
After returning from Aksa's parents' house, Chilla often asked about her mother's boss. Either just ask how the news of his boss or ask when his mother will invite Chilla to visit back to the mansion owned by Aksa's parents. What is certain is that the little boy said he liked the kindness of Aksa as well as his family.
Alle was at a loss for herself how to answer any questions Chilla had about Aksa. He was also confused how to repay the kindness of his boss. The help of lawyers given by Aksa greatly helped Alle in the custody trial of Chilla, although until now there has been no verdict.
It turned out that the child custody transition trial proposed by Fadil could not run fast. It's the second trial, but there's no meeting point yet.
Alle was helped by her lawyers to present evidence denying Fadil's allegations. He also included evidence that Fadil had denied his promise to fulfill his living for Chilla.
However, the judge did not decide to whom custody of Chilla was granted. Because Fadil and his lawyers have various ways to keep Alle cornered. Until the trial will be held at the next meeting one week.
******
Today, Fadil asked Alle for permission to take the boy to school. Want to take Chilla to his house because Sofyan—ayah Fadil—s is sick and wants to see his only grandson.
Alle could not get in the way because he was afraid that Fadil would make this an excuse to corner him in the trial later. Just yesterday when Chilla did not want to come with the man and instead chose to come with Aksa, Fadil put it in evidence in court alleging that Alle manipulated Chilla into keeping the child away from her biological father, and brainwashed the child into getting closer to her lover.
This was firmly denied by Alle and the lawyer, but powerful enough to make the decision of the restrained judge. Fadil continues to roll over the issue if Alle is not a good mother with all the sloping news about her relationship with Aksa.
Not wanting that to happen, Alle contacted Chilla's school teacher to tell her that her daughter would be picked up by her father today.
Fadil and Mira had been waiting for fifteen minutes before school. In the car, Fadil was a little anxious to imagine if his son refused to come with him. While Mira had been busy doing makeup since, making Fadil can only shake his head.
"Honey," call Fadil.
"Hm." Mira doesn't switch a bit from the mirror on her left hand and the brush blush on her right.
"Later to meet with Chilla please don't be fierce, yes."
Mira immediately turned her head and looked at Fadil sharply. "Mas thought I was once fierce with Chilla!"
Fadil shook his head hard. "I know you're good, so I'm just reminding you," said Fadil a little scared by Mira's slick eyes.
Looking at her husband's fear, Mira just cut her throat and went back to polishing her face. Just as the woman finished putting on makeup sounded the school bell ringing. Fadil looks excited to get down.
"Darling, you're here. Let me take Chilla inside, "attend Fadil when Mira will come down.
The woman complied without objection.
Fadil tidied up her performance before entering her daughter's school. He asked the school guard where Chilla's class was.
"Good day, ma'am," Fadil said as soon as he found Chilla's class.
"Good day, sir. Chilla's dad, huh?" guess the teacher saw Fadil.
"Yes, Mom."
"Come on Chilla, you've already picked up this papa," called the teacher.
Chilla did not stand up. The little boy looked at his father as if he was lazy.
"Come, Chilla here. The teacher said that today the one who picked up Chilla was papa."
Having been called a second time, Chilla walked over. His steps were not excited even with a smile on his lips. There's nothing at all.
"Thank you, ma'am," said Fadil as soon as Chilla stood in front of him.
"Together, sir."
"Come, sweetie." Fadil takes Chilla out of school.
"Come, honey, Aunt Mira is waiting, tuh," asked Fadil.
Chilla looked at her papa but said nothing. He just didn't move when Fadil asked him for his way back.
"Chilla, come on, grandma and grandpa are waiting for Chilla at home. They miss Chilla. Chilla too, right?" Apparently Fadil was unable to catch Chilla's reluctance to go home together. The man again invited Chilla to walk.
When he got into the car, Chilla could only duck. Afraid to look directly at Mira.
"Ok, we're leaving" cried Fadil. Chilla was silent, not responding.
*****
"What are you thinking?" aksa asked who caught her secretary's unease. Since the lunch was over, Alle seemed to be unsettled.
Alle just smiled as she shook her head.
"It wasn't about the hearing yesterday, was it? If it's about the trial, you don't worry. Mr. Henry will do his best. I'm also sure that you will definitely get custody of Chilla."
"Thank you for your support all this time."
"I don't need your thanks, which I want you to agree with my proposal," Aksa said honestly.
Alle immediately rolled her eyes lazily while throbbing annoyed at hearing what Aksa said.
"Why?" Aksa questioned Alle's attitude in response to her remarks. "You think I'm kidding?"
"Sir, Later if my problem is over and Ibu Sekar has given his blessing, then I consider your wishes," replied Alle so that the man did not bring up the application problem.
Aksa is laughing. "You don't sell too long expensive, there are many out there waiting for my proposal."
"Yes, why do you bother waiting for me. Should have been the women who always idolized the Father."
Aksa immediately put the file in his hand. He turned to look at the secretary who had accompanied him to work. "If only I could, I would definitely not choose to fall in love with a stubborn woman like you."
Suddenly Alle was stunned to hear Aksa's words. It's a satire or a compliment.
"I've never liked a woman like you. Even for the first time I openly told my parents that I love a woman and want to marry her. But unfortunately, you're too stubborn" Aksa continued.
Not wanting this conversation to continue and will get Alle stuck in Aksa's sentences, he decided by saying, "We continue our work, sir."
Aksa exhaled a rough breath. It always ends like this. But this time he won't waste another chance. He took the file in the hands of his secretary, and placed it on the table.
"All, look at me!" the door firmly. Aksa grabbed Alle's hand to focus on her. "What am I lacking until you keep rejecting me?"
Alle budging.
"I know you can definitely catch my seriousness, because we've known it long enough. Then what else makes you doubt, huh?"
Alle tried to let go of the hand that Aksa held, but was again grabbed by the man.
"Father deserves a woman who is much better than a widow like me," Alle said in the end, because honestly her widow status became one of the reasons Alle minder accepted Aksa.
"I don't want better, because I just want you. I want you to be my wife."
"Aksa!"
Not only was Alle shocked by her boss's attitude, but someone who had just opened the door and found Aksa was proposing to Alle was also flabbergasted.