Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
232. Baffled
Both of them were silent for a moment as if their minds were wandering somewhere. Every now and then the breath of tightness blows a sigh that lightens the burden that mounts on the chest.
Their feelings are the same, but it's hard to get started because it's too prestige or self-esteem. Without feeling, the wheel of the car had entered the palace area of the princess who welcomed them by the body of the body of the body of the tall strapping with a fierce look as if the face had never smiled in their entire life.
It did not bother El in the slightest because he looked flat because this handsome man only smiled sweetly at his princess.
"Lho...! How did we get to the palace? Did I ask you to take me back to the palace?" the nagel princess Tamara who felt her life back shackled with the solid square-shaped wall.
"It's not good to be with a man who's not your muhrim. If you want to be free out there, make sure the princess keeps religious norms.
Remember the whip laws that apply in this country. The law of whipping knows no status even if you are a princess yourself. Come down...! Tomorrow we can go for another walk. I'm gonna ask your father for permission" El lied so Tamara wouldn't suspect him.
"You're such a bitch. I can't brainstorm with someone about my life if I'm behind that solid wall" Tamara grumbled and lowered her legs with a pouting face.
"I'll call you. Make sure your phone is active!" el said as soon as Tamara came down to close her car door.
"No need..!" nonchalant Tamara walked quickly to the palace room which was welcomed by the palace ladies.
El-Rummi pulls the corner of her lips looking at Elmira's childish nature. Perhaps her lack of freedom made her a dissident girl. Not too jaim and still show his class as a noble. That's what El likes about Tamara.
Tamara went into her room followed by her assistant who was waiting for her return.
"Princess from anywhere?" ghena asked while offering a change of clothes for her daughter.
"It's none of your business" said Tamara, who did not want to be disturbed.
"Who's the princess? he looks very handsome," seduced Ghena.
"Don't try to fill your head with his shadow! She's mine" asserted Tamara.
"But princess, how could you like that man, aren't you allowed to match up with another man who isn't from the princely class?" dispute Ghena.
"Isn't that in God's hands? So who are you to dictate to me?" sarkas Tamara stared intently at the face of Ghena who always set her up.
"I'm sorry princess. I just reminded the princess to be careful in choosing a boyfriend. She could be using the princess to.-"
'"Exit...!" evict Tamara with one word to make Ghena immediately move away.
"He was more than my mother. What's it gonna look for to die him. Just be careful if he dares to have a crush on El," said Tamara who had been wearing a casual dress to show her cute face that looks very fresh without wearing a hijab.
This beautiful girl smiled to herself while fantasizing about being alone with El-Rummi as her lover. While El himself is currently feeling very chaotic when he learns Tamara is harboring feelings for other men.
"Who is the man who stole Tamara's heart? I have to find the man before he tries to get Tamara to escape. Is it okay for Tamara to run away just to see her?" guess El.
He took his cell phone to call Tamara when she was about to take a nap.
Dreeett....
Tamara reached for her phone with eyes that felt heavy drowsiness. Without looking at the number on her phone, Tamara simply replied with an indistinct mumble.
"Who..? What do you want ....?" ask Tamara.
"Are you taking a nap, princess?" tanya El made her beautiful eyes widened.
"Continue your sleep. ..! I'm sorry I bothered you..!" el said not feeling good.
"I'm just taking a break. I don't usually take naps. It's pretty hot today. So, when I got AC I couldn't help but feel sleepy, "tamara honestly made El smile and knew Tamara was lying to her.
"Look. Tomorrow I'll take you to the Mall. Do you want to?" ask El.
"That's impossible. Forgetit..! We're not gonna get permission to go together. Although allowed by my father, surely my bodyguard will escort us and I do not like it," Tamara refused.
"Just calm...! I'll ask your father for permission to take you to the mall without your bodyguard" explained El.
"What if my father refuses you? Do you dare to face him to take me for a walk? And are you ..-"
"I can protect you. I'm a martial arts expert and I'm carrying all kinds of weapons. I can face ten criminals alone," haughty El to answer Tamara's doubts to her.
"really? And for my father's permission...?"
"We're college friends and your father must have believed me because my data must have been on the royal list" explained El.
"When has my father ever believed in a new man like El?" inner Tamara was full of suspicion.
"Alright El. See you tomorrow at the college. We can discuss anything later when visiting the Mall," girang Tamara.
"OKs. You better take another break. Dream of me" said El. Then hang up their phone with a greeting.
Degggggs....
"What does it mean that El spoke to me like that? Does he like me? But, my phone is being tapped by the kingdom, how about being caught with the kingdom if I'm fornication with a voice?" anxious Tamara who does not know that El is an IT expert.
In the evening, it was time for Tamara to prepare for dinner with her family. King Farouk served his wife Queen Anora Hanifah. When at the dinner table, this family has a rule not to discuss anything at the dinner table until the dinner is over.
All three enjoyed their dinner filled with gratitude to God who gave the night a blessing. After dinner, king Farouk informed his daughter of the arrival of the royal family of Saudi Arabia to his daughter.
"Nearland. Next week we will have a guest from Saudi Arabia. Prepare to welcome our special guests!" pinta king Farouk.
"Dad. Are there no single men to marry me? My heart cannot afford to be the third woman in the Saudi royal family. I beg father...! Not prince Ammar...!" tamara Pinta.
"If you want to marry a single prince, it means that you just marry the prince of Jaffar from Yemen," said the king of Farouk further made Tamara shocked.
"Black ugly so? Will you match me with him? Do you want a father's offspring like.-"
"Then marry Mr. Ammar...! Because he is the most handsome and willing to accept you" said king Farouk.
"Can I choose my Prince outside of the Arabs? Indonesia, for example?" tamara asked desperately to convey her feelings to the king who was also her biological father.
Duars...
"You are an Arab woman, it is an Arab tradition that an Arab woman should not marry another man even if she is also a prince. That's the rule" said king Farouk.
"The "rules of Allah are not written in the Qur'an about the Arab betrothal. Instead, God tells us to know each other from nation to nation in order to know each other to marry.
So, I broke the commandment of God in Al-hujarat 13. Allah only commands His servants to choose a pious spouse, not a countryman," Tamara said.