THE EMPEROR'S HANDICAPPED GIRL
Hangovers
Lonely, warm, tight, woody aroma mixed with citrus, musk and mint greatly pierced Sabia's sense of smell. He blinked a few times, trying to digest the situation that was currently going on. Bia felt something big and heavy coiling around her stomach, and the warm breath that swept across her face made Sabia suddenly realize, she was sleeping while hugging the Emperor!!
For a while, Sabia's body froze inside the Emperor's stocky body. Wait, how could he sleep in such a position? Something must have happened! Yes, the Emperor must have touched him again!
Bia felt his clothes and underwearr, still intact unexposed. He switched to feel the lower part of his body, not feeling pain or pain like the beginning of the Emperor touched it first. But, how could they sleep in this pose??
While feeling the warmth of the Emperor's embrace, Bia tried to remember the events last night before they ended like this. He was narrated by Mbak Jeje, leaving for Papa Syailendra's birthday with the Emperor.
"She's my wife!"
Bia blushed, the Emperor's voice as he introduced her to everyone who greeted them again buzzed in the ears. Then after the event began, Papa Syailendra said a heartwarming greeting, Bia sipped a very fresh Strawberry Ice and. His memory stalled in that sparkling strawberry-flavored drink.
While trying to remember while biting her lips, a hint of nausea made Sabia spontaneously close her mouth.
"Tooch." Bia inched to sit nimbly. He shifted the Emperor's hand and got out of bed.
His stomach was like being stirred, wrapped around and churned. Bia walked into the bathroom while fumbling against the wall, cold sweat began to drench her forehead and palms.
"Geek!"
Bia was unable to withstand the nausea that forced her to remove all the contents in her stomach. Arriving in the bathroom, he bent over the closet quickly.
"Cats, hoekkk!" With eyes holding the pain, Bia spewed out whatever she had devoured last night.
Hearing an unusual noise, the Emperor opened his eyes in great force. When he realized Sabia was not in the bed, he spread his gaze across the corner of the room.
"Hoeekk!!"
"Become."
The emperor got up and jumped out of bed. He dashed over to Sabia who was sitting weakly in front of the open closet. The unpleasant aroma that the Emperor hated most somehow did not disgust him and turned away, he instead cringed inside and gently massaged Sabia's neck.
"It's okay, Bia. Take it all out let your stomach be relieved," the Emperor suggested as he pressed the flush closet.
Sabia was about to pull away the Emperor's hand but the turmoil was stirred up somehow and even made him grateful because there was an Emperor who helped him clean up his vomit that must have splattered on the floor. Bia shuddered in disgust, usually the mother who took care of Bia when in the wind and vomiting like this.
"Have you?" the Emperor asked softly as Bia just silently stared.
Bia shook her head, something inside her stomach still wanting to crumble out, she was enjoying a nauseous and twisting sensation that shortly afterwards turned into a loud bang from inside the stomach.
"Geek!" Bia back down in the closet.
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The next half an hour, the Emperor had just finished bathing and wearing clothes when Bik Yati knocked on their room door. Bia still sleeps in bed, she's still traumatized to move around a lot.
"Lake in!" emperor's orders.
Bik Yati pressed the door handle down and looked into the room. "Excuse me, Mister. This is the anget tea that you asked for."
The emperor glanced at Sabia in bed, the girl was again acting and pretending to be asleep.
"Yes, just put it on that nightstand, Bik!"
"I'll excuse you, sir," said Bik Yati as he turned around.
"Hm." The Emperor gave a brief sigh while tightening his tie-string that was coiled around the neck.
The mood was silent again. The emperor grabbed his expensive watch and put it on his wrist. It was still 6am, there was still time to take care of the little drunk for a while.
"Wake up!" the Emperor's orders were to come closer to the bed. "Your acting doesn't work for me, Bia!"
Suddenly Bia opened her eyes, her tiny lips pursed in annoyance because of being discovered.
The emperor grabbed a glass of tea that was still smoking and sat down on the side of Sabia's bed.
"Now, drink. Let your stomach warm. This mint tea can also relieve a hangover."
No need to wait long, Sabia sat up and leaned on the headboard of the bed. He held the glass that the Emperor thrust in his hand and gulped it down little by little. A warm, fresh sensation in the throat that then radiates to the stomach makes Bia feel better.
"Thank you" said Bia flat.
He was not used to communicating like a friend with the Emperor, they fought more than they got along.
"Either. Is your stomach still nauseous?"
Bia nodded quickly. His stomach had indeed improved after he took out all the contents inside.
"Did I trouble you last night?" ask Bia sunggan.
The emperor smiled briefly. "Little bit. If I'm honest I like it when you're drunk like last night, you're sweeter and more submissive."
"Curtain! You must have taken advantage of the situation!"
"No. You offered yourself."
"Me!??" Sabia glared in disbelief. How can!?!!
"It's up to you to believe it or not. For sure last night I took good care of you, when I should not let the golden opportunity pass you by!
"Curtain! Just try if you dare touch me again, I'll-"
"Suicide!" sidestep the Emperor quickly. "Don't worry, Bia. I'm more afraid to see you die than to touch you again. I can still control my juniors well as long as your threats don't change."
Sabia fell silent, hearing the Emperor's sweet words somehow made her body feel like it was being electrified. Is he really serious about his words? But the next second Sabia regained consciousness, the Emperor still had Patricia.
"of course! You can take it out on your girlfriend at any time. So don't ever touch me again!"
With a tired sigh, the Emperor clenched his hand to resist the emotion of hearing Sabia's curse.
"alright. If that's what you want, Bia."
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Jan forgot his thumb, Bestie!