The Empress Uncontrollable
Gas Fault

“Fried chili already, tararra!” shouted a long-haired beautiful girl who was pigtailed by a ponytail was mimicking the cheff style she had seen on youtube.

Her name is Aira, a hobby of cooking and an owner of one of the rising cosmetic brands today. He who still wears his apron was excited to bring the cooking to the dining table in another room which was limited by a glass bulkhead.

“Hah, I'm really good at cooking. Must be lucky to be my husband later,” murmured while putting a serving of chicken sauce basil beside a basket of fresh fruits that he bought earlier.

Suddenly he remembered something.

“Ah, yes tempe friedku!” He ran straight back to the kitchen.

There was smoke rising from the frying pan. He had not had time to approach the stove, suddenly the fire had spread on the frying pan. “Fire!” panicked shouting.

A second later ….

BAMM!

**

Currently in front of many people seen a pair of brides who are doing wedding rituals. The red shirt with gold thread embroidery forming a phoenix pattern on the wedding couple's robe really amazed many people there. However, no one knew what was really going on right now.

“Ah, where is this?” aira muttered because she felt her head dizzy.

“What happened? What happened?”

There was a commotion that made Aira's head feel more dizzy.

“What the hell happened? And this is what the fuck?” his inner being did not understand why his face was currently covered in a red cloth.

He also saw that his body was currently being held by someone. “Actually what is this?” Aira was confused. He immediately stood up straight so that he would no longer be swept by others.

“Mistress, you're okay right?” The voice of a woman who was supporting Aira's body.

“Mistress?” Aira was shocked to hear the call.

Aira did not have time to answer, suddenly the voice of a man standing right beside her whispered, “If you do anything, do not expect your family to be safe.”

Aira's eyes widened to hear the threat. “Family, what family?” aira muttered because she had been an orphan since the age of ten.

But he had not been able to act, at this time a folding knife was under his left chest. “Mistress, please calm down and get things done,” said the woman who had supported Aira's body.

“This I threatened?” thought the Aira who was then could only nod because she did not dare to fight back at this moment.

Shortly afterwards it was heard that the woman who was currently holding a knife to threaten Aira said quite loudly. “Sorry, Princess Ailing is not so well. So please generosity of the king and queen to let the wedding ceremony this time be expedited.”

“Hah, wedding? Me married? Wait, who am I married to? Uh, no. The one who was married was Princess Ailing. Then why am I being threatened?” inner Aira who could not understand what was happening.

“Good, please continue,” said the King.

“Thank you, Your Honor,” said the man next to Aira.

After that the wedding was back. Everything went with wisdom as if nothing was strange in the least. Even Aira who was currently inside the bride's clothes also felt confused because her body seemed to move itself doing all the things that of course she had never seen once.

A few hours passed. After completing all the processions are quite tiring, finally Aira was brought into a room. And after feeling the room was quiet, he quickly opened his face cover.

“Where is this?” said Aira while staring around the room. It is confusion to see the entire room which is almost all furnished wood. Even he did not see any lights and only candles were the lights of the room.

“Eh wait, why am I talking like this?” he said he just realized he was speaking a foreign language. But strangely he could understand what he was saying and he could speak using such strange language as if it was the language he used everyday.

“Ailing,” murmured.

He immediately stood up from the bed he was sitting on. With great difficulty pulling on the red dress she used, she finally managed to take the candle and bring it to the dresser that was still in the room.

“This who?” aira asked as she looked at the image of herself in the mirror. It was obvious that it was not his face.

He also severely pinched his own cheek. “Au!” the pecker who was in pain.

“This is me? Wait,” muttered Aira while putting the candle and then sitting in a chair nearby.

He was silent long enough to try to remember what really happened. Until finally came the memory of the incident of fried tempeh that was charred and gas exploded.

“I should die ‘kan? Or may I live again?” mumbled Aira while looking back at the picture of her face in the mirror.

“Means I was Ailing it ‘right? Hah, why is this?” murmured Aira who was still inexhaustible with what happened.

A moment later, I heard the door open. Aira immediately turned to look at the person who had come.

“Wah, handsome,” Inner Aira when seeing the handsome tall sturdy man.

“Basic has no rules,” scorn the man.

The spicy sentence instantly made Aira frown. “What do you mean?” tanyakanya.

Immediately a cynical smile appeared on the thin lips of the handsome man. “What is this like the way the general's residence educates you?” ask again.

“Ah, what are you talking about,” said Airin as he got up from his chair. “You are who, why suddenly enter and nagging unclear,” comments while removing the face cover that was still attached to his head.

“Really do not know the rules,” furious the man while walking closer to Aira. “Do you want to say that you lost your memory and forgot about our marriage some time ago, Princess Ailing?”

Aira's eyes are round. “So he was the one who married me. Then he also told people to threaten me?” his inner.

“Oh, so you threatened me! Who are you really? Why suddenly married me by force and now-now ..” He was out of words.

Directly the man in front of Aira frowned. “Is his head really in trouble?” thought.

After that, the man took a long breath. “I don't want to see a lot of drama. Quickly take off my clothes and we'll do everything. I have a lot of business,” he said as he spread his hands.

“Detach his clothes? Much business? He meant to ask me to do that, in that style? Cih, not to mind,” Inner Aira while narrowing her eyes at the handsome man.

“Don't dream!” reject Aira while choosing to continue removing her own clothes that feel like a pack of lemper cake, layered.

A moment later, Aira suddenly felt danger approaching. He quickly retreated as the man in front of him swung his sword towards Aira. And with instincts that do not know where, suddenly Aira took a sword that became a wall decoration in the room.

He also attacked. Fights were inevitable, the two of them clashed swords. Aira's hand even looks agile to play the sword.

“Ah, don't know. For sure this is not the fencing I learned. But whatever, the important thing is that I do not die at this time,” the inner Aira while continuing to swing the sword.

Until ….

Brak! The door of the room is open.

“Master!” call someone who comes in suddenly. “Eh!”