The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 032

While discussing the engagement, suddenly a voice sounded from the direction of the main door. Apparently, the one who came was Yuna, Iyan's mother.

"Who's getting engaged?" yuna asked once more, while walking closer to the living room.

Bima and Rita looked at each other, and shook their head slowly with a shrug. Maryam was slightly surprised by Yuna's sudden arrival. Unlike Hamzah and Disha, both of them still do not like it if Yuna comes home. And Aslan, he kept his attitude, so as not to let go of talking to his parents.

Mary stood up, against Yuna who was about to sit near her. "I'm sorry, why did Miss Yuna come here?"

Yuna smiled disdainfully, looking at Maryam and Disha alternately. "There's nothing. I just want to give you this!" Yuna reached into her bag.

A photo of Disha and Iyan, as they get engaged. Yuna accidentally drops the photo, to be seen by Aslan and his family. He still felt vengeance for Disha.

"That's Mom's son?" rita asked, spontaneously. He stood with Bima, behind Maryam.

"Yes, my boy. And the woman in the photo, is Disha!" yuna said, excitedly. His intention was, to want to humiliate Disha.

Bima asked, pointing at the photo below, observing the face of the woman in the photo. Then, he looked at Disha, at a glance. "He is Disha? Why is his face different?"

"Yes. Where possible, one person with a different face!" timpal Rota, who was astonished.

Yuna laughed out loud, finding such a question. Then, he took a photo of the fall, to show it to Bima and Rita. "This woman, was once my son's fiancee. In fact, it's almost married. But —"

"Stop your bullshit, Madam!" aslan exclaimed, cutting off Yuna's words.

Yuna turned her head, looking at Aslan. His gaze was so sharp. "Why?! Are you afraid, that I'll expose Disha, so?"

Aslan smiled cynically, as if mocking Yuna. "I'm not scared at all. Go ahead, if Madam is still interested in berating Disha. Truth is, I already know. Don't forget that!"

Yuna snorted in annoyance. "This disha, left my son for the sake of a richer man! In fact, he threw my son in jail!" yuna exclaimed, in a high tone and pointed at Disha.

Bima and Rita, surprised. Then, the two looked at Aslan. Both of them asked for an explanation. Until without speaking, Aslan had understood the intentions of both parents.

"Ma, Ma ... So, here's the story ...."

Aslan recounts the beginning of his encounter with Disha. As he helps Disha do facial surgery. Until Aslan helps Disha report Iyan, to the authorities.

Disha also explains why he decided to end his relationship with Iyan. Despite having to scrape old wounds, Disha felt compelled to tell the full story, to Aslan's parents.

Yuna who was arrogant, suddenly looked nervous. He was confused, because it turned out that Disha wanted to fight his words. Then, he slowly walked backwards, to leave Maryam's house. Just a few steps, it's been stopped by Hamzah.

"Where are you going, Lady Yuna?" Hamzah smiled a cynical smile. "After humiliating my sister, you're just gonna get out of here, madam? Can't! Wait until the parents of Disha's future fiancee comment ...!" Hamzah commemorates, with a tinge of emotion.

Riyani came over to Hamzah, and rubbed up and down, Hamzah's back. "Relax, Mas Hamzah ... Quiet." Calm."

Seen, the others followed close to Hamzah, Riyani and Yuna. Then, Aslan warned Yuna, "Never disturb the lion's sleep, Madam. I tried to be quiet. But, if one more time Madam cornered Disha again, I won't stay silent ...!" Aslan whispered that, with great emphasis.

Yuna trembled, feeling fear for the threat of Aslan. How not? He initially only wanted, Aslan's family to know the vices of Disha. However, the attack turned on him. He looked down, not daring to look at Aslan.

"Aslan ... Already, Son. She's your Mama's age. Let him go" Bima said.

Aslan nodded, and moved away from Yuna. "Please go home, ma'am!"

Yuna immediately ran towards the door. This time, he really did not dare to look back, before actually leaving. Instead, Yuna cursed her stupidity inwardly, while occasionally patting her own cheeks.

After Yuna's departure, everyone gathered back in the living room. This time, Disha sat down with Maryam. Aslan sat down with Bima and Rita. Hamzah and Riyani, standing behind Maryam's seat. Then, the discussion about the engagement began again.

***

Four days later, Disha, who was in makeup by MUA, looked so nervous. Yes, today is the day of his engagement with Aslan. The show is done, at seven o'clock in the afternoon. Now, the clock is showing at half-seven in the afternoon. Unceasingly, Disha plays her fingers at the dressing table.

"Mba, is this a long time?" disha asked, with a face that was parched.

The MUA replied, "No, Brother. A little more done. Just polishing the lips. Wait a minute, yeah ...!"

