The Prince

The Prince
124. Not that poor.


Although it is not the CEO of Aslan's men are still loyal to Aslan. Early in the morning Aslan's lawyer and his driver had obediently picked up Kia's car parked in Rendra's apartment.


Cyntia, who now lives in Kia's apartment, sees him. Cyntia memorized Kia's car, license plate number and color. Cyntia is the first to make Kia.


"Wait, that's Kia's car, who's taking it?" muttered Cyntia gusar.


"Well danger, lest it be a thief. But why is Kia's car here?"


"What Kia to Rendra, the songong man was Kia's assistant. Is Kia here. Waah. I have to say this!" inner Cyntia frantically thought Aslan's driver was a thief.


Still with sexy nightgowns, because Cyntia only wears short-sleeved pajamas with pants suit on lutus bermotiv strobery fruit hear the basic color of ash. Fitting color alloy for Cyntia smooth skin. Cyntia out of the apartment ran in a hurry.


"Bugs"


While opening the apartment door and running, Cyntia hit Rendra. The unprepared Rendra staggered down, so that their bodies crammed together. Not just crammed, Rendra could feel himself being hit by two large objects on his chest that were now wrapped neatly with shirts and suits.


Rendra today represents Aslan meeting with the contractor who will build Aslan's office and factory. Rendra was also fragrant, while Cyntia just woke up not yet had time to brush her teeth.


"Dhegs"


They both remained silent for a moment. Suddenly Cyntia felt a hot thump in her chest, the two of them were also equally able to feel the de*hold of their breath.


"Ehm!" sory said Cyntia woke up soon.


Cyntia could feel something that had been small suddenly seemed to move bigger down there.


"If the road uses eyes! Ow... *it!" rendra was upset.


"Sories. Please this is bad. You have to help me!" said Cyntia was shocked to remember the purpose she ran.


Rendra who tried to get up and stroked his waist because he felt sore looking astonished to Cyntia. "Why should you help? Segawat what?" inner Rendra in heart, reluctant but curious.


"Let's hunt them off! The danger!" cyntia spontaneously pulled Rendra's hand.


Rendra did not reply and looked at Cyntia coldly but did not refuse either. Rendra then follows Cyntia to the elevator. They were both in the elevator.


Rendra is silent a thousand languages do not see Cyntia. I even asked what was up, no. Just go with Cyntia.


As she fell silent, Cyntia regained her senses. If Kia or Aslan were to meet Rendra, Rendra would be with them. Why Rendra is alone.


"Ehm!" Cyntia cleared her throat trying to attract Rendra's attention to turn to him.


But Rendra remained silent. Cyntia then asked.


"Have Kia and Aslan been here this morning?" ask Cyntia


"No!" answered Rendra coldly


"really?" ask Cyntia again.


"Yes!"


"Why is Kia's car ahead? Someone stole Kia's car, must have run away by now, please contact security as soon as possible! Don't let Kia's car get carried!" cyntia.


"What!" asked Rendra flinched.


"Yes I saw from the window that two people were trying to open Kia's car and get into it! I'm sure it's Kia's car. We have to stop that thief!" cyntia said again.


"Haish!" Rendra hissed instead and looked at Cyntia with a mocking smile. Even Rendra shook his head.


"Wuo!" Cyntia herself felt annoyed at Rendra's expression.


Rendra ignored Cyntia's expression and pushed the elevator button back to the floor of their apartment.


"Hey.what do you mean back to the apartment, we stay out. It should be reported immediately!" cyntia said grimly.


"So you bumped into me and dragged me here just to deal with this ridiculous thing?" ask Rendra emotion.


"ridiculous? Gee. What kind of secretary and brother are you? Your brother's wife's car wants people to take, and you're quiet?" cyntia exclaimed more and more annoyed to Rendra.


"They're Aslan's driver. He's Mr. Heri. Aslan told him to drive the car to his house. Understood?" rendra said with his flat face.


Glug.


Cyntia swallowed her saliva and lowered her lips. At first glance Rendra looked at Cyntia, Cyntia looked younger if not wearing makeup, if she was a manyun so Cyntia also looked plain and sweet.


"Unbelievable, waste of time!" gerutu Rendra then turned his gaze away from Cyntia.


"I am sorry, I don't know about it! You don't ask and tell me!" cyntia replied in self-defense.


They kept quiet and looked in the opposite direction again.


Not long after the elevator reached the floor of their apartment. They came out without a word. Walk to their apartments.


****


In a modern-style luxury house filled with happiness, the residents are busy themselves. Danu who did not come home because it was raining yesterday, and Aslan canceled his men dropping off this morning is ready to go home.


"Ranti mah is still at home here, A'. Rafli also looks happy with the Prince. Who knows, Rafli will fall to the Prince. You're his brother, tell him we'll just stay here!" ranti said she still did not know herself.


"We're home now point. Aa's ashamed of Kia and Kia's husband!" danu replied firmly.


"Hhhh, I want to be rich too, susa very much!" gerutu Ranti's.


