Babysit Wife Candidate

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"Eh, uh.., not like that,"

"But, um, it's not polite, baby," Andra explained slowly and gently, trying to give understanding to the little girl who was holding her sobs.

" Kan, Najwa, just love Uncle. Najwa is still missing, but Uncle is leaving again, huaaa...." Finally, the toddler's cries spilled out as well.

" Why the hell, why is Najwa made so cry?" Suddenly, Kartika approached them.

"No, nothing, Um" she replied, stroking her back to try to ease the cries of this beautiful toddler.

"What's wrong? Najwa aja sampe seg-segan that," Kartika's nagging, because to her knowledge, Andra did most like to tease Najwa. Until, finally he will be the trouble himself. Because, the toddler will not let go all day.

"Abang should make Najwa seneng dong, will stay again a week. Later, if he nguring, Umma is overwhelmed," said Umma Kartika, without knowing the problem play nyerocos aja.

(Why, umma getting puffed up?)

Andra smiled faintly due to her own thoughts.

"Here, Najwa equals Umma yuk," persuaded Kartika to take Najwa. However, the toddler shook his head while tightly hugging his handsome uncle waist.

"No, hiks...." Want it... Uncle aja..," Najwa refused in between his sobs.

"Yes, if you want to be with Uncle, the beautiful Najwa stops crying," wooed Andra as she swept the tears that soaked the entire round face.

"Eating ice cream in the garden gih, the same Uncle," Kartika suggested to the two other people who were sticking around.

" Well, edi's good!" answered Andra enthusiastically.

"City, Uncle. Not edi," Najwa protested, making Kartika and Andra gawk like toothless cows.

Najwa also chuckled.

" Umma, as Uncle has a funny face, hihihi...!" the typical laughter of toddlers echoed in the simple living room.

.

This, Najwa time is six months.

Here, Najwa in nine months.

About, this is how Uncle Andra ngasuh the Najwa when the baby.

Now, they're in the park again. Abis eats ice cream, Najwa asks in a car.

"Najwa, it's getting heavier. Uncle is almost not strong," Andra's acting pretended to be tired.

"This, because of Umma,"

"I was told to eat a lot. It's gonna be heavy, "sorry with pursed lips.

"The shop, I don't want to eat much, if so. Let it be, Uncle doesn't mind if I carry him," he promised with a plain face, making Andra regret his words just now.

Though he only intended to tease this cherry toddler.

"Belg, Najwa. That's not what Uncle means."

Andra could only throw her breath rough, while thinking of the answer to clarify her words earlier.

"Najwa, you must eat a lot to make it big quickly." he said firmly.

"So, said Uncle, Najwa is heavy? Why, even want me to grow up fast? Later, Uncle is not strong carry me "

"Anyway, I want to eat a little," whined Najwa, finally making Andra's head back up.

(It's a kid, the cave can't be mistaken.)

******

Hideo checked the whole contents of his closet as well as all the drawers in the nightstand. Searching for suspicious files was brought in by Ameera when they went missing in the canister.

In fact, branded bags that if ever used by Ameera, did not escape also from the search. But all is nil.

Hideo remembers, perhaps the file was carried in the baby bag, which Ameera was using at the time.

How, he cursed himself when he remembered the moments of the abduction of the two. He felt he had failed to protect the most important part of his life.

Two figures, an angel without wings. Who changed his whole life, even changed his outlook, towards God. Herding her slowly at one point reconciled her shyness. Until, his dark world, find a glimmer of light that leads him home.

Perhaps, this is one way for, Hideo Kaindra. To be able to find traces of the princess someday.

Until that time came, when Najwa needed his data.

Then automatically, the IT experts will soon find wherever his daughter is.

Feeling like finding a fresh breeze, Hideo gave thanks and rubbed his face with both palms.

The mature man with a face that still looks young, put his butt in a big bed. Where at that time, became a silent witness of his love affair with Ameera.

Hideo, exhaling his breath is rough. Because he missed his wife again. It was just up to four hours ago.

Hideo picked up a flat object inside his suit pocket. Swipe the screen and start contacting someone.

I don't know where the push is. The sexual metro man put his cell phone down, began to approach the closet and opened the large enough jewelry box.

(It's a full set of jewelry, a wedding dowry from me. As far as I know, Ameera always wore a necklace with that diamond pendulum.But.).

Hideo, closed the box again and picked up the phone he had placed on the bed.

Swiping the six-inch screen, then touching one name with his thumb.

Until, the call is connected.

"Hello, sir." the assistant's voice.

"Message me a ticket to S country right now!" hideo's voice was full of emphasis.

"But, Mister. We already have a ticket for the return later that afternoon." the voice of the pelontos-headed assistant quibbled. Because, at this time he was enjoying hot black coffee with fried cassava.

After, three hours he struggled with a laptop to solve problems in the office.

"Now, Igun! You heard it!" hideo's stern voice was on the air.

"Good, Master!" Igun sontak stood across there.

"You, yell at me, huh!" hideo's voice shouted.

"No, Mister. You yelled at me." the intimidated voice of Igun.

"Once again, you dare shout at me. I canceled your proposal with Ningsih!"

"No, Master." Igun's voice weakened.

" Take my orders quick!

"Ba...," Just now Igun was about to reply, across the street, Hideo had turned off his call unilaterally.

(Darling, is that your necklace? Also got carried away by our daughter?)

Hideo, get back to someone.

"Hello........"

"I, Hideo Kaindra."

"(......)"

"Check my order, a jewelry set a year ago,"

"(......)"

...........

"(.........)"

"Yes, dowry."

"(.......)"

"Send me a photo of the necklace, then let me know if the sale of the necklace is detected.

" (........)"

Foeto..

*****

"Abrowkkkhhhh...!"

Bukk!

Prangg!

A narrow-eyed man dropped himself in front of a large bed. He bent his knees, then squeezed his head.

(Where are you, son?)

(Daughter of a beautiful father?)

(I'm sorry, I! Me, your useless father!)

Japanese man, an automotive and electronics businessman in the country I. Squeeze her hair back firmly with both hands on the right and left.

It had been two years since he found the bright spot, now the light had dimmed and disappeared completely. Until, the road to the trail of the princess back pitch dark.

(Why, YOU punish me like this, O God!)

Brakk!

(The door sounds in forced open.)

"Hubby...!"

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Note: Which in the brackets is the voice of the character's heart.

Sorry, not mak can not print italic writing but a mulu error keypad system, rather than wasting time, and make their soul esmoni mending mak make so aja🙃😎😌.

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