The Prisoner Woman Mr. CEO
Part - 070

Just a few steps Aslan walked, Aslan turned around. "Sir Toni, when was that day, has there been any progress?"

Toni smiles. "I've been asked, sir will definitely ask."

***

Disha's gestational age is approaching the estimated day of birth. However, it does not make Disha stop to always send lunch to the workplace of the husband. Like this afternoon, Disha and Toni were on their way to Aslan's office.

Toni looked out of the glass, Disha is very excited today.

"Mrs looks so happy today."

Disha smile. "Of course, Mr. Toni. If I'm sad, pity my baby dong. Hehe."

Toni chuckles.

"Mrs right. May the content of the Madam is always healthy and facilitated until giving birth later."

"Amin" said Disha and Toni.

Arriving at the office, Disha immediately headed for Aslan's room. As he was about to knock on the door, a woman walked out of Aslan's room.

Disha was a little surprised. Then, the woman greeted Disha kindly.

"Good day, Mom."

Disha just nodded with a smile. Afterwards, Disha went straight in without knocking on the door.

Aslan who was sitting reading the file immediately turned to the door.

"Darling, have you arrived?"

Aslan stood up and approached Disha. Aslan kissed Disha's cheek.

"Why pout so much on his face? Did I forget something before I left for the office?"

Disha shook her head with an annoyed face.

"Then, why?"

"Who is this woman who just came out of this room?"

Aslan understood the direction of Disha's question. Aslan then embraced Disha.

"That was a new employee, honey. If you don't believe me, maybe we'll or you'll check yourself into his study."

Disha was silent, still with her pouting face.

"Geez, this one bumil makes you feel anxious!"

Aslan pinched both of Disha's cheeks slowly.

"Let's go out and buy some more baby gear, shall we? We buy what doesn't exist. How's it?"

Aslan raised both eyebrows. Teasing Disha who was still upset.

Slowly, Disha's face changed. There was a faint smile that Disha had carved on her lips.

"Just make a baby?" Disha put on pleading look.

Aslan chuckled and hugged the wife. "Of course for you too, dear."

Disha then prepares lunch, assisted by Aslan. After lunch, Aslan went with his wife to keep his promise.

"Sir Toni, please take us to the baby shop."

"Again, Sir?"

Aslan approached Toni and whispered, "Mrs Bumil is upset, sir. So, here's what I can do to persuade her."

Aslan and Toni nodded at each other. Then, Toni immediately drove the car after the two employers entered.

***

At the Maryam residence, something was going on. Riyani gets a threat from a mysterious person through a message from an unknown number.

Mary shut all the doors and windows of her house. Then, he brought Riyani and Kumala to stay in the room.

The two body guards that Aslan had assigned to guard Maryam's house were informed of the threat message and they were both watching the entire house. Once it felt safe, the two body guards returned to the courtyard of the house.

Riyani gasped as her phone got a new message. Quickly, Riyani read it.

xxxx: Are you scared? Haha. That's a threat, I haven't done it yet!

"Mom, read this." Riyani gave her phone to Maryam.

Maryam looked after reading it.

"Sir, are our minds the same?"

"Hamza?" maryam and Riyani said at the same time.

Maryam told Riyani to call Hamzah immediately. Riyani immediately did what Maryam said.

Twice connected, twice unanswered. It made Riyani even more panicked and worried. Riyani decides to go to where Hamzah works.

"Mother come, Nduk!"

"But, Bu —"

Riyani took a deep breath. "alright. Go, Mom!"

Riyani then asked both body guards to escort him. Along the way, Riyani and Maryam were equally unsettled.

The two bodyguards realized there was concern in the faces of the two women sitting in the passenger seat. However, they both did not dare to ask for fear of making Riyani and Maryam angry.

Arriving at the office where Hamzah worked, Riyani who carried Kemala immediately ran towards Hamzah's room. Maryam followed behind Riyani by walking slowly.

Riyani immediately opened the door to Hamzah's office without knocking and giving an excuse. That made Hamzah, who was talking to a woman, feel bad.

"Sorry, Mom. But, I've made it clear that I can't accept your offer. Thank you." Thank you."

Hamzah then stood up and approached Riyani who was still standing in the doorway. Riyani's face was messy, adorned with all sorts of expressions. Between relief, joy, sadness and fear still mixed into one.

The woman who talked to Hamzah earlier, finally came out of Hamzah's room without saying goodbye. The woman had crossed paths with Maryam. Viewed from top to bottom of Maryam's appearance.

Maryam asked, "Is there a problem?"

The woman shook her head quickly, then walked back. While Maryam who had entered the workspace Hamzah, found her son was calming Riyani. Kemala is already in Hamzah's arms.

"What is it you are? How come all of a sudden with a face of worry and panic like this?"

Riyani covered her face with both hands. He cried sobbing.

"Mom, please explain what's the problem? Did I make a mistake?"

Maryam then approached Hamzah. "There's nothing. It's just ...."

***

Disha and Aslan had already returned home. While working in the office, Aslan asked the secretary who handled him.

"Mass? What is the current secretary?"

"How's what?"

"No beauty?"

Aslan. 'I must answer what this is, O God. Wrongfully answered, I could be told to sleep outside this room.'

Disha who was tidying up the groceries again asked, "Beautiful or not, Mas?"

As Aslan was about to reply, a bell rang. "Darling, I'll see who's coming?"

"Follow, Mum!"

Disha got up from his seat and embraced Aslan's hand. The two then looked into the living room and found a woman dressed as a babysitter.

Disha squinted her eyes. "You're the one who called that woman here, Mom?"

Aslan turned to Disha. "Of course not. Mas, I haven't even thought of calling a babysitter."

"Keep, how did he get here?"

Aslan and Disha were still standing on the stairs, before descending to meet his guest.

"I'm the only one who's met him."

"Yes already, darling. Wait in the room, will you?"

"Okay, Mas."

Disha looked at the back of the husband. Afterwards, he approached the guest.

"Good afternoon."

The woman stood up and smiled. "Good afternoon, Miss Disha. I'm Vika."

The hands of both of them shake each other. Then, Disha asks Vika to sit back down.

"So, what do you need here?"

Vika takes out a small piece of paper and gives it to Disha. Disha accepted and read it.

"Where did you get this?"

"From Mr. Hamzah, ma'am."

"Oh, so you're what my sister meant?"

Vika nodded.

"But sorry, I can't accept you working here yet."

Vika was a little disappointed. It was visible from the look on his face.

"Sir Aslan hasn't been able to accept me working here, Mum?"

That question made Disha growled.

"What do you mean ask my husband's opinion?"

Vika. "S-I just asked, Mom."

"Just asking just asking. That's not polite! I'm the one who met you, not my husband!"

Aslan who heard the commotion, went straight down to the living room.