After Emir left to attend an important meeting today, you suddenly fell sick.

"Ehh... Emir?" You muttered to yourself, observing Emir that peacefully sleeping beside the bed, his head resting on it with his suit still on him.

"Sayang.. dont go," He let out a soft grunt.

He gently moved his head, pulling your hand closer to his lips without waking up.

Emir had never shown any signs of such tenderness before. It left you wondering if he truly cared or if it was merely out of pity.