The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 017
"Hello, Young Master ...!" greet someone from across.
"Sorry, excuse me for a moment. There was an important phone call" Aslan said, rising up and going to the side of the restaurant, which happened to be close to where he was sitting.
"Hm ...! Clara, uh, can't I just call her Clara?" ask Sisca.
Clara nodded. "Of course you can, Ms. Sisca," Clara replied flatly, with a dislikeful look.
"Haha. Just get angry, Miss Clara. Are you that way you want to be called Mother Clara, because you've been invited to dinner by your own boss, hmm?" Sisca gave an understatement smile at the end of the sentence.
"I've seen secretaries like you, Clara. Just want to take advantage of the kindness of the boss, in order to become a big madam," continued Sisca.
"What does Miss Sisca mean?" reply Clara, still with her flat expression.
"Geez, time just doesn't thigh—" Sisca's remark was cut by Iyan.
"Enough, Sisca! You are not polite ...!" sergeant Iyan, who begins to emotion with Sisca's behavior. His eyes stared intently at Sisca, and made Sisca's guts shrivel even more.
"Sorry, what's going on? Clara ... What's wrong?" asked Aslan, after returning from the phone. He was astonished, because he had just left for a while, it already looked a slightly tense atmosphere.
Sisca then stood up, and answered Aslan's question. "I just told Clara, if—" again, Sisca's words were cut off. This time, it was Clara who cut her words.
"Say, I'm too obsessed with being the big lady, Mr. Aslan." Clara looked at Sisca with a defiant look.
"Because tonight, I was invited to dinner with my father here. So, Ms. Sisca thought that I was .. ah, that's it. Mr. Aslan must know what I mean" continued Clara, who then put her shoulder to shoulder, and returned a look of intimidation from Sisca.
Aslan. "Oh .. So, Ms. Sisca thought, if my secretary, wanted to be Mrs Aslan, would she?" aslan asked, looking at Sisca, flat.
"I-iya .. Who knows, right, Mr Aslan?" Sisca nodded, feeling ashamed. His hands continued to twist the dress, which he wore.
"Please forgive Sisca, Mr. Aslan! Let's just go ahead, dinner. Please sit back, Mr ...!" timpal Iyan, stand up and try to stay friendly.
Aslan looked at Clara, asking for her approval. Clara who understood, nodded slowly, closing her eyes for a moment. Aslan sat back down and began ordering food.
After the dinner, Aslan and Clara immediately resigned. Both are in the parking lot. Suddenly, Clara held her head, grimacing in pain.
"Why are you, Clara?" ask Aslan, panic.
Clara felt dizzy, after drinking the juice. Even with Aslan, who suddenly felt dizzy, but can still be detained.
"Suddenly, my head is dizzy, P-Pak—" had not yet had his sentence resolved, Clara had already fainted near the car.
Aslan swiftly, propping up Clara's body that was barely, fell onto the asphalt. He panicked, finding Clara unconscious. Then, he carried Clara ala bridal style, then put Clara's body into the car.
Without waiting for anything else, Aslan immediately darted away, leaving the restaurant that gave him a slightly less pleasant impression. That's because there was a misunderstanding between Clara and Sisca.
"Aargh ... shit!" umpat Iyan, with his hands clenched, and punched the air.
Iyan and Sisca are stalking Aslan who is coming home with Clara. The two, Iyan and Sisca, hide in the car, which is not far from Aslan's car.
Sisca who saw that, only smiled wryly. He really did not expect, that Sisca was still not the only woman for Iyan.
"That's it, Mas Iyan. You always play with my feelings. Now, let me give you a little retribution" said Sisca quietly, barely audible.
"You said something, Sisca?" ask Iyan, furious.
"Yes, Mas. I told you that you're a fool and you're a fool!" answer Sisca with a little spelling, but full of emphasis on the word too and greedy.
Iyan was wrathful and gripped Sisca's cheek violently. "You must not forget, dear ...! You lied to Disha, too. You always send photos, to tease me. You forgot, huh?!" Iyan Bentak.
Sisca tried to release Iyan's grip on her cheek. However, it felt so difficult, because Iyan was in an emotional state.
Then, Sisca cried, and began to remind her of how their closeness began, to Iyan.
"Mass ...!"