The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 019

"Young Master ...!" Toni came to Aslan, in a hurry.

Aslan immediately got up from his seat. "What's up, Mr Toni?" asked Aslan, with a worried look.

"I-it, Mr ...." Toni paused her words. He drew closer to his master, then whispered, "Great Master and Madam, have just arrived at the house, Sir."

Aslan's eyes were perfectly rounded. He was so shocked, hearing what Toni whispered. "What's right, Mr Toni? Mr. Toni knows where?" aslan replied, whispering as well.

"My wife told me a few minutes ago, sir. After I got the news, I immediately ran in" Toni explained.

The two whispering men made Hamzah and Maryam curious. Then, Hamzah ventured to ask Aslan.

"Aslan, is there anything serious?"

Aslan looked over, feeling clumsy. He was confused as to what to answer. "Emm .. That, it's nothing, Mas Hamzah. It's just, I have to go home now ... Mas Hamzah, Miss Maryam," Aslan looked at Hamzah and Maryam alternately.

Maryam approached Aslan, rubbing the arm of the man who was still wearing the suit. "If there's something really important, go home, son Aslan. Mom and Hamzah, thank you so much for taking care of Clara.

"If there were no you and Mr. Toni, maybe Clara had been framed by Iyan" said Maryam, sadly.

Aslan hugged Maryam, moved. "Bu .. Don't thank me. I just did, what a sister should have done. Mas Hamzah was nowhere near Clara at the time of the incident. So ... automatically, it's my responsibility, ma'am."

Maryam returned Aslan's embrace. He rubbed Aslan's back, going up and down. While Hamzah, feeling moved to see the scenery in front of him, at this time.

After hugging, Aslan returns home to Maryam and Hamzah.

***

The next morning, Clara, who had just woken up from her sleep, went straight out of the room, and looked for her mother. "Bus ... Mom ...!" clara exclaimed, while walking towards the kitchen.

Seen by him, in the kitchen there was no one. Then, Clara searched the backyard. Apparently, Maryam was planting seedlings in a polybag.

"Mother ...! I called Mom from earlier, you know," said Clara, with a pouting face. He was standing behind his mother.

Maryam did not look back one bit. "Opo tho, Nduk? it's still morning, why? hmm ...!"

"Mom, look at me dong, Mom ...!" pinta Clara, while squatting, near Maryam.

Maryam stopped her activities for a moment, to look at her daughter. "Why, Nduk? You're not working today?"

"Work dong, Mom. It's only been six and a half in the morning. It's gonna get ready, okay."

"Yes, let's go in. Let me prepare breakfast for you and your Mas!"

Mary smiled, feeling the manner of this only daughter, too funny and attentive. "Nduk .. is true, there is already a Ratmi Mbok. But, this mother wants to cook just the way, really.

Like fried rice and beef-eye eggs, for example. And don't forget ...."

"Mendoan is warm, with soy sauce sambal!" answer Clara and Maryam compact. The two mothers laughed afterwards.

Clara rose up, followed by Maryam, who was helped to stand by Clara. Then he went back into the house, with Mary. Maryam immediately jumped into the kitchen, while Clara went to prepare herself, to go to work.

After everything was presented at the dinner table, Maryam called her two children. "Hama ... Clara ...! let's have breakfast!"

The first to arrive was Hamza. Then, followed by Clara, who was still busy tidying up while walking.

"Yes yes, it's perfecto, Ms. Clara. Hahaha," goda Hamzah.

"Gee! what the hell, this Mas Hamza," grumbled Clara.

"The two of you, it is always just .. make the head bobble. Already, let's have breakfast ...!" timpal Maryam's.

Third ... Maryam, Hamzah, and Clara started breakfast. No conversation at all, at the dinner table. There was only the sound of clanking spoons and forks clashing, inside the food plate.

***

Arriving at the office, Clara headed straight to her desk. There was Toni, who was sitting there waiting. "Sir Toni is waiting for someone, or something? hmm ..." murmured Clarl softly, barely audible.

"Good morning, Mr. Toni ...!" greet Clara, after arriving in front of Toni.

Toni's a little spiked. "Eh, Non Clara. Morning, Non ...!" answered Toni, standing up.

"Tumben, Mr. Toni is still here. Usually, after dropping off at the office, Mr. Toni goes straight home again."

Toni rubbed her nape. "That's, a-anu, Non Clara, there's an important thing that requires me here first. Hehe."

Clara mangosteen. "Oh, so. Yes, sir Toni. I also have to prepare the files that must be signed by Mr. Aslan immediately" Clara said, smiling.

"Yes, Non Clara. Please follow his work spirit, yes!" reply Toni, brandishing a fist.

"Ready, Mr. Toni ...!" sahut Clara, while paying his respects.

"Who is he, Mr Toni?" a firm, but gentle, voice sounded from behind Clara.

Seen by Clara and Toni, women in office suits, walk gracefully, while carrying a luxurious bag. The closer, the more clearly visible, how to mimic the woman's face.