Karma Love

Photo With Dika

This is where they both, in the room that Syila magic became his personal place, the room that witnessed the daily grievances during his life in the Capital City. Syila was holding a broom, she swept the room.

''You've been living here all this time?'' Asked the Emperor, feeling sorry for Syila's life, how hard this village girl struggles to achieve success.

''Yes, why? What do you think my place is like? Even this is just a rented shophouse.'' Syila Sewot.

The emperor immediately hugged her, how sad Syila was right now, she was fighting for her parents, but they had not seen the success of her daughter, fate said otherwise.

''What are you doing? Untie me!'' The emperor let go of his embrace.

''I can buy a wider shophouse if you want.'' Tawar Emperor.

Syila went back to cleaning up, ''No.''

The emperor accidentally dropped an open Syila bag, and an invitation card with a photo of a couple of brides came out of place.

''You got an invitation from Dika?'' Ask Emperor.

Hearing Dika's name being called, Syila immediately turned her head, You know her?'' Ask Syila later.

''Ah no, Lewis told me that I got an invitation from one of the employees at the company I worked with. He as a potential and well-predicted employee.''

''You will be present?'' Syila.

''I didn't want to, let Lewis or the others attend, but if you attend I will also come.'' Emperor indifferently.

No more answers from Syila. Syila just remembered if she had a promise to Laura would be present at her wedding.

''I want to take a shower.'' Emperor report.

''Yes, you have a bath, why should you report first. Over there is the bathroom.'' Answer Syila.

Shortly afterwards Syila was picking up a broken figura, a photo of Dika that was still in her drawer, the intention of wanting to throw it because it was piled with dolls and laptops, the figura fell and broke.

Along with the Emperor who opened the bathroom door with only a pink towel wrapped around his waist.

''What are you doing?'' Both asked in unison. The difference was the Emperor with his flat tone, while Syila with his panicked tone.

Rushing Syila stood turning her body and closed her eyes, Kai, you can wear your clothes inside. Why come out wearing only a towel.''

The emperor smiled instead, he wanted to tease his wife, Are you tempted with my body? do I look more handsome and sexy when my hair is wet like this?'' The emperor tried to grab Syila's hip, successfully, Syila grew tenser, the temperature of the room suddenly became hot. He rested his chin on Syila's boat.

''Why did I realize that your body is too tiny. After this you have to eat a lot to contain a little.'' The emperor increasingly launched his action, he sniffed the neck that was still covered with the hijab, then he kissed Syila's cheeks that had been flushed.

Syila returned to her consciousness, ''Kai!!'' Shila broke away from the Emperor, he faced the Emperor wanting to curse him, but when he saw the chest of the firm field and shaped like torn bread in front of his face, he immediately choked on his own saliva. The word that wanted to be thrown was suddenly washed away somewhere.

The emperor smiled sweetly, the umpteenth of a second Syila admired the handsome face of her husband in this position.

''Wear your clothes Kai!'' That was all that came out of her mouth, but she was eager to curse this man as her husband.

''Honey, you know I didn't come here with a piece of clothing, and my clothes were accidentally drenched in water. So I don't have a change of clothes at the moment.'' Must be smart to think.

''Heh.. I'm naked, I care.'' Syila scoffs.

''Oh well, gladly, I'll be naked here.'' Challenging the Emperor, his hand was at the end of the towel, about to take it off, with a reflex Syila swung her hand holding the hand that was about to work for the Master.

''What is wrong, we are husband and wife, and if just standing naked in front of you is not a crime or a sin.'' Again 'husband wife' he brought.

Syila's face was already very red, between shame, wrath, and annoyance.

''It's very inconvenient!!'' Syila grabbed the keys to her vespanya and her purse, she was about to go buy the Emperor's change of clothes.

The Emperor laughed at the angry Syila who was mixed in shame, ''honey, don't forget her underwear as well huh.''

Syila increasingly reddened her face, her husband was really-frontal language, not aware of what, interlocutor is still a teenager to adulthood. Fortunately the shop was closed.

Syila parked her vespas, stopping at a clothing vendor who was shouting to show off her torch on the side of the road.

Syila chose clothes for the Emperor, for a moment she fell silent, 'What size is she wearing?' Stupid because of seeing her husband's body her focus was lost until she did not have time to ask.

Syila asked the seller's mother in a whisper, Mom, if her posture is more or less like a person who is playing a mobile phone on the motorcycle, about wearing clothes in what size?'' Huaaa. Syila's face was very red with embarrassment, what else did Mother's face look like it was being mocked.

''It should fit Miss.'' He handed me a pack of underwear.

''Thank you Ma'am.'' After paying, Syila hurried away from there and went home.

While the Emperor after successfully making his wife clumsy left with a blushing face he returned down the contents of Syila's room. She remembered Syila as if she was crouching for something.

The emperor took a photo in the ruined figura, a photo of his wife with. 'as ever seen this face.' Kai thought for a moment, ah he remembered Dika's invitation. Then he matched that face again, the inner 'Same Exactly' Emperor was more curious.

''When you have anything to do with my wife, why is there a picture of her here?'' The Emperor cleaned up the broken glass, dumped it in a garbage can. But taking his picture.

Syila came and opened the door. The Emperor noticed the black plastic bag that Syila was carrying.

''That's very fast?'' Ask Kai.

''There's a central roadside. Quickly put it on, you've made my veins cut off.'' The Emperor only responded with a small laugh.

The emperor went back into the bathroom, and put on Syila's clothes there. All according to Emperor size.

''Honey, you're very good at choosing the size. Though you've never measured the whole.'' The emperor flirted again.

''Be quiet!"

Syila continued wanting her freedom, 'Figura wasn't there'.

''You're looking for your picture with this guy?'' in an unwelcome tone he held a photo of Syila and Dika.

''Return,'' ask Syila to take the photo, but the Emperor's hand is deliberately raised so that Syila can not reach it.

''Explain first what you have to do with Dika. This is a photo of Dika, right?'' The emperor was already fashion serious.

''It was just rubbish, you should have thrown it away, '' Syila replied.

''Also with the laptop and the stuffed rabbit? Is that all rubbish?'' The emperor was domineering.

''The laptop was broken, I wanted to throw it away and the doll I already disliked, Syila was indifferent.

''You lied to Syila!''