The kebaya that Disha wore for tonight's event, was purple. Combined with a batik skirt along the ankles, black mixed with purple. Disha looks so graceful, with her bare hair and a small crown on her head.

Finished preparing, Disha sat on the bed by the MUA. Riyani then went into Disha's room. Riyani was so amazed to see her sister-in-law, who looked so beautiful and charming.

"Dec, Masya Allah ... You are so beautiful!" riyani said, while landing her ass, next to Disha.

Disha smiled awkwardly. "Ah, Mba Riyani could have. It's thanks to make up, Mba."

"You, not in make up, are beautiful. It's this, in make up, getting prettier. Pantesan the enchanted Aslan, uhuy ...!" goda Riyani, poking Disha's chin.

Disha's cheeks blushed, enduring embarrassment. Then he turned his face to the side. However, before his face turned, Riyani had already commemorated Disha. "Don't be shy, Deck! You are so beautiful tonight. Yuk, we're taking pictures!"

Riyani opened her cell phone camera. Then he pointed the front camera. Disha and Riyani smiled sweetly, then ... Click! One photo was taken and saved. Afterwards, Riyani left the room, to help her mother-in-law prepare for the event.

Living room, already in magic so beautiful. With instagr*mable decoration. There's DiAs Engagement writing, on the decoration board. DiAs, short for Disha-Aslan. Classical music, echoing in the room. Not many guests were invited.

Just a few of Bima and Aslan's business partners. The rest were relatives of Maryam and Aslan's family. When the two lovebirds have paired each other's rings, the two are then taken to the room that has been decorated earlier, to capture the moment of engagement. First, the two took pictures with the Aslan family. Second, the Disha family. Then, Disha and Aslan were directed to pose a little affectionate. However, Aslan had more respect for Disha, as he was aware. That this engagement, is not Disha's pure desire.

There are only a few photos that show both. The last photo taken greatly amazed the photographer. Where Disha and Aslan, accidentally stare at each other. Aslan tidied up Disha's skirt, which had caught the decoration. Then, Disha forbade Aslan who had already kneeled one leg. Aslan looked at Disha. And that moment, immediately immortalized by the photographer.

***

The news of Disha and Aslan's engagement, so quickly spread in the office. In fact, there were some of Disha's co-workers, who looked cynical to her. However, Aslan convinces Disha, that everything will be fine.

Today, Aslan took Disha, to her study. Aslan wanted to discuss the contract marriage, which he offered yesterday. "How's Disha? Have you thought about my offer, about the contract marriage?"

As Disha was about to reply, Aslan said, "Disha, try now to call me Aslan."

Disha's face was nervous. "M-ma-where can, sir. I-I'm, uh, I am, younger than Mr. Aslan."

"Oh my goodness, Disha. You are unique. When I want us to speak without formalities, you speak very formally. Geez, hahaha ...!" Aslan shook his head, feeling funny, seeing Disha misbehaving.

"Then. Me ... Meaning, i. I'll just call Mas Aslan, as usual."

"Alright then, Disha. I'd rather too, you call me Mas Aslan. That sounds so soft. Thank you," said Aslan, looking inside, the woman.

"Actually, I'm not ready to get married. What's more, I still have the trauma I've had, from my relationship with Iyan."

Aslan was bearded, and listened to Disha, carefully. He did not want to miss a single word, which Disha would say.

"I also still feel, can not trust men, other than Hamzah mas. Moreover, yesterday Mas Aslan had been visited by women from that city, right?" Disha looked down lethargic, remembering the betrayal Iyan and and Sisca had done.

"You jealous, Disha? Jealous of Elma, who could just come to this office?" asked Aslan, half-tempting. He wanted to know how Disha felt about him.

Disha shook his head quickly. "B-no, Mas ... It's not like that. I just feel unworthy to marry Mas Aslan. Even though it's just a contract marriage."

And Aslan said, "What if you think about this one more time?"

Disha thought for a moment. "Alright, Mas. I'll rethink the offer from you, and I'll report it later."

Aslan smiled with relief. "Thank you, Disha. Oh yes, you can apply for the terms of the contract marriage. Suppose you don't want me to do this or so, you can write that as a condition of her contract marriage. Okay?"

Disha nodded. "Ready, Mr Boss!" said Disha, while paying his respects.

Both then laughed. Until unconscious, many employees outside the room were trying to eavesdrop on Aslan and Disha talks. It invited one of Aslan's body guards who happened to come to the office.

"All of you!" shouted the body guard, while walking closer to the group of employees who were eavesdropping. "You guys want to eat blind paychecks, huh?! It's rude of you to eavesdrop on the owner of this company!"

All the employees who were gathered, immediately lowered their heads in shame. Some of them whispered blame to each other. Until the owner of the company, get out of his room.

"What's this about? Why are you gathered in front of my room?"