The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 016
"Hi ... Beautiful aunt and Om handsome, may you always be happy!" said a little boy, who suddenly approached Aslan and Clara.
Aslan and Clara looked at each other, with confused looks, but wanted to laugh as well. Then Clara picked up a rose, which the little boy had brought.
"Grandfather, the roses are bought by all the sisters, can you?" clara asked, bowing to the little boy.
The little boy's eyes sparkled, in disbelief with his hearing. "Sister, do you really want to buy all the roses I brought?" the little boy asked for certainty.
Aslan bowed, and said, "Of course, Little Adek. Here, let Om pay for everything. These flowers, let this beautiful aunt hold." Aslan said, taking a quick glance at Clara.
"Hm ...! yeah, all right," said Clara.
"Then let me make one, a bouquet of flowers, Oms ... Aunty?"
"By, dong ...!" answer Aslan and Clara compact.
After the bouquet of flowers finished, Aslan paid for it. Then, Aslan and Clara walked back, to get into the restaurant. How amazing Clara, seeing such a luxurious restaurant, and visitors quite a lot.
"Mas, is it okay if we meet this dinner invitation?" clara asked, with an expression without a smile. In fact, for walking, it suddenly felt very heavy.
"Kok, suddenly my feelings become restless like this, Mas?" clara complained, with a sad look.
"Why? you're suddenly not feeling well, are you?" ask Aslan, panic.
Clara nodded slowly. "No, Mas. It's just ... My feelings are not good" said Clara, who then looked down lethargic.
"Calm ... There were two of my bodyguards standing guard inside, and watching Iyan's movements. Okay?" aslan said, while cupping Clara's face.
Clara was a little surprised by what Aslan was doing, but it also subconsciously made Clara's heart calmer. For a moment, the gazes of the two intertwined. Clara and Aslan, were swept away in that gaze.
"Help ...! you guys have already come to it," Iyan who just came out of the restaurant to check on the arrival of her invited guests, felt jealous at the sight before her at this moment.
"Hmm .. okay. Come, please come in ...!" invite Iyan, with a friendly look and smile.
The rose, brought by Clara, was given to Iyan as a token of gratitude for the dinner invitation. Iyan's hand accidentally touched Clara's skin. Suddenly, Clara was startled and reflexively, instantly pulling her hand fast.
"What's up, Clara?" ask Aslan, astonished.
Clara nodded quickly. "There's nothing, Mr. Aslan."
Aslan took a breath, then took it out slowly. "All right, let's go in now. How come we don't come home too late" Aslan said, whispering in Clara's ear.
"Shem ...!" Iyan nodded harder.
Aslan and Clara walked into the restaurant. Apparently, at the dinner table that had been ordered, there was Sisca, who was folding her face, annoyed.
"Sisca, why is your face like that, huh?" reprimand Iyan, whispering to Sisca.
Sisca rolled her eyes lazily. "Gee! what the hell!" unfortunately, with a cynical tone.
Iyan was annoyed by Sisca's attitude, which he judged as a child. "Sisca, if you can't honor my guests, just go home!" hardik Iyan, still in a whisper, but full of emphasis.
Sisca immediately shrieked and was forced to smile. Then, he greeted Aslan and Clara. "Good night, welcome to this dinner, Mr. Aslan, and Ms. Disha," Sisca said, standing up.
"Thank you, Ms. Sisca ...!" aslan and Clara answered compactly, nodding once, and smiling. Aslan and Clara sat down.
The four sat facing each other, looking at each other in turn. As Iyan and Ckara's eyes met, Aslan's phone rang.
"Hello, Young Master ...!" greet someone from across.