The Trait of Love The Player
One Room

Yasmine kept staring expectantly at the huge door that Elvier and her father-in-law entered. Yasmine hoped that the model of the duitan eye would return soon.

The duitan eye model? does that call still fit him to be pinned to Elvier by her? after he knew the truth. Yasmine sighed softly, her two round eyes continuously scanning the entire area.

As Yasmine rolled her gaze in the other direction, she slightly gasped when she saw the middle-aged man who was the aide to the step-mother looking deeply at her.

'Why does that guy keep staring at me anyway?' yasmine said in her heart.

Yasmine tried to dodge, but there was a curiosity that always made her curious to know, when the two men's eyes were pointed at her.

What's more when he saw the man was about to get close to him, Yasmine was increasingly made to be ignorant.

"Mine?"

Yasmine's breath that she had been holding could finally be exhaled upon hearing Elvier's voice.

"El?"

Yasmine immediately got up, she drew closer to her husband but the corner of her eyes remained fixed on the man who had been watching her.

"You okay?" ask Elvier.

The two eyes of the Model who transformed into a Prince looked at every move of Yasmine's growl, even Elvier was brightly staring coldly at the man who had just scanned his wife.

"So your eyes are Jalal! a lowly servant like you doesn't deserve to look at my wife with such a wild look!" circus Elvier.

The Second Prince began to show his possessiveness, he did not like if there were naughty eyes that stared longingly at the girl's body.

"Ah sorry Prince-," Jalal paused for a moment.

"wasted, I only slightly admired Princess Yasmine's beauty and elegance. It's worth it that you refuse perjo-,"

"One more time you make a sound, I'll make sure your vocal cords are gone from tem-aawww!" hatch Elvier cut off Jalal's speech. The man sizzled softly when he got the pinch on the arm, who did it? who else if not Yasmine.

"Don't be like old people, not good El!" yasmine said.

His two round eyes squinted at the Prince, Yasmine did not like Elvier to do that.

"But if his parents hooked like that, do not just his vocal cords that you say El. But his eyes too, are old and still the same as a child! inget the age of sir!" yasmine continued in Indonesian.

Actually before Elvier came Yasmine was eager to talk like that, but because he did not want to be in a wild judge and bar bar by members of the Elvier family for the honor of the Second Prince, aka the duitan eye model, Yasmine was as strong as possible to hold back.

But now, after he heard and saw for himself what Elvier had done to the old man, Yasmine would no longer hesitate to bring out her true nature.

Yasmine slightly tilted her head so that she could see the face of the Second Prince. Both corners of his lips were interested in forming a sweet smile impressed sincerely.

"We're going home or-,"

"We're staying here tonight, Mine." Elvier's final cut the Princess's words.

Yasmine's lips clenched, her two netters continued to stare at Elvier who was reluctant to look at her. The man who had a height of 190 more just kept staring coldly and flatly at Jalal.

Yasmine looked obediently nodding, the girl sighed softly. He slightly flinched as he felt Elvier pull his arm and carry him away from that place.

But wait, if they stay here means he and Elvier will be in the same room, right? because if their rooms were separate, there would definitely be new rumors in this palace.

"El?" call Yasmine Doubt.

Elvier turned his head for a moment, then looked back towards the front.

"What?" he said indifferently.

"If we stay here, we mean k-we are one k-,"

"You think?" elvier cut off his wife's words.

Yasmine folded her lips resignedly, she did not make any more noise until she and Elvier reached a room that would become their room tonight.

I ATE A LONG TIME TOO YOU EL

YES ALLAH STRANGLE PEOPLE😭😭😭😭😭