The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 036

When Elma's hand was about to touch Disha's hair, Aslan first brushed off Elma's hand. "Why did you come here again, Elma?"

Disha pulled behind Aslan's body. Aslan did not want to, Disha was hurt by Elma's actions.

"We talked about this before I finally decided to get engaged to Disha. You forgot, Elma? In fact, both of my parents had no problem with the woman of my choice" Aslan said.

Elma was still with a hunting breath, while rubbing her hand that felt a little sore. His eyes stared intently at Aslan and Disha. "You two are outrageous! I'm willing to give it all up to you, Aslan. But, why? Why did he choose you, huh?"

Disha rounded his eyes, shocked and in disbelief at what he had just heard. Aslan realized Disha's doubts to him. Aslan stared at Elma.

"You don't spread slander, Elma! I never went with you except for dinner, where I invited you to meet to discuss the annulment of our arranged marriage. In fact, you've agreed to it. So why did you change your mind now?" hardik Aslan who was fed up with Elma's attitude.

Elma who had put on a defiant look, slowly lowered her gaze. He was confused as to what to answer. Because actually, he felt that Aslan would fall in love with him as he complied with Aslan's request to cancel the match. But it turns out it was wrong.

Elma was still silent a thousand languages, even staring at Aslan, not at all. She wants to be Aslan's mistress, because Aslan's treasure will not run out quickly. Elma looked back at Aslan.

"Aslan, you know? This woman just wants to go after your wealth!" elma tuding.

Aslan smiled cynically. "You are the one who only wants to seek my treasure, Elma. Don't you think I don't know everything. I already know everything you're doing, but I don't want to raise her.

Enough of your parents alone, who could finally accept my decision to cancel the match. But, if you really want everyone to know, I can spread the evidence that I have. How's it?" Aslan was getting impatient to stay away from Elma forever.

Disha saw Aslan so emotionally, trying to hold and gently rub Aslan's arm. Aslan turned to Disha. Instantly, his emotions diminished, while staring at Disha's shady eyes.

As if to know, that Disha was frightened by Aslan's anger, he finally decided to immediately take Disha away. Not caring about Elma who still wants to vent all the irritation.

Elma was about to pull Aslan's hand. However, Disha gripped tightly onto Elma's wrist. Disha gives Elma a warning to no longer pursue Aslan, who is already his fiancee. Disha's eyes are frightening to Elma, as they imply anger and outrage.

Eventually, Disha and Aslan can get into the car without being chased by Elma again. Then, Aslan immediately drove his car across the street this afternoon to drive Disha home.

As for Elma, she still raved indistinctly out of annoyance. He was upset because the way to get Aslan to choose him again, did not work. Instead, it made Disha even more confident with Aslan.

"Fuck you, Disha! Just look at my revenge!" elma said softly, with a smirk smile. Then, he walked away from Aslan's office and immediately went home.

On the way to take Disha ....

"Disha, what are you thinking now, after the jokester just now?" ask Aslan curiously. He stared at Disha.

Disha who was still looking straight ahead, replied, "I don't think anything, Master."

"Is that true, Disha?"

"Of course, sir. Can we pull over for a minute? There's something I want to say" Disha asked as she looked at Aslan.

Aslan pulled the car over immediately. "What's wrong? Is this about the offer I gave you?" Aslan tried to guess Disha's intention.

Disha nodded. "You're right, sir. I wanted to say something about Master's offer yesterday."

"Okay, let's talk about this somewhere else. I'll take you to the nearest teahouse" said Aslan, who was immediately taken in by Disha. Aslan smiled and returned to drive the car with his heart condition that was not good.

Yes, Aslan was guessing what answer Disha would give. Whether to accept, or reject the contract marriage offer.

***

Arriving at the teahouse, Aslan immediately ordered a complete po*ci tea and a little snack. Then, Aslan invited Disha to sit at a table by the window, which was not too many people. After the two sat facing each other, Disha immediately expressed what she wanted to convey to Aslan.

Aslan became increasingly curious and impatient. "Well what, Disha?"

"If I'm —"

"Excuse me! Here's your order, Sir. One packet of po*ci tea and two servings of French fries. Please ...!" said a waiter who cut Disha's sentence.

"Thank you, Mum!" answer Aslan and Disha, simultaneously.

"If I'm what, Disha? Just say it straight away, it's okay," said Aslan who was impatient, wanting to hear Disha's reply immediately.

Disha looked at Aslan, after taking a deep breath and steadying her heart. His hands no longer rubbed each other. "I accept an offer from you, sir. But, I want to apply for the conditions for that."

Aslan's eyes sparkled happily. "Is this really what I hear? You accepted my offer to marry a contract, Disha?"

Disha nodded steadily. "On condition, sir."

"Say the terms, Disha!"

Again, Disha took a deep breath. "The condition is; we will not be interconnected like a husband and wife, even though we will sleep one bed."

Silent. Aslan was still dumbfounded by the terms Disha proposed. But, he also could not force Disha to change his terms. After being silent for a long time, Disha asked again.

"How, Master? Do you agree to the terms?"

Aslan, who was confused, asked for a moment to pour and sip the tea that had been ordered. He poured the tea into two cups that were already made of small plates.

"Drink first, Disha. After one cup is finished, I will answer it," Aslan said as he served tea earlier, to Disha.

Disha only nodded as he received the tea Aslan had given him. A short while later, Aslan reopened the chat.

"Disha, I've been thinking about your terms. I agree to your terms. But ...." Aslan hung up his words.

"But what, sir?"

"What if one day, we have each other's feelings of love and affection?"

The deg!

The question just now, like a trap for Disha. But, as much as possible, Disha is just plain acting. "If that happens, let's just look ahead, sir!"

"Is that so? Okay, Disha. Please print the terms you submitted earlier, along with the time of our contract marriage. I asked for two years for the contract marriage. How's it?"

"All right, sir." Disha answered steadily. He was confident that he could repay Aslan for all his services, as long as he was a wife in the contract for young Lord Aslan.

"Write the title in the agreement, Lady Prisoner Mr. CEO!" aslan's decree, which Disha directly subscribes to.

After finishing with tea and snacking, Aslan and Disha resumed their journey. Aslan's heart was so flowery, after Disha accepted her offer. Aslan is a slightly indifferent type, but since liking Disha, he became a very considerate man. Although his attention is only focused on Disha and his family. And to both his parents and brother.

After delivering Disha, Aslan went straight home. On the way home, his phone kept ringing. It made Aslan glance at his phone.

"Ck! Less work!"