The Prince
170. The change.

In a room with thick glass walls with views of city buildings lined with high competition. Aslan and several of his clients sat in a circle in their seats. All dressed neatly and tiered, with facing I-pad and working tool respectively. 

Aslan staff recruited by Rendra, presented his work program. Now Aslan opens business opportunities in different ways. If in Nareswara in charge of the world of mass media, television, literature, printing and other creative world.  

Aslan and Rendra are now trying their luck on the right path. They started their business in Fashion and Skincare. Although they are men, but Aslan and Rendra took his friends who struggled in the world of modeling while struggling on ITV, Aslan also took their best friend doctors. 

“How, has anyone been asked?” ask Aslan's staff politely to his client.

All the clients understood. At the same time Aslan's phone rang. Aslan pulled out his phone checking. At that time Aslan asked for permission to leave the meeting room. 

“Yes, Mbok! What's up?” aslan asked softly in response to the voice she was very familiar with.

“Non Kia, Den, Non Kia!” mbok Mina gusar. 

Hearing Mbok Mina's usual calm voice turn riled, Aslan was also attracted in the rage. The muscles in Aslan's body stiffened. His chaotic mind was filled with various bad prejudices. 

“Say what's wrong?” 

“It is better that Den Aslan will be home soon to appease Non Kia!”

“Yes, Mbok!” aslan answered not many words and immediately put his phone again into his pocket. 

Aslan said goodbye to his client briefly. As fast as lightning Aslan darted into his car and turned his own car steering. Aslan was like a demon possessed person, spurring the speed of his car very quickly. In fact, several times Aslan diklakson many people because it almost caused an accident. Fortunately all that did not happen, because Aslan was also an expert and calculated appropriately. 

In Aslan's brain, the important thing is that he quickly reached home, no matter what happened to Kia, the woman of his clan. Is Kia sick from fatigue. Did anyone hurt Kia. Various questions and guesses back and forth alternately revolved in his head. 

50 Percent faster than usual, because Aslan came home instead of at work. Aslan was now in front of his beautiful and shady house, not too big but entered the list of elite houses. 

Aslan walked hurriedly with sweat flooding his forehead. 

“Sayang... Brother came home, where are you? What happened?” aslan exclaimed from the front door instantly shouting looking for his wife in panic. Aslan just entered the living room. 

The three women and one man sitting cross-legged in front of the television immediately turned to Aslan. For a moment, Fatimah seemed interested in a magnet to find a beautiful view that emanated from a figure of Aslan. Her best friend's husband is very handsome. 

Aslan was silent and stunned to see his family members sitting in groups plus two strangers. There was a bit of relief seeing his wife sitting on the couch just fine.

Aslan immediately sat closer to Kia and hugged her because she saw Kia was still as unwilling as the reddish eyes and still left a puddle of water in her petals. 

“Why you?” asked Aslan gently by cupping both cheeks of Kia whose head was wrapped in a headscarf. 

“We picked up Ipang yes Bang!” kia said innocently. 

“Yes, tonight we finish our last rendition we pick up our son Prince! Brother promise you're coming! We set out together,” replied Aslan with a firm and mature nod of face, offering Kia composure.

“Now! Not tonight!” kia said again still foggy emotions.

“Why should I pick up now , dear? Hasn't he performed yet? Is it tonight?” ask Aslan again. 

“Let Alena alone be the champion, let Alena alone perform and known to many people Bang. Ifang we take it home, Kia does not want Ipang why-why! Kia does not want Ipang famous, Kia does not want! Anyway Ipang should go home now!” whinek Kia again could not think sanely. 

Aslan again grabbed Kia's face and cupped her hands together.

“See, Brother! What's up?” aslan asked calmly trying to control Kia. 

