
Disha looked at the face of Mother and her two brothers with a confused look. He then rubbed and framed the face of the mother. "Mom, did Mom, Mas Hamzah, and Mba Riyani cry? Why are your eyes soaked?"
Maryam held Disha's hand and lowered it slowly. "No, Honey. We are moved to see the harmony of your household. Isn't that right, Hamzah, Riyani?"
Hamzah and Riyani nodded while smiling. Riyani hugged Disha.
"The earth is getting more beautiful!"
"Mba Riyani could have. You slept, Mba?"
"Yes, sleeping in his Father's arms. Hehe."
Everyone started ordering sweet and salty martabak. Disha and Aslan spend time with Maryam, Hamzah and Riyani. They were put to sleep in the house, because outside the weather was getting cold.
"Disha, we're going home first, okay?" Maryam kissed Disha's cheeks. "Take care of yourself, and don't forget to always be patient with Mom!"
"Nrug ... Ready, Mommy!"
Maryam then stroked Disha's stomach. "Thank you too, son of Aslan," said Maryam as she rubbed Aslan's arm.
Aslan embraced her Mother-in-law and replied, "No, Mother. No need to thank me." Aslan hugged Maryam tightly.
Maryam returned Aslan's embrace. "Please take care of Disha, son of Aslan."
"Yes, Mom."
***
The next day, there was a middle-aged couple coming to Aslan's house. The middle-aged couple forced to meet the owner of the house.
"Sir, Mom, I'm sorry. If Father and Mother have not yet made an appointment with Mr. Aslan, we cannot bring you together with our master."
Not long after, a car entered the courtyard of Aslan's house. Bima and Rita came to Aslan's house early in the morning.
"What's this?" bima asked after arriving in front of the bodyguard and the middle-aged pair.
One of the bodyguards approached Bima. "They forced to meet the young master."
Bima then turned to look at the middle-aged pair. "Lho, Mr Indra? Mira's mother?"
The middle-aged couple were Indra and Mira, the parents of Yoga, as well as Elma.
"Sir Bima, I want to meet Aslan. Please let me meet him." Indra pleaded with her hands folded and slightly bowed.
Bima immediately held onto both shoulders of Indra and made her stand up straight again. "Don't do that, Mr. Indra. Come on, let's go in and talk inside."
Arriving in the living room, Toni greeted Bima and Rita. "Lord Bima, are you going to meet young master Aslan?"
Bima approached Toni. "Yes, Mr. Toni. Where is aslan?"
"I will tell the young master first" Toni said with her head lowered.
Bima then invited Indra and Mira to sit down. Not long after, Aslan and Disha arrived in the living room.
"Good morning, Om Indra, Aunt Mira," Aslan said as she greeted the pair.
The facial expressions of Inda and Mira look shocked and confused when they see Disha. Aslan understood the confusion of the two Elma parents.
"This is my wife, Disha Maharani." Aslan looked at Disha. "Disha, they're both Elma's parents."
"Oh, yes, my mother." Disha immediately greeted and greeted both Elma's parents. Not to forget, he also showed hospitality to his guests.
"Help is beautiful and polite. Congratulations to Pak Bima, already got two daughters-in-law," said Indra, who ended with a thin smile.
"His name is mate, Mr. Indra. The soul mate is unique. My son Aslan, including the instalment boy and," Bima brought his head closer to Indra's ears saying, "like his cold ten-door refrigerator. Haha."
Everyone laughed, except for Rita. Rita just snorted resignedly to hear a joke from her husband.
"Oh yeah, Om, Auntie, what's up with Aslan?"
Indra and Mira looked at each other for a moment. "My wife and I want to thank you, son. Thanks to you, we are free from Yoga and Elma, respectively" Indra said.
Bima and Rita are shocked to hear Indra's confession. "Sir Indra, what does that mean? You're being held captive by your own children, are you?"
"Yes, Mr. Bima. Because we are not demanding the rejection of our arranged marriage, he is getting angry and every day increasing his unnatural behavior" Mira replied.
This time, Rita became curious about Elma. The girl who once wanted Rita to match up with Aslan. "What is his unnatural behavior, Mr Indra?"
Indra then looked at his wife. And Mira nodded slowly.
"Elma, often tries to hurt herself and ...."
"And what, Mr Indra? Just say!" insist Bima.
"And, Elma tried to abort your daughter-in-law's womb."
"What?!" Bima and Rita were screaming at the same time