The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 031

"We go to Disha's house tonight, it's Papa's decision!"

Aslan and Disha looked at each other, confused. Then, Aslan said, "T-but, Pa —"

"Shh ...! Good intentions, should be done immediately. Now, Papa and Mama will prepare first, "cut Bima, do not want to get rejection and reason again.

"Disha .. You're okay, if tonight my parents visit your house?" Aslan put on a guilty face.

Disha felt pity for Aslan. "It's okay, Mas Aslan. Later, I told Mom and Mas Hamzah, also mba Riyani."

"Thank you, Disha ...!" aslan said, smiling and rubbing the back of Disha's hand.

Rita did not like the view in front of her at this time. Then he got up and went upstairs. Rita to the room, to prepare, according to Bima's words.

Bima, who was still sitting with Aslan and Disha, tried to be more self-acclaimed, with Disha. Every now and then, Disha stared in admiration at Bima, remembering the figure of her late father.

Aslan asked permission to go out with Disha, for a moment. He wanted to talk to Disha about something. Bima leaves Aslan and Disha, to catch up with Rita.

Aslan with a nervous face, asked, "Disha, this is actually a misunderstanding. I just want to avoid an arranged marriage with Elma. But, now it's like this." Aslan was patting her hair, feeling confused.

"I'm confused too, Mom. How about later, Mas Aslan's parents ask us to get married? I'm not ready to get married. Of course Mas Aslan knew, what was the reason." Disha bowed lethargic, after speaking.

"I'm sorry, Disha. I'm sorry ...."

Disha is silent, not saying. That made Aslan even more unwell. Then, an idea came to his mind. "Disha, how about we get a contract?" aslan said, whispering.

Disha's eyes were perfectly rounded, and immediately turned to disbelief in Aslan. "What does that mean, Mom?"

"Quiet, Disha. Look, let me explain ...."

Disha heard Aslan's explanation. Occasionally, he was a beard. In fact, until rounding the eyes.

"So, how? Do you agree?" Aslan asked with a hopeful face.

Disha thought for a moment. "If it's that, I'll think about it, Mr. Aslan. Uh, that means —"

"Haha. Disha, you are so funny ...!" cut Aslan, can't stand Disha's behavior.

Disha's cheeks blush, shame. He looked down and said again, "Emm .. about the contract marriage, I'll think about it later, Mr. Aslan. Uh, Mas Aslan ...!" Disha patted the jidat, at the end of his sentence.

Aslan chuckled softly. "Alright, Disha. Importantly, tonight please allow my parents to meet with your family. Now, call me, your mom or your sister, yeah!"

Disha nodded, smiling. Then, he picked up his phone stored in the bag. Quickly, he searched her Mother's name on the contact, and called.

Because the phone was not answered, Disha decided to call her sister, Hamzah. But again, Disha had to make an effort. Because Hamza didn't answer the phone from him.

The last option, he called Riyani. Hopefully anxious, he waited for his phone to be answered. And then ....

"Hello, mba Riyani, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, deck."

"Mba, are Mom and Mas Hamzah home?"

"There, deck. Only, they were busy planting new seedlings in the backyard. What's up?"

"Is that? Quickly, call from me, no one answered. Oh yes, this is Riyani ...."

"Okay, deck. Mba, I'll pass this on to Mom and Mas Hamzah. Don't forget to report later, deck ...!"

"Ready, mba. Yes, assalamu'alaikum."

"Sip! Wa'alaikumsalam."

***

Quickly, Riyani replied,

Riyani: Okay, deck. It's me, Mr. Hamzah and I, who have everything ready. Be careful on the road, yeah!

After that, he immediately resumed his activities. Riyani with Maryam, prepared some snacks. Coincidentally, today ART at Maryam's house is on holiday. So, Maryam and the daughter-in-law jumped straight into the kitchen.

Hamzah walked towards the main temple, after hearing the sound of the bell being pulled from outside. After the door opens, Aslan and Disha are seen, along with Aslan's parents.

"Welcome, Sir, Madam," welcome Hamzah, half-bending. Then, he approached Bima and Rita, to shake their hands.

Bima received Hamzah's hand with a smile and said, "Call me, Mr. Bima."

Hamzah nodded and returned a smile. "Okay, Mr. Bima!"

Rita who had put on a ketus face, immediately turned out to be friendly. Because, Bima gave him a gaze that seemed to commemorate him.

Then, Maryam came out with Riyani. Aslan's parents and Disha's family shook hands and smiled back. Shortly after, everyone came into the house.

Aslan and Disha who entered last, had a short chat before arriving at the living room. Disha was worried that Aslan's parents would comment on his current residence, which was Aslan's gift.

However, Aslan manages to convince Disha, that everything will be fine. Because, only he and Toni know, about the house occupied by the Disha family.

"Thank you for accepting our arrival, Miss Maryam. My wife and I, along with my son, came here with good intentions. Hopefully, our good intentions are acceptable as well," said Bima, starting the discussion.

Maryam was confused to hear the words of Bima. His eyebrows are linked, making Bima explain in more detail, the purpose of his arrival.

"Look, Miss Maryam. Mother's son, Disha, is in a relationship with our son, Aslan."

"What?!" pekik Maryam, Hamzah and Riyani, together.

Disha looked at Aslan, annoyed. Upset, because everything was sudden. But, he also could not bear to humiliate Aslan, by denying Bima's statement.

"I-mom .. actually, me and Mr. Aslan, I-I mean —"

"I and Disha have been in a relationship for months. And there is the intention of getting married in the near future" Aslan, who couldn't bear to see Disha's nervousness.

Maryam, Hamzah and Riyani, round their eyes, in disbelief. It made Bima laugh. But not with Rita. Rita still had her face flat.

"So, you don't know about this either? Haha. Both of us, just found out this afternoon," said Bima, laughing.

"Well, we both don't know, sir?" Mary smiled clumsyly.

"That's right, Mom. We want Aslan and Disha to get married in a few days. Hows it? Do you agree?" bima said, without making small talk.

Maryam was surprised. How not? He had not married Hamzah long ago. And now, he had to marry Disha.

"Isn't it too soon, sir? We're even really new to Disha and Nak Aslan's relationship."

Bima also thought for a moment, while the mangosteen. "Yes ... Mom was right too. Well then, how about getting engaged first?"

Maryam looked at Hamzah, asking for approval from her first child. Then Hamzah nodded slowly. "Alright, Mr. Bima. Then, we ask Disha and Nak Aslan's opinion as well."

"Ah, yes. I was right," said Bima, full of spirit. "Mama, you agree, right, if our son gets engaged first? It's okay, yeah, got his son-in-law on the snooze first. Hehehe," continued Bima, staring at Rita.

Rita just nodded with a smile that she had to give. "Mama's in Papa's decision."

"Sip! You two, how? Getting engaged first, isn't a bad idea, is it?" Bima looked at Aslan and Disha alternately.

Aslan and Disha who were standing near each other's parents, could only throw a glance at each other. Both did not answer, until finally ....

"Who's getting engaged?"