Karma Love

Duda Charm

The Emperor picks up Syila at his new cake shop, before the Emperor contacts Syila. Many times there was no answer, until he wrote the message that the number was the Emperor. If not, the Emperor will do something that Syila will never forget in her entire life.

Not yet the Emperor dialed his wife's number to call, incoming calls from Syila had already filled the screen of his phone.

''What's up? You can threaten me all the time.'' Sebal Syila's.

''Speak sweetly, I am your husband. Husband calls even ignored now even talk like I'm your enemy.'' Emperor Protests. He's still in his office lobby going home, picking up Syila.

''I don't have your number. I thought it was just a prankster.'' The emperor was flabbergasted in disbelief, Syila did not have her number. But for a moment he remembered, he also never told his personal number to anyone other than his family.

''Here it is, I forgive you this time, send your location.'' Call cut off from Syila.

'Who apologized to you until you apologized. Forced widower, weird widower.' Ngedumel mengedumel, send location, still with ngedumel on his phone.

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Moments later, the servant of Shila who saw the coming of the Emperor became boisterous. It was like seeing his idol. Man mature, established, handsome, dashing, and full of charisma. Which women are not fascinated. The emperor approached the humans who were crowding.

''Where's your boss room?'' The Emperor asked with dignity. It's not like answering the officer was fainting. Melt. Sunlight was outnumbered by the charm of the cool widower.

The emperor cengo himself, as there was no answer, then he saw Fanya heading towards the motor park. He's approaching Fanya.

''Heii, wait!!'' Fanya turned her head because of the Emperor's loud voice. For a few seconds he also admired the handsome face full of charm husband of his best friend.

Fanya turned her left right making sure the Emperor did call her. Fanya pointed at the trunk of her nose, the Emperor nodded.

''Ahh what is your name?'' Ask Emperor.

''Fanya Mr.'' Answer Fanya.

''I remember you, you're Syila's friend, aren't you, where's the room?''

''Let me inter.'' Fanya walked first to tell the street where Syila's room was.

''Here, sir, excuse me.'' Fanya resigned when she had escorted the Emperor in front of the door of Syila's room.

Without knocking on the door, the Emperor walked in. Surprised Syila she was justifying her hijab.

''Kai!!'' Jerky Syila. The Emperor closed the door and locked it.

Syila did not get angry, seeing the Emperor lock the door.

''What? Why not continue?'' The emperor smiled but his eyes implied cunning.

''I was surprised, get used to knocking on the door first. What if I thought you were a thief, and then I yelled at you by hitting your face with that vase.'' By intonation pressing the word 'your head'.

''It is my intention to curse your own husband, hm!'' The emperor walked along every corner of the room. Then he sat himself in the seat of greatness Syila with his arrogant style as CEO. Syila just glanced at him.

''You're done not here yet?'' Ask Emperor.

''Why ''Why?'' Ask Syila back.

''Return.'' Answer Emperor.

''Coming home? I live here. My stuff is here.'' Syila refused a home with the Emperor. Actually the Emperor was a good man, Syila could see it, but the more here he looked domineering. Syila will also feel upset again, if she remembers the tragedy of her parents. It was not the Emperor's fault.

''You are the mistress of the Emperor, so a mistress should follow where her Master is going.''

''Emmm.'' for a moment like people think, ''Or do you really want me to act something that will make you never forget it all your life?'' The emperor plays the bolpoint on Syila's table. Syila shuddered in horror, her mind was already heading toward a psychopath, like the book she had just read earlier.

The emperor walked towards the door that was in the room. He opened it, it turned out to be a fairly comfortable room. The Emperor approached Syila, drawing her into the room.

Syila started to fret, she was reminded of the Emperor's threat, ''Kai, what do you want?'' Syila.

They were both sitting on the side of the bed. The Emperor's face approached, Syila reflexively closed her eyes. The Emperor commented on her smile, Syila looks cute and getting sweeter.

'Nothing happened?' Inner Syila.

Syila began to open her eyes slightly, then, ''Fiuuhhh..'' The Emperor blew on Syila's face, Syila opened her eyes perfectly.

''Emperor!!'' Shila's growl because it has been teased and harassed. Shame also wants to be angry. Shame in his own mind.

''Haha..'' The emperor laughed.

''You think I'm afraid of you, huh?! Lookatthis...'' Syila began to pinch the Emperor's sturdy arms, his chest, his stomach, all those hard-feeling sculptures.

Instead of complaining because of illness, the Emperor complained because of amusement.

''Feel it! Feel it! Keep on tempting! I am not ashamed of what! It's feel! I don't care if after this your skin will turn all blue!'' Still with the activity pinch there pinch here, pursue there pursue here, like a child. Kiasar's laughter echoed in the room along with Shila's cries and curses.

Until finally, the Emperor was exhausted, he was encroached on the bed, Syila involuntarily occupied the Emperor's thigh, she smiled triumphantly still intending to continue her war.

The moment the Emperor was stunned by this position, he was silent, only this was able to stimulate the one Syila was currently sitting in. 'This is the true vengeance, ' the inner Emperor.

When Shila was about to land the pinch again, with a swift hand it was smothered and pulled, Syila also sprouted on the body of the Emperor. The emperor locked it with a hug.

''You are aware of your position?'' Asked the Emperor with a meaningful look.

The newly conscious Shila tried to break away from the Emperor, ''Let go of me.'' By rebelling. What's more when you feel something starting to harden. Makes her panic.

''You managed to repay me, honey, in this way.'' Said the Emperor, with a look of foggy eyes, but as much as possible he could bear.

''Release me Kai!'' Syila continued to rebel.

''Shut up don't move much, leave it this way, or something you'll never forget will actually happen.''

Syila who was again exposed to the threat was only able to remain silent, I am tired like this, my hands are sore, release me!'' After a while in such a position with Syila supporting her body with her hands, so as not to have everything attached to the Emperor's body.

''Ck, just like that already said tired, you seem to have to exercise a lot after this.'' The Emperor dropped Syila beside him still in a hugging state.

''Let go of me Kai! You love to hug and take my kiss!'' Syila Protest.

''Why ''Why? Isn't this what lovers do? We agreed not to start with a date?'' The Emperor tried to remind them of their relationship.

''When I agreed or said yes, it was just a one-sided decision from you, who immediately claimed we started dating.'' Sebal Syila was still staring at the face of her husband who looked tired but did not reduce the level of good looks.

''Ahh really? I guess it's been our decision, because I'm your husband.'' The origin the Emperor replied that made Syila even more upset by slightly pursing her lips.