The Four Emirs
The Enzo Al Jordan

Silverstone, Northamptonshire England

"ARE YOU F*** KIDDING ME!" the snarled Enzo snapped was incredible because the hotel they used to practice at Silverstone was driven by almost all formula one racing teams while the party only got a restroom.

Just be right! I'm Enzo Al Jordan, the two-time world champion gets the same bathroom his room in Al Jordan's palace is only half of it!

"It's because of a lot of automotive importance..."

"GUE DON'T NEED AN EXCUSE, JACK! It's already! I'm looking for it myself! NO USE TO YOU!" All of Enzo's team had their blood covered by the man's heat. The man came out slamming the door of his hotel room.

Just because the publication team was slow booking, Enzo got a room that he thought was very narrow and made his claustrophobia appear. Enzo does have the disadvantage of not being able to in cramped rooms but he has no problem if in the elevator or in his race car.

Enzo takes the Ferrari SF90 car prepared for him to seek the wind. He needed free air and his convertible car allowed Enzo to breathe moist English air comfortably.

The Ferrari SF90

Enzo's mind branched out a bit because this Sunday he has to finish the race at Silverstone because next Sunday he has to host the Direndra and Raana wedding. Enzo is the only Emir who does not yet have a partner despite rumors that he is dating many artists and models.

Enzo enjoys such publications that make his popularity rise and he has not yet gained butterfly in my stomach to the girls who approach him.

The man was driving his car at a speed that British traffic rules applied and he did not want his International SIM to be ticketed.

I do not know how long Enzo drove without direction and he just realized that he was lost.

"Where am I?" Enzo dyed and began to open his google map and only realized he was 30 kilometers from Silverstone.

Enzo turned his car around and after a few kilometers, he saw an inn consisting of two floors. The building with white paint and the typical English inn looked clean and comfortable.

Without thinking twice, Enzo turned his car into the courtyard of the hotel. The man got out of his car and entered the inn.

The fragrant smell of cooking made the worms in his stomach demo and in the middle room of the inn there were only a few people even though this had entered lunch hour but looked quiet. Enzo walked to the empty reception desk and the man pressed the bell.

Hotel dining room

Before long a girl of Asian blood and Enzo sure of Japanese blood, came out from behind the kitchen with still wearing an apron.

"Yes? Want to lunch or stay the night?" ask the girl with a friendly face.

"Lunch first. What's the menu today?" enzo asked me who he was because he didn't know where he was either.

"Today's beef steak, mashed potatoes, veggie and Greek salad. Sorry if you are a lover of pork, we do not provide because I do not eat pork" said the girl.

"No problem, I don't eat pork either because I can't" Enzo smiled.

The girl's face looked bright. "Assalamualaik."

"Wa'alaikum greetings" replied the sweet Enzo. "I want to dong the lunch menu."

"Okay, would you please sit Mr...?"

"Enzo. Enzo Al Jordan's."

The girl was surprised. "Astaghfiullah! You're that racer?"

"Busted!" enzo Grin.

"Please sit Mr. Al Jordan. Your order is coming soon" said the girl.

"Hey, what's your name?" ask Enzo.

"Georgina. Georgina Kazuo."

Georgina May Kazuo Introducing

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Silverstone Northamptonshire England

Ferrari's team was confused because the main driver disappeared due to a lash to get a room that he thought was small. Even the main director of Ferarri was to scold everyone there.

"I don't care! Find Enzo until you get it! You guys really aren't becus! Already know Enzo can not be in a small room, still you can not take care of! Enzo's only request was that!" marcello Ferarri.

Everyone there was in droves looking for their main driver.

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Enzo enjoys a steak made by Georgina Kazuo that he thinks is delicious. Although gegara is hungry but the cuisine is delicious! The man looked around and it looked as if Georgina herself was serving with the help of four employees.

After the lunch hour was over and the girl cleaned up the rest of the dirt in the dining room, Enzo ventured closer to Georgina.

"Georgi" called Enzo who made the girl turn her head.

"What do you call it?" ask Georgina with a smile.

"Georites. You know, there's no way I'm calling you Georgina, George, Gina or G because it's been given by my sister-in-law."

"Ohya, and he's very - very bar-bar" Enzo smiled.

"You wait a minute, I'll sort it out. Do you want coffee or ocha?" bargain Georgina.

"Japanese ocha?"

Georgina nodded.

"Ocha then" said Enzo.

"Chotto matte kudasai."

"Douzo (please )."

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Enzo and Georgina sat face to face at Enzo's desk while his employees rested.

"Is every day like this?" ask Enzo.

The Enzo Al Jordan

"meaning?"

"Lunch is just a little?" Enzo looked at Georgina as he took a sip of her ochanya.

"A little visitor means? Indeed, let alone this hotel and dining place is fifteen kilometers from the Silverstone circuit so it is quite decent. It's usually crowded ahead of the race but it's new tomorrow at our guests."

"Can I see his room?" ask Enzo.

"Why is Mr Al Jordan?"

"Who knew I'd choose to stay here."

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Enzo and Georgina went up to the second floor and the only room that is still available. Enzo was amazed by how clean and tidy the room was as well as its size to suit him.

"It's still empty, right?" ask Enzo.

"Still."

"I booked this. Now" Enzo said with emphasis.

"Are you sure, Mr Al Jordan?"

"Why is Georgi?"

"Isn't it a bit far from the circuit?" Georgina looked at the tall man.

"You know, I got a small room and it made me uncomfortable. I like spacious and airy rooms but not as big as a football field either."

Georgina laughs. "Okay Mr. Al Jordan, let's finish his administration."

The two took to the first floor to complete the administration and payment of their lunch.

"How long do you want to stay, Mr Al Jordan?" ask Georgina while putting Enzo's data into the computer.

"Until Monday."

"Enzooo!"

Enzo and Georgina turned their heads and it appeared that three men from Ferrari came to them both.

"We finally found you! We were scolded by the big boss!" said one of his assistants.

"You go home! I'm staying here!" hardic Enzo.

"But Zo..."

"Look at Marcello, I'm staying here tonight and I'm not coming to the party because I'm in a bad mood right now!" pendelik Enzo's.

"Enzo, don't be so diva please" asked his assistant again.

Enzo's face hardened. "Listen, when did I act as a diva? Just this time and you're already excited! What if I'm like Mariah Carey or Tiger Woods? You'll be more stressed out! I only ask for a big room how many times have you guys not been becus? Already, I'm staying here and I'll come tomorrow morning to practice!"

The three people could only grumble. If Enzo lashes out, it could be ugly the day after tomorrow.

Deh simalakama!

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