The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 030

"How come? I-i ...." Disha stuttered, then mute. He could not answer Aslan's question, which surprised him greatly.

"I'll tell you later, mom!"

The phone connection was also cut off. Disha chooses to end the phone, confused as to what to answer, to Aslan's question.

Disha put her phone back, on the nightstand. Then, he broke down his body, staring at the ceiling of the room. One hand, massaging his forehead, and one hand again, patting the mattress.

"I have to what now? Should I accept Aslan's invitation?" muttered Disha, wirih.

Disha clucked and shook his head quickly. "Gee! I'm why the hell? It should be right, just answer me immediately, when Aslan asked me to meet. Huft ...!"

After the monologue, Disha got up and sent a message to Aslan. He agreed to meet with her later. Disha also asks, to pick her up later.

Finished preparing, at exactly four in the afternoon, Aslan had already arrived at Maryam's house. Maryam who welcomed Aslan's arrival, was astonished. Because, Aslan came in a suit so neat, like going to attend a formal party.

"Please come in and sit down, son Aslan! Disha, maybe still preparing," said Maryam, with a gaze that could not be separated from Aslan. Maryam walked in front of Aslan, and sat down on the sofa.

"Help ...! Ma'am, is there something wrong with my clothes?" Aslan looks groggy.

"Eh .. Nothing is wrong, Son Aslan. It's just, tumben neat once. Like attending a party."

Aslan who had landed a butt on the sofa, rubbed his nape. "Actually, I would like to invite Disha to meet my parents, Mom. Is it okay, I brought Disha tonight, to my parents' house?"

Maryam round her eyes, surprised. "A-what is it, Nak Aslan .. until you have to meet Nak Aslan's parents? Did Disha make a mistake?"

"No, Ma. This is because my parents, wanted to meet with the secretary. So, I will bring Disha, to meet my parents," Aslan replied, quickly.

Mary breathed a sigh of relief. "Thankful ... I think Disha made a mistake. Well then, may Nak Aslan's parents fit in with how Disha works, yes."

Aslan nodded with a smile, and so did Maryam. Then, the two chatted with another topic. Shortly after, Disha finally came out of the room.

"Beautiful to you, Nduk," praised Maryam, rising from her seat.

"I'm Mom's daughter and I'm a girl. Of course I'm pretty, hehehe."

Mary shook her head smiling, looking at her daughter's behavior. "Yes already, all right. You always can answer."

Aslan was watching Disha, without blinking. His eyes radiated admiration towards Disha. Yep! The woman who served as his secretary, did look very beautiful at this time.

Her hair was neatly curled. The body is clad in a Korean-style suit; blouse is baby blue, and pencil skirts are white. Her face was polished with thin makeup, but it looked dazzling.

"Mas Aslan, are we leaving now?" disha asked, waving her hands in front of Aslan's face.

Aslan shortened and replied with a slight nervousness, "I-iya, Disha. We're leaving now."

Disha shook his head slowly and chuckled. "Yes, come on! Ma'am, I'm leaving first, yeah ...!"

Disha grabs Maryam's hand, and kisses her reverence. So too with Aslan. Then both went. Aslan opened the car door for Disha.

The treatment, managed to make Disha blush. Aslan, he just smiled and was a little misbehaved.

***

Arriving at Aslan's parents' house ....

Disha rounded her eyes with her mouth slightly open. He did not expect, his arrival to Aslan's parents' house, was introduced as a prospective daughter-in-law.

Both Aslan's parents, who were sitting in the front yard, immediately stood up. The two observed Disha from head to toe.

"Your name, Disha?" ask Rita, Aslan's mother. His face looked a bit cynical and disliked.

"Ma! Don't put on that expression!" whispered Bima, Aslan's father, with a firm tone.

Rita clucked in annoyance, folding her hands to the front of her chest. Bima shook his head, not thinking about the behavior of the wife.

"Son Disha, come on in! Aslan, bring him in ...!" bima's decree, which was immediately answered with a nod by Aslan.

Rita catches up with her husband, enters the house. While Aslan, he grasped Disha's hand, without asking first. Of course Disha could not resist, as she was surprised and wondered in her heart, "Is this a dream, or is it really real?"

"Shem ...!" Rita looked at Aslan and Disha.

Then, Aslan who realized that her mother was looking at her, immediately took off her hand from Disha's hand. Disha also set the rhythm of his breathing a little hunting, because of the shock earlier.

"Please sit down, Disha boy!" bima, with friendly.

Disha nodded and walked towards the sofa. Then, he landed his ass. "Good afternoon, Om, Aunt ...!" greet Disha, awkward. Several times, she was seen twisting the edge of the skirt, which she wore.

"Sore, Nak Disha ...!" only Bima answered. Rita is busy with her own phone. Bima glanced at his wife, then gave a sharp look.

Frightened Rita, immediately answered Disha's greeting. "So, how long have you and my son been in a relationship?"

Disha looked to the side, for there, Aslan sat down. Aslan smiled clumsily, revealing his phone. As it turned out, Aslan typed something on the phone; please help me, Disha. Just tell me, we've only had a relationship for a few months. The plan is that we will get married soon.

Suddenly, Disha stiffened immediately. But, he also could not refuse to help Aslan, right now. Then, Disha took a deep breath.

"We've only been in this relationship for a few months, Om, Auntie. And the plan is, we're getting married soon." Disha puts on a smile. Although in fact, he was trembling.

Bima looks happy and enthusiastic. "Good then! Yeah, right, Ma?"

Rita just put on a flat face. "Hem .. yes, good. But, what about Elma?"

"Ma, I've refused to be betrothed to Elma for a long time ...!" aslan protested, not accepting Rita's question.

"Ma, our son is already a big boy and can choose his own life partner!"

Rita snorted in annoyance, got a warning from Bima. Then, he had to put on a friendly face and smile. "How many days are you getting married?"

"Well?!" say Disha and Aslan together.

Bima laughed at Disha and Aslan, compactly surprised. "Why are you? We just want you to get married soon. We have this, there is a lot of work as well. So, please don't delay the wedding for long, yes!"

"Yes, your Papa is right, Aslan. Better, get the wedding straight away."

"T-Tu-wait a minute dong, Ma, Pa ...! This Disha, not necessarily want to get married in the near future. He is still just starting a business as well, with his mother," Aslan said.

"Yes, tonight we go to Disha's house. How's it?" ask Bima.

"What?!" again, Disha and Aslan spoke compactly.