PRETTY GIRL PRISONER PARALYZED CEO
AYESHA NAURA PRINCESS

In a modest house sized type 21, a pair of beloved Fathers and Daughters are now preparing to go to campus to attend the graduation of the princess.

"Ayesha's. Are you ready, son?" Dad knocked on Ayesha's room door to make sure Ayesha was tidy.

"Before Dad." Ayesha took self-care once again to make sure she was well-groomed.

Ayesha opened the door to her room and saw her father standing in front of her with a smile as warm as the morning sun.

"It's so pretty Daddy's daughter." praise Mr. Ridwan to his only daughter.

"Who was his father. Daddy's son is beautiful," Ayesha imitates the language style of one of the Fathers of dangdut singers who are popular today.

"Yes. It does. My daughter is so beautiful. I'm so reminded of your Mother's Almarhum."

Ayesha saw the corner of her father's eyes start to glaze over.

"Dad, don't be sad. Oh yes later after the graduation event we all shove to the tomb of Mother Yes Well. Ayesha wants to let Ayesha's mom pass." Ayesha took her father to the dining room of their home.

"Yes Nak. We'll be there later. Let's bring Mom's favorite orchid flowers."

Mr. Ridwan still remembers his late wife's favorite flower, Ayesha's mother.

"Duh, if only there were a man as good and loyal as Dad, I would marry right now." Ayesha.

For the child, the father is the figure of his first love.

"Aamiinu. Insha Allah You will get a soul mate even better than Dad. I've always prayed for your happiness including a soul mate."

"Now we eat first yes, Dad has made fried rice for you. You like the best fried rice anchovies made by Dad, right?"

"Dad is the best! Ayesha dear Daddy!"

Ayesha hugged her father. So did Mr. Ridwan, he loved Ayesha so much the fruit of his love with the late Rania, Ayesha's mother.

"Already, do not cry dong, later your makeup is gone. Come eat soon We'll go. I don't want to be late coming to your college, son."

Ayesha received a plate from her father that already contains fried rice anchovies Ayesha's favorite food made by Ridwan's father.

"Makasi Dad. Eum. Dad's cooking is the best!" Ayesha praised Ridwan's father's cooking.

"Eat Nak. Later Dad can't always cook food for you."

"Well, I'm talking like that. Where are you going?" Ayesha looked at Ridwan's father while enjoying Ridwan's fried rice.

"Yes you will get married and bring your husband, son. It was you who had to cook food for your family." Ridwan's happy father Ayesha likes his cooking.

"Oh so, Ayesha thinks where are you going. Anyway if Ayesha gets married, I'm with Ayesha. Ayesha doesn't want me to be alone." Ayesha clasped her father's hand.

"Ayesha, the duty of a Father and the duty of a Father will move after there is a man who will be your husband. After the marriage contract, you are fully the responsibility of your husband. I pray that you will be paired with a good man, responsible and loving you more than I love you." staring at his 22-year-old daughter.

"Dad was my first love. Father will not be replaced. Father remains number one in Ayesha's heart." Ayesha could not control the corner of her eyes began to glaze over.

"No, don't cry. Let's finish it off soon. After this we leave."

"OK Daddy. You haven't changed your clothes?"

"After this, I changed clothes, I was cooking, so I was afraid his clothes were dirty."

"Ayesha choose the clothes you want to wear."

"Yes, you choose."

"Whoever Dad, just calm down. Ayesha's gonna make me look good."

"Dad is old son."

"But Dad's young and still handsome."

"But the mother whose house is on the street corner always steals a look with Dad."

"You're smart about flirting with Dad. For Dad, it's just your mother who's always in Dad's heart."

"Uh, So Sweet. Oh Allah put 1 soul mate like Dad." Ayesha raised both her hands.

"Once again, continue eating. You always make me happy every day. Maybe that's why I'm so young, because I have a daughter who always makes me smile every day."

"Well, you like it the same way?" Ayesha now confronts Ridwan's father in the wardrobe mirror.

"God willing, did you buy me a new batik for Dad? Why not just save your money for your needs."

"Dad, it's okay. Ayesha yesterday finished getting a decent order. So Ayesha bought this batik in line with my kebaya cloth."

"Oh Allah is handsome. Whose father is it?"

"Of course, his father Ayesha Naura, daughter of his son, Mr. Muhammad Ridwan."

"We're leaving now, Dad?"

"Bismillahirahnirahim."

Ayesha and Ridwan's father are now in the car that Ridwan's father used to take an online taxi.

The morning streets are very crowded.

But it does not diminish the happiness of both.

For Ridwan's father, Ayesha is his daughter who he loves very much.

Since childhood they lived together after the departure of Ayesha's mother.

Although Ridwan's father works as a driver with economic limitations, but Ridwan's father is very fond of Ayesha and fought hard so that Ayesha can get an education.

Ayesha's a smart kid. Ayesha Seding has been awarded a scholarship.

Likewise, when studying until graduation, Ayesha got a scholarship and now graduated with cumlaude predicate.

Ayesha was also accepted as an employee of the company which gave her a scholarship for her proud achievement.

How happy Ayesha and Ridwan's father are.

"Congratulations, son, I'm so happy. I'm proud of you."

Ridwan's father hugged Ayesha while giving flowers and dolls typical of graduates and graduates who are usually sold at the entrance of the campus when there is a graduation event like today.

"Makasi Dad. Uh, Dad so sweet, once again make Daddy. Thanks to Ayesha's father's prayer it could be like now." Ayesha hugged Ridwan's father tightly.

"Let's go, let's take a photo first, there's a photo service. Make a memento." take Ridwan's father to Ayesha.

Ridwan and Ayesha's father now look very happy.

No less than 5 shots they captured in a toga that Ayesha wore with Ridwan's father at his side.

"Dad, Ayesha wants a photo with friends first huh. Dad, don't go anywhere. Wait here."

"Yes. Sana Nak's. Your friends are waiting."

Ridwan's father smiled at Ayesha's excitement with her friends taking pictures together.

"Son, thank you for being my happiness. I don't know until when I can be with you. I can only pray, may Allah SWT always bestow happiness and blessings in your life." Father Ridwan's mind while looking at Ayesha.

"Ay, you're great. I'm Cumlaude, immediately accepted to work at AFR CORPORATE." said one of Ayesha's friends who were both at graduation today.

"Alhamdulillah. I'm grateful. At least I can help Dad make some money from now on. My father is old and has been working hard for me. Now change I want to do more to make my father happy." Ayesha while looking towards Ridwan's father waved her hand.