"The prince will return to quarantine. Rafli has to get treatment, I have to work too, we can't stay here!" say Danu again.


"Combine our things. Let's go!" answer Danu .


"Eh A' Why didn't Aa ask Kia's husband for a job?" ranti said again still mingled with her desire.


"Replace!" snapped Danu to Ranti felt outrageous.


"Hemm yeah!" ranti replied, if Danu yelled Ranti shrieked. "I'll keep working. Look at it later!" batin Ranti in her manny mouth still did not give up. Regardless of what her heart is made of, Ranti is shameless.


Danu then carried her child and dragged her bag out of the room.


****


In Ipang's room, Ipang and Daffa are ready with the help of Ms. Nari. At first Ipang felt uncomfortable being served other than his mother. But since living in quarantine Ipang began to understand. Narti's mother also helped Ipang comb her hair.


"If people are married, don't take care of their children anymore, huh Ma'am?" tanya Ipang drifted to Mbak Narti.


If other people get married first, take care of the husband has children, then focus on taking care of children. Meanwhile, Kia, has a child before just had a husband. So now his son who feels strange because his mother is different. Aslan was Ipang's biological father, but Ipang remained unaccustomed and needed adaptation.


"Ehm.... "


Madam Narti was confused by herself. Madam Narti tried to understand Ipang's intentions and feelings. Ipang felt ignored and lost his mother's attention.


"It's not so Den! The Prince's mother does not mind the Prince Den anymore!" replied Narti slowly


"In fact, I don't bathe Ipang anymore, I also don't choose Ipang clothes and combin Ipang hair instead tell Madam Narti!" the Prince answered, letting out his jealousy.


Madam Narti sighed she looked at Ipang attentively.


"And now there is a father, Mr Aslan his father Den Prince too right? Mother Den Pangeran now in addition to self-mandatory also as a wife, obliged to prepare the needs of the father Den Pangeran. The Prince's mother is only two hands only one body. If you have to take care of everything you can't, so divide the task with Madam Narti"


"Dad is already big, why should the mother take care of it?" answer Ipang again.


Madam Narti is getting dizzy with Ipang's questions.


"It is precisely because Den Pangeran's father is old and mature, who must be prepared for work is buanyak, difficult again. That is why I have to help my mother. If Den Prince is still a child, just take a shower and get ready to wear clothes. Den Prince can be alone. So Madam Narti just help a little. That's why I don't help Den Prince anymore!" mbok replied Narti found the idea explained to Ipang.


"Oh that?" ask Ipang understand.


"Yes! Mother Den Pangeran is still concerned about Den Pangeran." replied Madam Narti again.


Ipang nodded in understanding. Ipang then approached Daffa who was having a video call with his Daddy and Mommy.


****


In Aslan's room.


Kia who took the last bath came out with her kimono towel, her wet hair from being shampooed rolled up with a towel. Kia's white neck and smooth chest caught Aslan's naked eye. Very refreshing and makes Aslan excited despite a lack of sleep last night.


Kia headed to her dressing table, removed the roll of towels on her head and looked for a hair dryer. Aslan who was already wearing a shirt and fragrant because the shower first did not waste the opportunity. Aslan walked forward towards Kia.


Quickly, from behind Kia, Aslan took her two hands down Kia's shoulders, then down and wrapped her hands around Kia's hips and abdomen. Not to forget Aslan gave small and wet kisses to Kia's shoulder.


"Such a fragrance, Brother's wife?" whisper Aslan to Kia.


"Ehm... " Kia was trying to loosen her husband's embrace because of his carelessness.


"Will want to get hair. It's noon, you know Bang, kasian Daffa if the school is late, it's free first!" kia replied slowly trying to take off her husband's embrace.


"Will you just want to hug your wife for a while?" aslan refused to let go of his wound.


"Can't bang, the time isn't right. Kia will have to inter-daffa, between Ipang as well. Oh, how's the car Bang?" kia replied suddenly remembered her car was left in Rendra's apartment.


"Nyampe soon!" answer Aslan casually.


"Oh yeah? Rendra brought it?"


"No!"


"Continue?"


"Sopir Brother!"


"Did you have a driver?" ask Kia wonder.


"Go ahead. Why mother?"


"Don't say it's not working now. Remember Bang, we want effort from Zero. Money is flushed-irit. What will you pay the driver for? Don't use a driver!" kia said innocently thought Aslan was really poor.


Hearing Kia Aslan's words smiled. Without saying a word, Aslan grabbed Kia's chin. Not waiting for permission and approval, Aslan landed his lips on Kia's lips. The kiss is warm, continues into an old, deep kiss, uniting the breath in the image of love. Kissing and biting each other.


"Mom, Dad, Ipang is ready. Let's breakfast!" ipang calls then stop their activity.


Kia immediately released her hands and lips, adjusting her breathing.


"Abang is not as poor as that dear." whispered Aslan to Kia who seemed to rub her lips and breathe hard.


Aslan then answered his son's call.


"Yes, Son!" aslan replied as he walked open the door of his room.


While Kia continued to dry her hair and dress up.