“Out there, everyone is gossiping us Bang. Everyone says Kia is a lowly woman, Kia a cheap woman, Kie a low woman. Kia destroys people's households, Kia seizes people's husbands. Everyone sneered at Kia. They say Ipang an illegitimate child, Ipang a child of infidelity, Ipang seed lak*at. How's Ipang doing now? She's alone Bang! Kia does not want Ipang bullied. I don't want to hear that!” kia lang said like a rail sepur outlining the word without pause wrapped with calculated emotions. 

Aslan did not reply and immediately hugged Kia. Mbok Mina encodes Narti, and his two guests. They must leave, let the Host settle his affairs. They then slowly left Kia with her husband. 

“All will be well. Already taken care of. The prince will be fine and no one will dare to bother him!” whispered Aslan moving her hand stroking Kia's shoulder gently.

Aslan's hand movements provide positive energy, lowering the pressure of blood vessel pumping and his wife's heartbeats that are out of control. 

Kia was quite comfortable in her husband's big chest. Aslan was indeed so worthy of being home and shelter. 

“Yes. You want to hear and see Prince?” aslan asked calmly.

Aslan knew the potent cure of Kia's anxiety was to hear and directly speak to her handsome son. 

Kia nodded quickly. 

Aslan immediately dialed Mr. Alvin's number. When he finished taking care of his little mouse, Satya contacted Aslan. As a kind and caring sister, Satya asks her brother and his new family. 

Satya directly coded his men. Either Alena or Prince, until the grand finale is over, it is forbidden to hold a cell phone or watch television under the pretext of preparing for the event later that night. The entire house of the mentor both should not offend the personal affairs of their parents. 

Satya made sure all the events went smoothly without a hitch. There should be no harassment or unprofessional conduct. Despite the fact, the poll/support figures on the Prince on that day immediately dropped dramatically, and Alena jumped sharply.

The media today is so great. In just a short time Ipang supporters immediately switched hearts to support Alena.

After a few seconds waiting for the connection, Aslan's phone connected to Mr. Alvin.

“Kok Mr Alvin, Bang?” kia asked in a whisper looking at the name and contact photo on Aslan's phone. 

“We have seen whose face will appear?” aslan replied smiling very calmly. Aslan tightened her seat to Kia while holding her expensive mobile phone screen in front of Kia. 

After a few seconds, the cheerful face of his handsome son came out. 

“Mother... Dad!” ipang is still as usual. 

Kia immediately wiped her tears and exuded her ever-dazzling beautiful smile. Aslan smiled seeing his wife back cheerful and excited again. The mother and child also chatted warmly even though only through a mobile phone.

“Udah chat?” ask Aslan. 

Kia nodded as Mr. Alvin's cell phone came out with a low battery warning and Ipang said goodbye to his conversation. 

“Our son will be fine right Bang?” kia asked looking at her husband expectantly. 

Aslan nodded, advancing his face and peeking at Kia's forehead. 

“Prince of strong and steel-mental children. Even if later he will hear, he will be good – fine. For now, neither Ipang nor Alena are banned from holding a cell phone and watching tv shows. They are safe to practice. Are you calm now?"

Kia nodded, heaved a sigh of relief, fixed her headscarf and smiled at her husband. 

“Abang sorry yes! You have to endure all this!” aslan held Kia's hand. 

“Kia know Bang, today will definitely come!”

“You ready to deal with it?” 

“Before Kia is willing to meet Brother again and receive Brother, Kia is ready, but Kia is not ready if Ipang is to be attacked! Ipang don't know anything Bang!” 

“No one dares attack the Prince!” 

“When will you reveal everything to the media?” 

“The files and evidence are already in the hands of the police. Tonight or tomorrow morning Mr. Alex will be picked up soon, get into his place!” 

“Really?” ask Koa for relief.

Aslan nodded. 

“Thank God, everyone will know who he is! Then how about Paul, Bang?"  

“You want to, Brother do what to him?” ask Aslan to Kia.

During this time Aslan put the brakes on the media, keeping his family's good name and thinking about how Alena, although not his son, Aslan still had a heart. Now, the family that Aslan desperately defended was not Aslan's real father.