor. "Boy, don't be jealous of us at the exhibition!" syailendra blinked his eyes at the Emperor.

"No. Just do as you please. I was never considered in this family from the beginning." The Emperor said casually as he devoured the last mouthful of his dinner.

Syailendra's laughter stopped, he stared at his son. Mira who realized the atmosphere back stiff just stroked the back of her husband's hand so as not to prolong this conversation.

Sabia who had wanted to corner the Emperor became regretful after hearing the words of the man sitting next to her.

Is there a secret he does not know?

Could it be that the attitude of the Emperor who always behaved as he wanted to win himself was a form of rebellion against the injustice he had felt so far?

"I go into the room first. Good night!" The emperor rose from his seat after gulping the water in the glass to the toilet.

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Bestie, jan forgot his thumbs.

Get ready to fall in love with Emperor yaa in the next chapters!