THE EMPEROR'S HANDICAPPED GIRL
First Work

It took Sabia almost a week to make a statue of Hari's face. Although the results are still rough, but he was very proud when Mama Mira and Bik Yati praised his first work. Only Hari felt that her face did not look alike, she still hoped Sabia corrected the eyes that were too narrow for her.

"Well, your face when you wake up is so rich!" bela Mama Mira's.

Bia raised her chin with a pongah. "No, right!" skink.

"But not the cockpit that time, Ma. Check it again!" keluh Keukeh Day. He pointed at the part of the eye that he thought resembled a sleeping person.

"No, it's good! That's cool. Mama Dong's turn to make a statue, right Bia?"

Bia nodded quickly. "Yes dong, Ma. Go to Bik Yati!"

Hari turned to Bik Yati who had been standing in the doorway. His face was suddenly blazing happy to hear that Nonanya will make a facial statue version of herself.

"Tuh, Bik. Look, her face doesn't look like me, does it?!" tanya Hari was not satisfied.

Bik Yati noticed the artificial statue of Sabia and Hari's face alternately, the nose, lips and face shape is good, anyway.

"Yes, right? His eyes are too narrow, right?" cecar Hari force.

"It's good, sir. Pretty similar. This is indeed the statue of Mr. Hari just woke up!"

"Grff ..." Sabia held back her laughter.

The day is getting worse not accept. "I don't want to know, just make a statue of my face more handsome than this!"

"But, the handsome maksa!" hatch Bia.

"Day, stop. Your turn is done. It's Mama's turn. Why why!?" Mira mediates.

"Yes, sir. When is it Bibik's turn if Tuan Hari does not want to change!" Bik Yati complained.

Hearing everyone defending Sabia, in the end Hari just exhaled her resignation.

"Yes already is. I'll ask you to make it to Mr. Jovan!"

"Yeee, latch! Yes, I will make it again after having Mama and Bik Yati finished. Have patience, my dear sister!"

"Currently, Brother? You're bockered!"

"Day, already, ah! You've been rich Tom Jerry for a long time!" great-grandson Mira. "Yuk, Bia. We'll start now!" Mira pulls out a chair and sits in front of her daughter-in-law, preparing to be touched.

Sabia poked her tongue towards the voice of Hari and turned to Mira. He was preparing to touch the face of his father-in-law. Closing her eyes, Bia began scanning every inch of Mira's face into her memory. From a glance, Mira is similar to Hari. They both have eyes that tend to be narrow, but different in the small and slender nose, thin upper lip and the lower lip. Bia stopped his hand for a moment, Mira had a fairly deep eye basin. In his mind, such eye basins were similar to people who were sick.

"Is your mom sick?" ask Bia spontaneously.

Mira was stunned, she turned her head to Hari and Bik Yati. He then raised his index finger to his nose, coding them for silence.

"What's the matter, Bia?" Mira asked back.

"Mama has a deep eye basin. Rich people who are sick," plain Sabia explained.

"Mama soybean. Lack of sleep is also possible! Isn't that right, Ma?" hatch Day cut.

"Have not memorized Mama's face yet? Let's have lunch first! I'm hungry!"

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Meanwhile, in the modest house of the Darma family.

The emperor was struggling with the cake batter since two hours ago. Since yesterday, he helped Bu Darma make cakes for Sabia. After noticing his in-laws making cakes as an example, the Emperor finally wanted to make cakes for Sabia from his own hands.

As a result, he had to try and error several times. And since two hours ago, he's been busy alone in a kitchen that's not so big and very simple. He was ready to decorate the cake with cream.

"Mom not interested in moving to a bigger house?" ask the Emperor.

Bu Darma looked around his house and turned to the Emperor. "Why is this house?"

"Why not, anyway! I mean Mama doesn't want to move to a nicer house?!"

"This house is ugly, huh?!"

The emperor took a long breath. It seems like Sabia's innocent thinking is a derivative of Bu Darma.

"I didn't say ugly. Nice, kok!"

"Keep for what Mama should move if this house is enough?"

"I just want Mama and Dad to live in a comfortable house. There is an ART that serves for 24 hours. Doesn't Mama want to?"

Ms. Darma stopped her hand folding the box for the cake order tomorrow.

"No, Kai. It's just a simple life like this, Mama is happy. So why force yourself to live a luxurious life."

"My boy bought her house, Mama won't you?" Emperor forced.

"Mending money for you to buy your own house and Sabia. Than you guys living together in that big house! Mama so hesitant to often look at Bia."

"Why condone? It's also Bia's house, really!" rebuttal Emperor.

Ms. Darma did not say, she again busied herself folding the pile of boxes.

"So tomorrow how do we plan to surprise Bia?"

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