SIBURUK LOOKS LIKE AISYAH

SEE THE PRESS

Aisyah tried to display her smile on the face, even though her real self was currently holding back her extreme regret, to an Aditya. What else did the man hold her tightly, and propped his face up on Aisyah's shoulders, which made the distance of the two's faces so close.

"Mas....Can you hug slowly? And keep your face away. Aren't you ashamed of the reporters?" aisyah Pinta.

"Shame on! Why should I be ashamed!" aditya replied relaxed.

"As far as you go!" aisha replied upset.

*****

Aisyah, and Aditya had already docked the body of the chair, with several loudspeakers, which were in front of both. Sitting side by side, with camera light incandescent continuously radiating at them.

Aisyah's face was paled, facing many Journalists, as well as cameras that were constantly photographing her, and Aditya. What's more, this is a new thing in his life history that he has never faced before.

"Mas...I'm afraid.." muttered Aisyah half-whispering.

"Be calm, and let me answer what they ask. And you're quite quiet" cried Aditya soothingly.

"Good Mas...At least it's much better."

"Mr Aditya...Is correct? If you, and Miss Aisyah live under one roof with your child," asked one of the female reporters, who opened their interview session today.

"Yes, that's right. Me, and Aisyah too our son does live one roof."

Hearing the answer that was thrown from the lips of the businessman, made the Journalists immediately whisper to each other - and also look shocked, because all this time they had never met an Aditya Wirawan, with any woman.

"May we know, all this time you hid where Miss Aisyah was, and your child? Because after separating from Miss Citra, we never saw you holding a woman. Are you, and Miss Aisyah involved in an illicit relationship? Until Miss Aisyah gets pregnant, and inevitably you have to take responsibility?"

"No! That's not true at all!" answer Aditya quickly.

"If not that, have you been in a relationship with Miss Aisyah secretly? And hide their existence abroad."

"That too, is absolutely not true."

Aditya's two answers, which did not match their guesses, left the reporters puzzled, and whispered quietly to each other there.

"Is it because of love one night?" guess one of the male reporters, all of a sudden.

Aditya breathed heavily. The fingers gently touched Aisha's hand, and carried her resting on her thighs - when she found Aisha's face she had drowned.

"Calm everything, will be fine," muttered Aditya softly in Aisyah's ear, who was replied with a faint smile by the woman.

"Alright, I will answer your curiosity, about how I can have a child, with Aisyah," cried Aditya as she let the silence pass for a few minutes.

"After separating from Citra, I never had a relationship with any woman" she continued.

The reporters looked at each other, in confusion on their faces, after hearing Aditya's reply.

"Can you continue your story? Because it seems very interesting" exclaimed one of the male reporters.

"We never had a Husband-Wife relationship at all, which made our child exist. Aisyah was the victim of a wrong insemination, when I decided to have children, without having to marry."

"So?!" asked one of the reporters, but was answered quickly by Aditya.

"I, and Aisha were met by fate. But because we wanted our two children to grow up among complete parents, Aisyah and I decided to stay one-stop, and get married. And learn to love each other."

"And may we ask one thing, sir? Remembering your existing relationship, because of God's destiny."

"Have you loved Miss Aisyah? Given your existing relationship, because of the presence of fruition."

Aditya developed a smile on his face. He blessed Aisyah's hand, and placed a kiss on the woman's hand, which made Aisyah so shocked.

"I love him, and will love him even more. Because I'm sure she's the woman God sent me to be my soul mate."

Aisyah displayed a smile, which was a little pushy. Seeing how the man treated him, and answering the questions of the Journalists he did not step in, Aditya was able to act so perfectly.

"He really, really, can act in front of the Journalists" Aisyah muttered in her heart.

"Miss Aisyah...Do you also love Mr Aditya, your future Husband?" ask one of the reporters, who was like lightning to Aisyah.

"Love my future husband?!" aisyah asked back, and she looked confused.

"Yes Miss...Do you also love Mr Aditya?!"

"Ha...Ha....Ha...Of course I love her, even love her so much" Aisyah replied with a clumsy face.

Aditya painted his faint smile. Not what he felt. But hearing Aisysh's words just now, like a blaze that melts a place that's been covered by ice.

"Thank you dear...Because I love me already" cried Aditya with a kiss directly, on Aisyah's lips - and it made the woman very surprised. And the Journalists, of course, immediately perpetuate the sweet moment.

Aisyah displayed a smile as sweet as possible, to cover up the embarrassment. But in his heart, he was cursing at that man

"I knew we had to pretend. But there's no need to kiss me either. Is this part of the scenario?" murmured Aisyah in the heart.

"You okay, honey?" ask Aditya slowly.

"I'm fine, dear." replied Aisyah trying to show a smile.

"Mr Aditya when are you, and Miss Aisyah getting married?"

"Two days left."

Simon let out a long sigh, there was relief in the man's dirk, seeing his Master's press conference, which went well. But as Simon continued to notice, the attitude of his master. And seeing his boss's sweet attitude towards his future wife, Simon believes that sweetness is not part of the scenario. So the conclusion is, if his Master Aditya, has really fallen in love with Miss Aisyah.

"Mr Aditya is not like acting. And looking at her attitude, and the way she treated Miss Aisyah today, I'm sure that she did it because of her heart, '" said Simon.

****

THE RESIDENCE OF ANDI WIRAWAN.

The footsteps that had brought her closer to the viewing room, Karla stopped for a moment. The glass, filled with orange juice, fell to the floor without him noticing, which turned Andi's gaze, who was focused on watching the press conference that her son had done.

The sound of broken glass, averted Andi's gaze. And the body immediately woke up, as soon as he found Karla his wife there.

Karla looks shocked! His face was so pale, as if the world was dark, and there was no use for him to live. Almost the body collapsed, and fortunately the Husband Andi, immediately caught his body.

"You okay, Karla?" asked Andi who looked worried, while leading his wife to the sofa set, which was in the viewing room.

Karla tried to isolate herself, the heartbeat that seemed to not beat again she normalized, and finally made a sound.

"Will Aditya really get married?"