The Prince
62. Theatricals

Stop after stop, the bus that Kia and Aslan were busing was passing through. The bus that had only contained 6 people now began to be crowded and full.

The comfort that Aslan had previously felt began to shift. Never had Aslan imagined before, it turned out like it was like riding a public vehicle. Must share, whereas usually Aslan sits comfortably in a fragrant luxury car, driven again.

Even behind Aslan was heard angry mothers loudly either tell what to their compatriots. Then opposite him was a toddler who chattered no idea what he meant. But that must be very noisy. 

Not to mention there are fathers who rose with a special aroma of massage oil. It was a city bus with AC. All beyond Aslan's expectations.

Aslan thought only factory workers or office workers, who were still young on average. But it turns out, the name of public transportation, yes general, all there, of all ages.

Aslan was getting uncomfortable and wanted to get down. Aslan remembered the car. Why did Aslan leave his luxury car in the parking lot and chase after Kia.  Aslan was supposed to go after Kia with his car.

Then Aslan looked at Kia who was sitting quietly beside him. Kia still looked beautiful and graceful in her silence. Not disturbed, or disturbed.

It made Aslan even more stunned and reduced his discomfort a little. Kia's face is like medicine. Aslan must survive in order to continue to enjoy the beauty of Kia.

“What is this life that Kia goes through every day?” inner Aslan later. If Aslan was in Kia's position, did Aslan get through it. 

“Why see me?” kia asked uncomfortably. Kia knows she's being noticed. 

“No! How much longer are we down?” aslan asked averted his gaze due to the tension. Aslan has been repeatedly rejected and wants to show an expensive selling attitude. Although still can't.

“Say Cyntia we are told to get off at the front stop of the pawnshop office, about 20 minutes” said Kia told Cyntia's order.

Kia did not know that Cyntia was with Rendra who was actually also told by Aslan. 

After Cyntia calls Kia changes her original purpose. The two of them now went in the direction that Cyntia had told them.

“Why did they pick him up there anyway!” gerutu Aslan heard the place Kia said.

“Hah? Them? You mean?” kia asked astonished at Aslan's words. Cyntia herself.

“No! How many more stops do we have to go through to get there?” aslan asked to switch the conversation.

“2 more stops” Kia replied. 

“Ck” Aslan chuckled in annoyance because he still had to be patient longer.

“Why? No likes? Who told you to come with me? What do you want to follow me. If you want to stop and get off, get off at the front stop!” kia replied instead nyerocos angratin Aslan. 

Aslan died a flea when Kia nagged. But if you think about it, yes, why Aslan chase and follow Kia. The wallet and the key to Kia's house are already held by Rendra.

“Yes no! You will know for yourself why I join lo” replied Aslan in a cold tone.

“Oh yes? What emang? Why don't you tell me now?” 

“Propay!” answer Aslan briefly.

Aslan did not want to tell Kia if Aslan wanted to love Kia's wallet, because it was not in her hands anymore. 

But Aslan's answer made Kia curious. Today everything is strange.

The bus arrived at a stop. There is only one that goes down but that goes up a lot there are even pregnant women. And the expectant mother stood near Aslan and Kia because the seat was full. 

Aslan who was not used to riding the bus initially did not care. His face was expressionless and pretended not to see.

Then he nudged Aslan's arm. Aslan looked happily kegeeran, thought Kia would take the opportunity and want to decet-deket Aslan. 

“Why?” asked Aslan affectionately tilting his head at Kia. 

“There are pregnant women, kasian, give her a seat” whispered Kia to Aslan. 

“Ehm” Aslan cleared his throat in disappointment.

Want to refuse is impossible, although upset Aslan obeyed Kia, allowing pregnant women to sit in his place.

When Aslan stood up and offered the seat of the pregnant woman was actually paying attention to Aslan. 

“I'm like no stranger, you're so similar to that television entrepreneur? Her husband is artist Paulina Abigail?” ask the pregnant woman. 

