The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 054
Two months passed so quickly. Disha content enters the age of three months. Today, Disha got the news that her brother-in-law, Riyani, was struggling to give birth to the baby.
Disha: Mas, I want to go to the hospital jenguk mba Riyani may? I was ushered in by Toni.
Disha, who was sitting leaning on the head of the bed, waited for a reply to a message from her husband while reading a book about pregnancy. Then, a message reply appeared.
Aslan: Yes, my dear. I'll catch up later. Be careful on the road!
Disha smiled with a finger typing a reply message.
Disha: All right, Mum. I'm waiting ya!
Disha gets up, gets out of the room and tells Toni to drive her to the hospital where Riyani gave birth. It takes about half an hour to get to the destination.
Disha went straight to the inpatient room with Toni walking behind Disha. Disha brings a small parcel for her sister-in-law, while Toni brings a present for her new niece.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Mba." Disha sat down near Riyani. He grabbed Riyani's hand and kissed the back of her brother-in-law's hand.
"Where is Mas Hamzah, Mba?"
"For nengokin the new hero." Riyani smiles. "Sir Toni, please sit down!"
Toni nodded with a smile. "Here I put near the couch, huh, Mba?"
Riyani nodded to Toni. "Thank you, Mr. Toni."
Mr. Toni just gave a nod while slightly bowing.
"Oh yes, Mba. If it's from me, it's special for Mba Riyani. Hope it's useful, huh?"
Riyani who is still in a half-sitting position was clucking. "You're the one who bothered anyway, Dek. You just came here, Mba already like you!"
"Eits, the windfall cannot be denied. Isn't that right, Mr Toni?" Disha looked at Toni.
"That bill, Mba Riyani. Hehe."
Riyani then looked at Disha with narrowed eyes, then chuckled. "Indeed, my sister's this one. Thank you, Tante is a hotshot."
"Together."
Shortly thereafter, Hamzah appeared and welcomed Disha. Then the brothers exchanged stories. As for Toni, she fell asleep because she was too tired during overtime work yesterday.
***
Elsewhere, Aslan was actually figuring out about something. He remembered his father and called him.
"Hello, Papa."
Mr. Bima from across the phone immediately replied, "Hello, son. What's up?"
"Come, Pa ... I, I need a minute with Papa."
"Is there a need with Papa?" Pak Bima frowned. "Well, where do you want to meet?"
"Haha. Alright, Son. Papa wait!"
"Ready, Commander!" Aslan said while paying his respects. Then, he disconnected the call and immediately headed for his father's house.
Aslan, who was walking towards his car, suddenly remembered something. "Oh, my goodness! My wife was in the hospital visiting my sister-in-law. Well, why did I forget? Huh!"
Aslan sped up to the car and sent a message to his father.
Aslan : Papa, today we did not meet. Tomorrow morning while Papa is jogging, I'll come with Papa.
Aslan then runs his car, splitting the road to the hospital. Inside his head at this moment, a curiosity about something he wanted to finish immediately. However, he also could not break the promise to his wife.
***
The next morning, Aslan had gone to see his father in the morning. He said goodbye to Disha. Aslan is currently in GOR near Bima's house. He ran a little parallel to himself next to his father.
"Hey, Papa. It seems like a lot of spirit this morning."
"You're a little late, son." Bima did not look at Aslan for a moment. He focused on looking ahead.
"Ah, yes. That's because I helped Disha to prepare breakfast. She's still nauseous you —" Aslan stopped her speech. He covered his mouth with one hand.
Aslan and Bima stopped running at the same time.
"Disha's nauseous? Disha pregnant?"
Aslan cursed his stupidity because of the looseness of speech. 'Ouch, chaos! Surely after this, the door of the room will be locked for me.' Aslan was closed while shaking his head.
Bima patted Aslan's shoulder. "Hey, Son! Disha's pregnant?"
Aslan then raised his face that had been bowed. "Y-yes, Pa. Disha, Papa's son-in-law, this is." Aslan made a circle in front of his stomach.
"And you just told Papa?"
"Eh, look, Pa. Not that I don't want to tell Papa. But, Disha does want to tell other families when they have entered the age of four months of pregnancy. I see, Papa."
Bima. "So, Disha's family doesn't know at all?"
Aslan nodded quickly. "Of course no one knows yet, other than Papa."
"Alright, Papa will be quiet after this too." Bima looked back ahead. So too with Aslan.
"So, what's going on with Papa?" Again, the question that made Aslan have to think how to convey everything to his father.
"Actually, Pa. I want to ask you about Papa's close friend named —"
"Adam?" Bima cut off Aslan's words, because he already knew what Aslan wanted to talk about with him.
"How could Papa know right away? I haven't even mentioned his name."