
Beeping..Beep... (one notification sound is heard).
[Where is my prince? He is mine, until ever shall remain mine.]
A message with a new number is left without replying after it opens. His eyes are now on the man who is enjoying time to relax without the pressure of any work but not with his soul that may be under pressure due to his blind and paralyzed condition.
"Can we talk seriously?" ask Asfa by sitting next to Abhi.
"Let's just say, I'm used to listening to your orders." Abhi replied seriously.
"Are you looking again, going back to the company? " ask Asfa whose eyes looked at the burly man beside her.
"As long as I'm still paralyzed I may not be going to the company, but I will work again soon after recovery" replied Abhi with a resigned face that looks very sad.
"Is there anything the company has to achieve, um like this year's target? " ask Asfa.
"You're right, in a few months, we'll have a meeting with a foreign delegate. I hope before that day comes my situation is as it was." replied Abhi.
"Here you go, calm your mind and rest." said Asfa by helping Abhi lie down.
"Where are you going?" abhi asked who felt his wife move down from the bed.
"Sleep, I want to see your father and mother for a while" Asfa answered enveloping Abhi.
"Well, hurry back" said Abhi.
"Hmm." replied Asfa leaving her husband's room.
Indeed, since last night made Abhi dependent on him, whatever it is the responsibility of Asfa. Even the bathing ritual must be done by Asfa without the help of others, well seeing the innocent body of her husband is no longer a taboo thing for her but does not mean she is perverted.
Walking using the stairs barefoot is his habit, the step without sound is his favorite since childhood. For her simple habit it could make her freely roam inside her residence, her goal this time was her own room.
After entering her password and retinal eye code, her bedroom door opened, a room with fragrant fresh fruits. The room is always neat and clean makes anyone feel at home to stay in the room, yet the door is closed already there that holds the door movement.
"Can we talk, son? " ask someone who immediately releases his hand at the door.
"This time I'm sorry, but don't repeat" Asfa said, looking at the figure behind the door.
"Mother prepare my favorite drink and one cup of black coffee, deliver to the room" said Asfa with one press earphones in her ear.
"Get in." orders Asfa with a cold face.
No matter how old it is that interferes with his current time, but in his eyes the actions of the person who is now standing in his room are already intolerable. With his presumptuous hands the man held back his room door, could not knock on the door rather than act like he did not know manners.
Tok..
Proo..
Two claps of hands made her room door open again and the butler in tomboyish clothes entered the room after getting a cue from her queen, placed her one tray on the glass table. Even the presence of an elderly man did not make the woman avert her eyes, as if in the room there was only a queen.
"Mother, prepare my practice room." Asfa ordered.
"Every queen." replied Anya mother out of the room.
With an aura of intimidation that makes the man stand it becomes wrong behavior, by sitting on a single sofa looks clearly the style of a businessman in the soul of the girl.
"Sit down pa, tell me? " say Asfa coldly.
"I'm sorry for my stupidity, but.." said papa Mahardika stopped.
"But can we go back to the Bagaskara residence? " said papa Mahardika with one sigh of relief.
"Decision in your hands.(Decision in your hands.) "answer Asfa enjoy sweet avocado juice without sugar.
"Aren't you angry, son?" ask papa Mahardika a little relieved.
"Anger is my demon side." replied Asfa to the Point.
"What do you mean, son? " ask papa Mahardika confused.
"Drink his coffee pa, do your best for the papa family. But Abhi's mas will stay with me." replied Asfa and put down a glass of juice that had not left a single drop.
"But son." - Papa Mahardika.
"Eye surgery will be done in a few hours and nerve therapy is still ongoing, think carefully. Once you bring Abhi's mash out of this mansion, my responsibility ends." Asfa warns by approaching her desk.
A map that looks familiar to him and back to his father-in-law's place, put his map in front of his father-in-law. Seeing no reaction other than a confused look made the girl sigh, in the open map which became the beginning of the movement of the Bagaskara family into the mansion.
"First clause, you've agreed to hand over corporate responsibility to Queen."
"Second clause, you have agreed to follow all the rules that are in the circle of a queen."
"The third clause, you have agreed to move during an unspecified time."
"Fourth clause, you leave the medical responsibilities of your son to the queen."
"Last clause, all clauses will be deemed meaningless if you violate one provision of the written or unwritten rule."
"Take it and think carefully" Asfa said, offering the cooperation map.
Silent and seen his father-in-law think like weighing good and bad until ten minutes silent finally there is a movement, his hand thrusting back the map towards Asfa.
"For the sake of my son's recovery, I will remain here. But can you explain why you're holding us here? " said papa Mahardika by looking at her daughter-in-law.
"Rest me." answered Asfa getting up from his seat put the map back to his desk.
Proo..
Two claps of hands kept the door open again signifying his guest had to get out of the room without expulsion, understanding the expulsion subtly made the elderly man step foot out of his daughter-in-law's room with questions and was disappointed. But not with Asfa who is still in cold mode, in the grab of sports clothes that will form his body and immediately change in the bathroom.
The new appearance with quite seductive clothes with origin bound hair, her steps left her private room towards the lower floor where there was one room that would pamper her entire body and soul. The bodyguards and waiters who saw their queens passing by bowed respectfully without a word, their eyes kept even in the sexy landscape.
"Queen's? " call a woman who is already standing in the boxing ring.
"Come party, I need relax.(Come party, I need to relax.) "said Asfa and thrust his hands to wear his fist gloves.
"What's up, son? For a long time you have not seen your eyes sink like this." asked Anya mother stroked her young lady's head.
"All fine. It's okay mommy.(Everything's fine. It's okay mom.)" replied Asfa smiling.
The two of them were preparing for a boxing match but a voice stopped the two who immediately turned to stare at the glass door that became the entrance, it looks like a man with disheveled hair is standing up and look at his clothes that will make women drool. Tight training pants with a thin black singlet shirt, showing eight ripped bread that is perfectly formed even mother Anya looks to admire the figure of the seductive man.
"Go! I will train with the queen myself." said the man after standing in front of two women.
Seen mother Anya still traveling to where made Asfa shake her head, by patting the shoulder of Anya mother and restore the consciousness of the eccentric woman. One gesture made her mother leave the training room without sincerity, while the man in the lyrics was only busy wearing boxing gloves in the gym storage.