The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 044

Aslan : Disha, why is my message only read? Geez, I can't see you until next week, unanswered message. Complete is my pain.

"Oiy! The same person if sending a message yes dong reply! Masa' is only read doang," Riyani said, teasing Disha.

Disha hid his phone. "Ish, this Mba Riyani! I'm going to go to the room first."

"Ciyeee ... I'd like to call my husband. Ciyee ...!"

Disha patted his eel and chuckled. "Bumilda this one is a little different, huh? Hadeuh."

Riyani laughed at Disha. Then, Disha came out of her sister-in-law's room. Arriving at the room, Disha immediately replied to Aslan's message.

Disha : Sir, said my Mother, we must not communicate either. Just wait until next week.

***

05 January, 2020

"AH!" say witnesses of marriage followed by prayers. Yes, Disha and Aslan are officially married. A happy hue emanated from the faces of Aslan and Disha. Although Disha's heart was in fact, he was still not ready for the marriage that had bound him.

Hundreds of invited guests were present, making the atmosphere of the event even more festive. Aslan invited famous singers in Indonesia. Once in a while, Aslan invites Disha to sing along.

In the middle of the event, someone asked Aslan to invite Disha to dance. With a little awkwardness, Aslan did as well. While Disha, he did not refuse at all Aslan's invitation. She did not want to humiliate the man who was already her husband.

"I'm sorry, my friends, Disha. They are indeed sometimes too ignorant" Aslan said on the sidelines of the dance.

Disha smiled sweetly. "It's okay, sir. Uh, Mas Aslan."

Aslan slightly lowered his head and smiled at Disha's behavior. "You're so sweet, my wife."

Suddenly, Disha's face was embarrassed. While Aslan, just keep trying to tease the woman who has officially become Lady Aslan.

The wedding ceremony held in the five-star hotel building was getting lively, while the two brides re-entered in different suits. Disha looks so graceful in a lavender dress. Her face was thinly polished yet looked very beautiful.

Many people are amazed and fascinated by the beauty of Disha. It makes Disha a little groggy. Fortunately, Aslan was able to help him relax a little. Some of Disha's schoolmates were also seen coming to attend the event.

While the families of the two brides, all look happy except Rita. Rita is forced to put on a happy smile for the sake of her beloved son.

The event runs until midnight. Now, Aslan and Disha were already in the hotel room. The room has been decorated in such a way, according to the request of both parents of the bride and groom. Initially, while the event was in progress, the rooms were still in an unadorned state. However, after the event was over and the two brides entered the room, the atmosphere had already changed.

The lamp is slightly made dark, illuminated with a scent candle. Many flowers are scattered, there are towels made into the shape of a goose. In fact, the bathroom did not escape the decoration.

"Disha, don't think too much about this room decoration!" aslan.

Both look awkward, even though they officially hold the status of husband and wife.

"I-iya, Mom. I'm gonna change for a minute."

Aslan nodded, then sat down on the edge of the bed. "Actually, this is the thing I've been waiting for the most. But ... Patience Aslan, patience," murmured Aslan softly.

It had already been half an hour, but Disha still did not come out of the bathroom. That made Aslan worried. Without waiting any longer, Aslan followed Disha to the bathroom. He slammed the door and exclaimed, "Disha, are you still inside? You're okay, aren't you?"

"Yes, Mas. A-a-ak ... Aww!"

"Disha's? Wh why? Open the door Disha!"

"Emc ... I-I had trouble opening this dress, Mas," said Disha, looking back at the dress.

Aslan without being asked for help by Disha, quickly immediately lowered her dress zipper slightly. "Already, Disha. Please continue inside." Aslan instantly turned around after lowering the zipper.

"Thank you, Mas," said Disha who was answered with a nod by Aslan.

Disha went back into the bathroom and continued her activities. A few minutes later, he saw Aslan who had fallen asleep on the sofa of the hotel room. Disha wanted to wake Aslan up and ask her to sleep in the bed alone. But he also felt sad.

When going to envelop Aslan, Disha was surprised because it turns out Aslan suddenly woke up. "M-Brazil ... Mom, don't you change your clothes?"

Aslan nodded, then got up and walked towards the bathroom. It didn't take long, Aslan had already changed clothes. He turned himself back on the sofa.

Disha who is still awake in a position to lay down on the mattress said, "Mas, sleeping here is okay. Our covenant is only unrelated, not one bed's sleep."

Aslan was surprised, but also excited. "B-be-nar is that so, Disha?"

"Of course, Mas."

Aslan immediately moved from the sofa to the bed. This time, he put a boundary in the middle between himself and Disha. He didn't want to make Disha feel uncomfortable with him. "Alright, Disha. This is a barrier so you're sure, I won't mess around. Hehe."

Disha chuckled and replied, "Ready, Mas. Already, sleep now. Tomorrow, we still have all day."

"Okay, Wife!"

Disha's cheeks flushed every time Aslan heard him call her 'my wife'. However, he always tried to be ordinary.

Before going to bed, the two talked about something. That is about the event that went smoothly, it was not completely smooth. Aslan said, there was a little obstacle from Elma. But, thanks to Toni and the rest of the men, everything can be safe again.

"That elma seems to love you very much, Mas."

"Love my treasure more precisely. Because from the very beginning, I already knew his intention of approaching me just for treasures. He's one of the sons of a wealthy businessman and his father doesn't want Elma to marry a common man.

Same with Elma. She is obsessed with becoming a socialite mistress who is always bathed in branded goods worth tens or hundreds of millions. In fact, it could be more than hundreds of millions" Aslan said.

"Mas Aslan, know where?" Disha became curious and sat leaning on the head of the bed like Aslan.

"You forgot, Disha? I've got Mr. Toni and the other guys, who I can ask for his help to find out about Elma."

"Geez, I forgot that. Hehehe," Disha patted his eel. "Then, where is Elma now, Mas?"

"It's safe, Disha. He's gone home."

"Good then, Mom. By the way, we're sleeping now yuk! It's getting late at night, you must be tired too, aren't you, Mas?"

"A little bit, more happiness. Yes, let's go to sleep! Good night, My wife ...," Aslan said with a deathbed look.

"Good night, Mas Aslan," replied Disha timidly.

Both are ready to sleep. Then, there was a very loud rumbling sound and made Disha immediately hug Aslan. For a moment, the gazes of the two met and dived into each other. Aslan rubbed Disha's cheek and smiled. Same with Disha. Slowly, Aslan stroked Disha's face. Starting from the forehead, going down to the nose and stopping at the lips.

Aslan rubbed Disha's lips gently. He brought his lips closer to Disha's face. Then, cup!