The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 056

Entering the fourth month of pregnancy, Disha and Aslan held a four-month pregnancy. The event was simple and was attended by close relatives and some neighbors.

All who were present, except Bima, felt happy mixed unexpectedly because Disha managed to hide her pregnancy. Lasting for approximately two hours, everything was smooth without any obstacles.

Bima, who was standing after driving home guests and saw Rita busy with her cellphone, slowly walked over to the wife. "It's too busy, Ma."

"Yes, Pa. It just so happens that Mama wants to be with friends. It's normal, arisan and hanging out."

Bima. "Papa has a surprise for Mama."

Rita's choked. She put the phone in her bag and approached her husband. "What's that surprise, Pa?"

"No, that's. Mama's gonna go meet and hang out with friends." Bima then turned around and entered the house.

Rita who was still standing at the door, clucked in annoyance while folding her hands to the front of her chest. "Basic strange husband. Surprise should be a plan!" Rita left after her car was ready.

In Aslan's house, there are still Bima, Maryam, Hamzah and Riyani. All of them are currently talking in the living room. The weather is cloudy during the day, making the atmosphere like it is already afternoon.

"Then, me and my daughter-in-law, say goodbye to go home first, Mr. Bima. It hasn't rained."

"Oh yes, please Miss Maryam, Nak Hamzah, Riyani. Be careful on the road. Aslan!" Bima waved at Aslan who was closing the window. "Take your mother-in-law, son!"

Aslan immediately approached Bima and drove the wife's family. Afterwards, he returned home and saw Disha as exhausted.

"Are you tired, Disha? Tumben, you've fallen on the sofa in the living room. Where's papa?"

"A little tired, Mom. Papa said he wanted to make a drink. Papa's probably in the kitchen right now."

"Indeed since when did making drinks move to the backyard of the house?"

Aslan and Disha looked at each other, then laughed together. Bima, who just finished making a drink, was touched to see the child and daughter-in-law.

Aslan realizes that his father is watching over him and Disha. He then stood up and approached Bima. "Papa, why don't you ask Aslan to make it?"

Bima shook her head slowly. "This is a recipe from Papa's friend. Drinks of tired repellent."

"What's that drink, Pa? Who is this for?"

"Of course," Bima looked at Disha and again said, "to my daughter-in-law." Then, he walked back to give the drink to Disha.

Aslan was astonished by Bima's treatment. "Pa, who is Papa's son? Why pay more attention to Disha, than to the child himself?" Aslan then approached his father and wife. He helped Disha to sit down.

"Who is pregnant then? Not you, are you?" Bima put the cup to the table. "Drink this, Disha!"

Disha folded her lips inward, holding back her laughter. "Yes, Pa. Thank you very much, Papa."

Aslan saw that and teased Disha. "So you laughed, saw me being treated this way by Papa?"

Then they laughed together. Afterwards, Disha sipped a warm drink made by her father-in-law. "Papa, this is the drink I always drink when I'm tired."

"Oh yeah? What a coincidence, Papa can make it for you?"

"Well, where does this recipe come from?"

Aslan was getting nervous. He was afraid that his father would mention Adam by name.

"Father's friend, son. Finish that drink. Papa's going home now."

Aslan breathed a sigh of relief. Then he got up and said goodbye to Disha. "I'll take Papa home."

"Your wife is left alone?"

"Sir Toni!" Aslan looked back. "Sir Toni, Bi Yati, please take care of my wife. Mr. Bima's favorite son-in-law."

Toni nodded, even with Yati. Bima shook her head smiling and walked out after Disha kissed the reverence of the back of the Father-in-law's hand.

"What's up, Aslan? You want to say something?"

Aslan reflex braked suddenly, to make Bima surprised. "What's wrong? Papa just asked if you wanted to say anything? And you, ah, that's it."

"Papa, actually there's something I want to tell Papa. But, please calm yourself first."

Bima frowned. However, he also ignored Aslan's request. Bima took a deep breath and let out slowly. "Already, Son. Now, say!"

Aslan nodded. "Actually, the son of Papa's late friend, Mr. Adam, is now my wife."

The deg!

Bima was stuck with the position staring at Aslan. He froze, unable to make a sound.

Aslan then tries to resuscitate his father. "Papa's okay, right? Papa?"

Silent. Bima was still silent. Trying to digest Aslan's words. Stuck in her ear; the son of her late best friend, now the wife of Aslan.

"You're not lying, son? How do you know?" Bima shook Aslan's body full of emotion. Slowly, clear circles came out from both corners of his eyes.

Aslan took a deep breath, before telling a story. "Actually, it was when Papa and Mama had a fight ...."

"Hello, Mister. I have information about Mr. Adam. He lives in the village of xxx with his wife and two children. His son's a couple, aka boy and girl."

"Then? Are all of his kids still in school?"

"No, Mister. The one who is still in school is his daughter. She's Disha Maharani, 15 years old."

"Is there any other information?"

"While I'm investigating further, sir."

"alright. Thank you, Mr. Toni."

"Ready, sir!"

Aslan had already bagged some information about Adam's family. He was curious about the daughter that Toni meant. Until when Aslan wanted to ask for a photo of Disha on Toni, it turns out that the bodyguard had already sent him.

"Sir Toni is the best!" Aslan smiled, then opened the photo sent by Toni. "Beautiful! Real pretty. Her name is Disha Maharani, matching her pretty face."

Aslan sent a message to Toni.

Aslan: Mr. Toni, my special duty is; please watch over Disha! I want him to be okay!

Without waiting for long, Aslan also got a reply.

Tony: Ready, Sir!

"That's the story, Pa. Toni and I began to dig deeper into the family of Papa's late best friend. In fact, I had time to send them a free-access ATM card."

"Did they accept it?"

"Received, Pa. I don't know if I wear it. Aslan doesn't know."

Bima closed her eyes. There was a look of relief on his face. "Papa's relieved, son. It turns out that destiny is unique. You can marry Disha. In fact, Papa did not wrongly give Hamzah the authority to manage the subsidiaries once managed by you."

"Therefore, I did not refuse when asked by Papa to replace Papa in the office. Hehe."

"Huh ...! At least, now Papa's relieved. Does Disha know everything?"

The deg!

This time, the confused Aslan had to answer what. Aslan rubbed his nape. "S-se-width ...."