The Four Emirs
Prince Abal - abal
Suburbs of the UAE
Alaric passed his Ducati to an area that included the suburbs and saw how many date plantations there were. Alaric has never arrived in this area because he is usually heading towards Abu Dhabi but this time he chose a place a bit far away.
The man took off his helmet and parked his bike. His hazel eyes stared at the date plantation with a look of admiration. Dates that are preparing to be harvested, look tempting. The man seemed to take a walk admiring the neat date plantation.
As he was walking around, a voice made him turn his head.
"What are you? You wanna steal?" hardik a girl wearing a hijab.
Alaric gawking. What do I really want to turn over? Without help, this is a plantation I can buy kaleee!
"Just want to steal! Just admiring the date plantation. Who are you?" Alaric ate the sharp jutek girl.
"I own this farm! If you're not a thief, then what do you want?" reply the girl with a fierce tone.
"Eh neng!" The girl clenched her forehead. The neng? What language is that? "Dengerin yes! I'm out touring for a break! My bike's there and it's Ducati! Ducati! So why did I steal your dates? I sold Ducati I'll get money! It's good to say I'm a thief!" namel Alaric is upset.
"What language is 'Neng'?" ask the girl confused.
"Namec planet language! If you can't look around! You stingy!" sulk Alaric. The mood's still a mess, uh accused of being a thief anyway! The man walked away leaving the girl still standing dumbstruck.
"Hey!" call the girl.
"What?" Alaric turned.
"Do you still have anything to do with Vegeta? Because in Dragon Ball, he sucks the most!"
Alaric gawking. "So you liken me like Vegeta?"
The girl nodded.
"Listen to neng! I'm not Vegeta but I'm Trunks! Understand!" reply Alaric judes.
"Hhhmmm your hair should be painted purple if you're Trunks" chuckled the girl. "Who are you, anyway? If it's not a thief, why did you come here?"
"Said I'm touring, neng!" Alaric stared at the girl who had a height of about 170cm.
"Keep alone?" reply the girl.
"Who said you were alone? I was escorted by two people!" Alaric shows two of his loyal bodyguards on each other's bikes.
"Supervisors? Who are you? A celebrity? The emir? CEO?" ask the girl.
"If I say I'm Emir Alaric Al Azzam Blair, don't you believe me?"
The girl looked at Alaric who was wearing a leather jacket and laughed out loud. "You know if you want to chat, don't height dong!"
Alaric just grunted in annoyance. "Yes if you don't believe. I'm leaving! Assalamualaikum."
The girl's phone rang and immediately received it.
"Assalamualaikum Grandma... Yeah, he said that... HAAAAHH?" The girl turned her head towards Alaric who was already walking towards his parked motorcycle.
"Hey! Prince abal-abal! You were called by my Grandma!" it was his scream that made Alaric even more manyun.
"What did you say?" alaric asked as he turned around the second time.
The girl approached Alaric. "You are waiting for my grandmother. Oh my name is Naadhira by the way."
"I'm not nanya!" reply Alaric judes.
"I report!" reply Naadhira cuek. "Come with me!" The girl walked ahead of Alaric who gave the codes to his two guards just in case.
"Your bodyguards come in. Our house is a little far away."
"Then what did you ride here?" ask Alaric. "If it's far away, you I'm a screwball."
"You ride your Ducati, I'll ride my Saki." Naadhira headed to a black motorcycle parked not far from Ducati Alaric. The girl was wearing her full face helmet. "Follow me!"
Alaric gawked but immediately put on his helmet and stopped his black Ducati and followed the girl. Two of his guards faithfully followed his prince.
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They came in and there seemed to be some people there who were working and then tidied clean a big house that again felt Mediterranean.
Alaric along with two of his bodyguards parked their motors near the palm tree.
"Prince, is the prince okay to a place we've never been?" ahmed whispered one of his bodyguards.
"Calm down Ahmed. If it is dangerous, you just contact uncle Iqbal and uncle Fahd" Alaric replied while whispering as well.
"Let's go in" Naadhira asked. The girl took off her helmet. "Assalamualaikum" he said inside the house.
"Wa'alaikum greetings granddaughter. Has Prince Alaric brought her?" greet the voice of the woman gently.
"Huh? So he's really a prince?" ask Naadhira bengong.
"Is my dear. Get changed there! Let grandma welcome." The woman who was still beautiful despite her age welcomed Alaric who was standing at the door. "Welcome Prince Alaric Al Azzam Blair. Introduce me Raina Al Baraka, I am Naadhira's grandmother and the date plantation owner that the prince saw earlier."
Alaric kissed the back of Raina Al Baraka's hand as was his custom to all those older than him. The hijab-wearing woman also smiled how there was this prince who was indeed not despicable.
"I'm sorry if I was looking around your estate, Mrs Al Baraka" Alaric smiled. "But how does the madam know?"
"Let's go in first, prince. We're talking inside" Raina asked.
Both of them entered the living room which was all shades of white and brown.
"Prince Al Azzam's seat." Raina sat on the soft sofa and suddenly Alaric was surprised by the arrival of a British longhair cat who immediately asked for the man's arm.
"Oh forgive Theodore, prince. But she's not usually like that" Raina joked.
"It's okay Mrs Al Baraka, maybe because I also smell cat because my eyes also have some Persian cats at Home" said Alaric while stroking the white-haired cat. "Who's your eye flip flop?" Alaric held the cat while staring in admiration with his eyes of different colors.
"Yes the prince, Theodore's eyes the only blue green yellow is not clear" Raina said.
"Why can Theo be close to the prince abal-abal?" chirps Naadhira who has changed hijab with brown, white knitted T-shirts and maroon jackets.
"Dhira, this is not the prince abal-abal but the real prince Alaric" rebuked Raina anxious.
"It doesn't look like he's a prince" Naadhira said as he sat next to his grandmother.
Alaric only squinted his eyes at Naadhira who was similarly replied by the girl.
"How did Mrs Al Baraka know I was there ?" ask Alaric curiously.
"Age is getting more sophisticated, prince. Thanks for the CCTV and the drone." Raina laughs.
"Oh pantesan!" gelak Alaric's.
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