Aslan rubbed his nape and looked at Kia, Kia also looked at Aslan with a smile, as if laughing at Aslan. Aslan is confused to ask for Kia's help so as not to be discovered. 

Then other passengers who were previously indifferent and did not care to pay attention to Aslan carefully. Even Aslan was the center of attention. 

“Iya, the original is very handsome huh?” 

“More handsome than in foto” 

“Kok she wants ya ride a bus rich gini?” 

“Who's cool huh she?” 

“Waah want dong photos with” 

The passengers then pulled out their phones to photograph Aslan, who was nearby, standing over asking for a photo. Even the pregnant woman asked Aslan to touch her stomach and hope her son looks like Aslan. 

The conductor was surprised but let him.

Aslan was puzzled not to answer a word. Kia even massaged her forehead smiling very sweetly and looking outwards.

Actually seeing Kia smile so Aslan was very happy, but the people who pointed the camera at him made him uncomfortable and could go crazy. Aslan did not like the crowd.

“Sorry mothers all, I am not Aslan Nareswara her husband Paulina Abigail, I am her husband” Aslan replied trying to save himself while pointing to Kia. Kia has to take responsibility.

“Hooh” Kia looked up and rounded her eyes at Aslan, why did Aslan have to lie and bring her along. 

Then everyone turned to Kia with disappointed looks. Though everyone is very sure that the one in front of him is Aslan Nareswara. But it turns out that the female husband they consider a caste with them.

“Aslan Nareswara is not possible to take the bus, please sit down to your place again, my name is Dito, is my wife?” aslan said again reassuring passengers while rolling eyes to Kia. 

“He...” Kia gave a smile to the people who were looking at her. And inevitably they perform as husband and wife.

Although it still bore many question marks and did not accept that the one in front of them was not Aslan Nareswara, all the passengers sat back down. 

But they're still kusuk fileak. Dito is very similar to Aslan Nareswara. 

“The baby is very lucky to have a husband as handsome as he” said pregnant women who sit next to Kia.

“Ah yes thank you” replied Kia smiling. 

Aslan who heard it also took a glance at Kia confidently. 

"But she's beautiful too. Suit you. Take care of her husband yes" said the pregnant woman again.

"Yes thank you Ma'am" Kia replied kindly as she glanced at Aslan. Aslan is handsome. Very handsome even

“Huft” Aslan then sighed in relief.

Aslan loosened his shirt off one button on the top, making him even more dashing.

Fortunately, his suit and tie had been removed and put in the car. Otherwise Aslan could not dodge and pretend. Aslan then stood upright holding the handle of the bus hanging over him. 

Although the uproar stopped, but because Aslan was originally Aslan Nareswara. Someone behind the bench still kept filming Aslan, even when Aslan pointed at Kia, he also took a picture of Kia. 

The man turns out to be a reporter from rival television station Nareswara Group. That guy knows that the one in front of him is real Aslan Nareswara.

Although Aslan's mouth was lying, but Aslan's watch, Aslan's shoes, shirt, pants and even Aslan's belt could not cover the weather. That guy can recognize her. 

Everything Aslan wore was branded goods. That only a big boss could buy and wear. Moreover, the smell of Aslan perfume that smelled almost in all directions when Aslan stood up.

And that person could estimate that Aslan's outfit is now with the price of the bus they are riding, the more expensive Aslan's overall outfit.

Not long before they reached the stop they were heading to. Kia stood up and prepared to come down. As they play husband and wife, Aslan and Kia walk side by side.

Aslan seemed very attentive to Kia, putting Kia first and protecting her. Kiapun seemed to receive Aslan's treatment, especially when splitting the crowd and getting off the bus. 

Crossing the road as well. People were still enthusiastic to see them was no exception hidden reporter earlier. Because they are compatible.

And the reporter's conviction grew rounder, as he arrived at the stop, he saw a man with a tie bowing and saluting Aslan. He knew the man was Rendra the secretary of the Big Boss.

“Can be a hot topic nih” muttered the hidden reporter while smiling cunningly.