The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 043

Aslan told me about the room that her Mama questioned. Of course by making up, because he has not been able to tell the truth to his parents. Fortunately, Rita believes Aslan's story.

"Yes, you take good care of that stuff! Mama's going to the room first. Surely your Papa is still sleeping, but it is already early this afternoon," upset Rita while rising from her seat and walking towards the room.

Aslan breathed a sigh of relief. Finally he was free from questions that made him have to think hard when answering it. Then he went to the room.

"Pa, wake! It's late in the afternoon, still sleeping!" Rita shook Bima's body over and over again.

Bima looked up and opened her eyes slowly. He saw the wife who was putting on a sullen face because when she came home was not welcomed. "Geez, what's wrong with this mom? Papa will only rest all day in time off work. What harm?"

Bima then sat down and looked at Rita with a mischievous smile. Rita snorted in annoyance and folded her hands to the front of her chest. "Mama just ask for company, Papa nolak. Mama's turn home, Papa doesn't welcome Mama, ish!" annoyed Rita who then turned her face away.

Bima shook her head in surprise, then brought her face closer and placed her chin onto Rita's shoulder. "Where did Mama go? And what time did Mama come home? Hoam ...!"

Rita turned around and hit her husband's arm. "wwws! Slovenly papa!" Then he went and went down to the kitchen.

Bima laughed because he managed to prank his wife. Then he got up and went to the bathroom to wash his face. After that, Bima followed Rita who had already descended to the bottom floor.

While passing through Aslan's room, Bima heard a whistle. Curious, he knocked on Aslan's bedroom door.

"Eh, Papa. What's up, Pa?"

"Papa heard you whistle. You're happy today, son?"

Aslan's face flushed. "Oh, Papa knows. Hehe."

"Today's gone with Disha?"

Aslan takes his Papa in and tells him about the day he went through with Disha. Bima was happy to see Aslan happy.

"That means, next week you're married. Thank goodness all the preparations are done."

"Oh yeah, Pa. If for example tomorrow I pick up and take Disha home from work, right?" Aslan put on a face.

Bima took a breath, then took it out slowly. "Of course, no way! If you meet at the office because of work, no problem. But don't let you two go. In fact, you should've comforted Disha, son."

"But, Pa ... I can be stricken with a severe longing if I do not meet the idol," said Aslan still trying to bargain.

"Once no, still no. Tell you what, Papa's gonna call Disha. Tomorrow, he can no longer go to the office. In exchange, you can ask Toni for help!"

The face of Aslan who had been hopeful, now turned lethargic. "Yeah ... This papa is indeed not celibate. Eh."

"What's? What did you say?"

Aslan immediately ran out and went down to the bottom floor, after getting a slight snatch from Bima. He did not dare to look back, for fear of being chased by his own Papa.

Looking at the running Aslan, Bima remembered the little Aslan, who always wanted to be close to her Papa. "In a moment, you will be the leader of the household, Nak ...," said Bima with a moved look. Until it is not felt, clear circles drip from the corner of the eye and he immediately wiped it.

***

In the morning, Disha, who had been preparing to go to the office, changed her clothes again. He had been called by Bima and Aslan also agreed to Bima's proposal.

"Sir, you're home today, aren't you?" ask Maryam who has entered Disha's room. Then he sat down on the edge of the bed.

Disha held Maryam's hand and smiled. "No, Ma. Today, I'll be home. Mba Riyani is also at home, right, Mom?"

"Yes, Nduk. You accompany mba Riyani yes! Your mom and dad are going to the store."

"Alright, Mom. I will accompany Riyani in her room."

Maryam went to Disha. Disha escorted Maryam to the main door. Hamzah had put Riyani on Disha and Disha also supported him. After Maryam and Hamzah left, Disha went straight to her sister-in-law's room.

***

"Sir Toni, all the files Disha prepared have been taken?" asked Aslan while continuing to walk without looking at the employees who were in a group.

Toni who was walking beside Aslan replied, "Already, sir. Here are the files." Toni shows the file referred to by Aslan and is immediately accepted by his Master.

The meeting went well without any interruptions. Only, Aslan could not help but think about his future wife, Disha Maharani. Aslan misses Disha, who usually accompanies her whenever she meets. Repeatedly Aslan checked his phone, hoping for a message or missed call from Disha. But the result is nil.

Seeing Aslan's uneasiness, Toni approached her Master. "Master, today Miss Disha is not going anywhere. He's at home accompanying his sister-in-law who's pregnant young."

"Young pregnant? You mean Mr Toni, why is Riyani pregnant?"

Toni scratched her unscratchy head. "Yes tho, sir. Hamzah's pregnant."

"Haha ...!" Aslan and Toni laughed together. Then, the two took a short break before returning to work.

***

"Mba, I'm gonna make some juice first, okay? Mba Riyani wants what juice?" said Disha who was in Riyani's room.

Riyani thought for a moment. "What kind of fruit is the Deck, in the kitchen?"

"There are melons, mangoes, oranges, avocados and dragons. Mba, where are you going?"

"Well, come with you, Dek!"

Disha nodded in spirit and immediately went to the kitchen. Then, he looked for a blender, a knife and pulled the fruit out of the refrigerator. Cut the fruits with ease. This time, Disha was wanting to drink melon juice. Be, he made two glasses of melon juice.

Finished making the juice, Disha immediately took him to Riyani's room. Riyani who had exhausted and appeared fleck, making him have to rest completely until a certain gestational age.

"This is Mba, the juice. Special for bumilda," Disha said excitedly as she gave one glass of juice.

Riyani received the glass. "What's a bumilda, Dek?"

"Young pregnant mother. Hehe."

"Well, there's just. Haha."

The two sat on the bed and drank juice together. As Disha was about to gulp back, her phone rang. One message came in and he opened it.

Elma: Hey, cheap lady! It's so good that you can marry Aslan. I was the first one to be betrothed to him, but instead you were chosen and married to him!

Disha took a deep breath. His face looked a little irritated and did not care about the message. Riyani, curious, asked what happened to Disha. Then, Disha explained that just now, Elma sent him a message. Out of nowhere Elma knows whatsapp contact.

"Keep, you're going to talk about this with Aslan no?"

"Necessary, Mba. I can handle this myself," said Disha steadily.

Riyani nodded his head, then took another sip of juice that was still half a glass. "It's by the way, the juice's the best, Dek! Yahuwahuud! Akhc ... So fresh!"

"Well, thank God Mba Riyani likes the juice."

Disha's phone received another message. With a little laziness, Disha unlocked her phone screen.

Aslan: Hi, wife-to-be. What are you doing today?

Disha smiled shyly after reading the message from Aslan. And Riyani can already guess, who sent the message this time.