The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 012

"Good night, Miss Clara ...!" greet a man, from the side of Clara.

Clara turned to the source of the voice. How surprised Clara when she found out, the one who greeted her was Iyan. Fortunately, he was able to control his expression, so as not to show the slightest hesitation.

Clara smiled at Iyan. "Good night, sir. Sorry, who are you?" sahut Disha, with a wondering face.

"I ... Um! I, Iyan," replied Iyan after landing a butt next to Clara.

"Oh .. Mr. Iyan. What's the matter, sir?"

Iyan pulled out his chair, in order to get closer to Clara. It makes Clara uncomfortable and afraid, but she tries to be ordinary. Since it was right at the back table, there were already Hamzah and Aslan watching over.

"You are so beautiful, Miss! coupled with this fiery red dress that you are wearing, it really adds value to the beauty you have," Iyan praised, with a lustful look at Clara.

Clara gave a flat expression. "Oh, so. Thank you, Mr. Iyan ...!" Clara emphasized the word of lord Iyan, with a drawn look in her eyes.

That made Iyan even more crazy. "Wohoho, Miss! You are truly amazing. In fact, it's very interesting that I can conquer!" challenge Iyan to himself. His hand began to dare to touch Clara's arm.

Quickly, Clara immediately held Iyan's hand, and lowered it roughly. "Sorry, Sir. Please find a call woman, if your lust is burning!" clara's Perspiration.

The two looked at him, for a moment. Until finally, the rough touch on Iyan's shoulder, severed the gaze between Clara and Iyan.

"Darling, why are you here?!" ask Sisca, sulking. "Just been left for a while to the toilet, you've been playing to another woman's desk, huh!" Sisca folded her hands to the front of her chest.

"Eh, Sweety .. Here, I'm offering a partnership with a sponsor. Isn't that right, Miss Clara?" said Iyan, while looking at Clara, deep.

Clara raised one eyebrow. "uh? I don't know about that, sir. Haha." Clara laughed disdainfully. Then, he tidied up his bag, and stood up from his seat. "Sorry, and excuse me ...!" clara said, looking at Iyan and Sisca.

Iyan's hand clenched, and hit the table. "Damn! I failed to get her phone number. It's all because of you, Sisca!" umpat Iyan was slow, but full of emphasis.

The two stared fiercely. Then, Sisca who did not accept the words of Iyan, immediately turned around and left Iyan. Iyan stared at Sisca's departure with a flat look, with no intention of chasing after her.

'Basic lady bullies. Back then, when I was with Disha, up until now, where I was seducing Clara, always, she was a troublemaker!' aspersed in the heart. His face was angry, with tightly clenched jaws.

***

The sound of applause, welcoming the arrival of Clara who had just got off the car. Hamzah and Aslan had already gone home, when Sisca came to Clara's seat. Clara felt a little embarrassed, when she received a standing ovation from the two men who had taken care of her.

"What the hell, Mas Hamzah, Mas Aslan?" said Disha, shaming. His face was red.

"You're great, Deck! So be calm if you see you've changed to be more courageous now. Isn't that right, Aslan?"

Aslan who was still staring deeply, the woman in front of him, was at the shortest moment, while his arm was nudged by Hamzah. "Eh, why Mas Hamzah?"

"Oh my goodness, Aslan ...! I said that my sister has become more courageous, now," Hamzah explained, shaking her head and smiling at Aslan.

Aslan became misbehaved, as a result of Hamzah. He rubbed his neck, then scratched his non-itchy head. "Ah, this Hamzah Mas. Emm ... Yes, Mas Hamzah was right, Disha. uh, Clara means, hehehe. Clara has started to change from her old attitude" said Aslan.

Then, the three chatted casually on the terrace, while sitting under a mango tree. While seriously discussing something, Maryam came with three glasses of warm sweet tea and a plate of vanilla sponge.

Mary sat down and talked. Occasionally, he feeds Clara, who to him is still a little princess. While Hamzah and Aslan, could only look enviously at Clara.

***

The next day, when Clara starts working in Aslan's office, she accidentally runs into Iyan in the elevator. Iyan who felt that he had the opportunity, did not want to miss a second, the moment with Clara in the elevator. He continued to watch Clara closely.

Clara saw the reflection of Iyan's face on the elevator door and rebuked him. "You've got a woman who's very fond of you, but behind her, you're observing another woman? ckck!" said Disha with a lazy look.

"Don't blame me, beautiful lady. You're too dear to pass up," Iyan advanced toward Clara, and tried to kiss Clara's cheek.

Reflexes, Clara slaps Iyan and scolds him. "Basic of perverted brains! from last night's show, your gaze, speech, and guts were disgusting! ughhh!" Clara pushed Iyan down, falling over.

"Have this, Mr. Iyan! if you really want to offer cooperation with this company, fix the attitude you have!" Clara turned around, about to get out of the elevator.

"And yes, get rid of your perverted thoughts!" he added, who then sauntered away with angry steps.

Iyan who was still sitting on the floor of the elevator, only grimaced with mystery. "You remind me of my ex-fiance, Clara ...! how to refuse for me to kiss and I approach with int*m, just like my Disha, Disha Maharani. I should be able to get you, Clara Felisha!" iyan's monologue, which ended with a sly grin, and a passionate gaze filled with excitement.

***

Clara's breath hunted, her chest rising and falling holding back the rumbling emotions in her heart. Aslan, who knew about it, immediately asked, "Clara ... Did something happen? does anything make you angry, hmm?"

Clara who was still standing, and holding the doorknob replied, "You know, Mas. Geez, it feels like I want to give you a 'hih'!" clara said, with hands demonstrating the punching position.

"Calm down Clara ... calm down, calm down! I'll help you. I'll talk to Iyan" Aslan said.

Hearing Aslan's words, Clara, who had lowered her head, immediately raised her head again, smiling cheerfully. Then, he approached Aslan and hugged her tightly.

"C-city ...!"

Clara, who realizes that she is hugging Aslan, apologizes to Aslan. "Sorry, Mas Aslan. I was so overjoyed, that reflexes hugged you ...," Clara said.

Aslan smiled and held onto both of Clara's shoulders. "Clara .. I understand why you embraced me . But, yes, it doesn't need to be discussed."

"Of course it should be discussed, Mas Aslan! if not ...."

"If not, why, hm?" aslan said teasingly, while raising his eyebrows.

"If not discussed, later ...." Clara said with a hard thinking face.

"You are ... indeed good at making deals like, hahaha, " replied Aslan. "Kneel!"

"Where are you going, Mas Aslan?"

Aslan did not answer Clara's question. He immediately pulled Clara's hand and grabbed it.