The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 067

"Hehehe. I-this, Mas. I'm gonna ask you about this." Disha showed Aslan his phone.

Aslan's eyes were squeaking. "Here, when did you get this message, honey?"

"So anyway, I went to Mom's house. How weird, huh, Mom? I called that number, but it's not connected."

Aslan scrunched his forehead. "Can't be called? Send a reply to a message, have you?"

"Already, Mas. Same thing, not sent."

"Hm ... Then, let's investigate this number tomorrow. Send me the picture, Disha."

Disha nodded quickly. After sending the results of the capture to the husband, Disha also broke down his body because Aslan was about to massage him.

"Mas must be tired too, right? Let me flirt with you too, Mas."

Aslan shook his head. "No need, Disha. I'm not too tired. You must be very tired."

"Yes, Mas. You are tired too."

Aslan then brought her face closer to Disha's cheek. Aslan kissed Disha's cheek gently. "This is my tired medicine. Still want to be massaged?"

Disha's face shone in embarrassment while shaking her head. "Already, Mas. I've been feeling better. Now, let's go to sleep!" Disha pushed Aslan's body slowly until Aslan fell into the bed.

Disha rests her head on the chest of the husband's field. "This heartbeat sound, it's my favorite sound and it's our baby, too."

Aslan smiled. Her hand caressed Disha's hair. "That's how it is, dear. Thank you for accepting my feelings."

After it was done spoiling, Aslan turned off the lights and turned on the sleeping lights. Aslan pulled the blanket over to cover her stomach and Disha. The two slept comfortably, holding hands.

***

A month before Disha's expected birthday, Aslan visits Maryam's house with Disha. Once there, Maryam, Disha, and Aslan were waiting for Hamzah, Riyani, and Kemala.

"Sir, why hasn't your Mas arrived yet?"

Disha embraces the Mother and rubs her arms. "Don't worry, Mom. They might be resting on the street."

Aslan came closer to Maryam and held the mother-in-law's hand. "That's what Disha said, Mom. Yes, it is, Mom. Don't worry too much."

Maryam smiled forced smiles. Because actually, Maryam was feeling an unsettled heart before seeing the arrival of Hamzah with her daughter-in-law and granddaughter.

The house phone rings. Mary ran to lift him up.

Brak!

The house phone fell from Maryam's grip. Maryam slid to the floor with a blank look. His face looked confused and paled.

"Mother!" pekik Disha and Aslan together.

Disha walked slowly towards the mother. While Aslan had already embraced and helped Maryam get back on her feet.

Maryam immediately cried hysterically as she buried her face into Aslan's chest. Disha was shocked by what Maryam was doing.

"Mom, what's the matter? Who's calling, Mom?"

Aslan calmed Maryam. "Yes, Mom. Who called just now?"

Maryam was silent. His cries became more and more.

Disha walked to the kitchen to get a glass of water. "Mas, sit Mom down. Let me drink before I tell you."

Aslan instantly did what Disha said. Maryam drank the glass of water a little, with trembling hands.

The glass that Maryam was holding, was taken by Aslan. "Try me to tell you slowly. Yea?"

Maryam looked at Disha and Aslan alternately. His eyes seemed to lose something precious.

"Hamzah, the car ...."

Aslan was still trying to calm Mary by continuing to rub Maryam's arms.

With a quivering voice Maryam replied, "Your mas car, was in an accident, Nduk."

"What?!" again, Disha and Aslan were shrieking at the same time.

Without waiting for a long time, the three of them went straight to the hospital that the caller was referring to. Arriving at the hospital, Aslan immediately asked where the patients named Hamzah, Riyani, and Kemala.

Not the answer, but the confusion Aslan received.

"How is it possible, Sus? We just got that news. How could they not be saved again?"

Maryam and Disha heard what Aslan said. Maryam fell unconscious, while Disha directly held her head.

Seeing Disha being weakened, Aslan immediately propped up the wife's body and took her to sit down. While Maryam immediately put to sleep on the gurney. A nurse helped wake Mary.

Disha continued to cry while calling out Hamzah's name. Aslan felt very stupid, for not giving care to Hamzah's small family.

"Disha, Beloved ... Calm yourself, dear. Pity our baby if you keep crying like this."

Disha looked at sayu Aslan. "Mas, mas Hamzah, mba Riyani, and Kemala. M-me-they ...," Disha cried again.

Maryam is still trying to be made aware of her stupor. Moments later, Toni came along with three other body guards.

Aslan left Disha for a while, to talk to his body guards. Disha nodded while confirming his sitting position.

"All of you," Aslan stared intently mixed with sadness at the four body guards in front of him. "Please, quickly investigate the accident that my wife's sister had. Please, quickly!" Aslan cupped both his hands.

It was stopped by Toni. "No, Sir! You can't be like this to us. We will definitely do as you command. Even if our lives are at stake."

"No! You guys need to stay safe. You are the great people I have. You guys have to survive, remember that!" Aslan spoke with emotion that was more inclined to sadness. Because it looks like his eyes are glazed when giving orders to the four body guards.

The four body guards nodded while bowing half their bodies. After the departure of the four body guards earlier, Aslan restored her hair with a frustrated face.

"Argh! Fuck shit shit! I should be able to look after Hamzah's little family. Argh!" Aslan kicked the hospital wall and punched him.

Disha who was curious because he heard Aslan's voice scream, immediately approached Aslan. His hand continued to sweep away the dripping tears.

"Mass?"

Aslan who had raised one leg to kick his leg back, stopped instantly.

"Mas, don't take excessive revenge. Remember, I'm carrying your child, our child."

Aslan lowered his head, digesting Disha's words. Then he lifted his head again. "Disha, you've even lost your brother and sister. Aren't you sad and want to avenge the culprit?"

Disha shed her tears again.

"I'm sad, Mas. But if I keep sad, who's going to calm you down, Mom?"

The deg!

Aslan choked, then looked sadly at Maryam. "You're right, Disha. Oh Allah ... Azaghfirullah." Aslan rubbed his face.

Disha held Aslan's shoulder and joked, "Mas, tell Pak Toni not to do that the fall can be a vigilante. Okay?"

"Alright, Disha. But, what about Mom?"

"Let Mom cry first. It's okay, Mas. This is a sudden departure. It's only natural that you can't take it."

Aslan stood hugging his wife. "You ... You are a very gentle woman, Disha."

Disha smiles in arms. "I learned from you, Mommy."

After finishing hugging, Disha's phone got one new message notification. Disha's eyes were perfectly rounded as he read the contents of the message.