Babysit Wife Candidate

Anger that was unintentional.

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The metallic black lamborgini that was carrying Hideo and Ameera, walked slowly and carefully. Because all along the highway has been covered by thin snow.

The hooded woman who did not escape from her possessive husband's arms, so enjoyed her journey.

His eyes continued to shine looking at the side of the road which was dominated by white.

Some snow dolls were also seen in several courtyards.

The atmosphere, which usually can only be seen on television or gadgets.

Actually, Ameera was just trying to unravel the tension within her. And, Hideo understood very well what the wife was feeling.

Although, Ameera tried to cover it with a seductive sweet smile.

Although Matsumata's extended family does not know, his background and past. Because, Hideo had sealed the disgrace tightly.

Ameera remains wary, because the entire Hideo family is a native religion of the country.

And, some of them had regretted Hideo's decision to convert. Ameera, just afraid they hate her and dislike her presence.

Isn't that a natural feeling he rattled?

Since the man married her, and received opposition from some of her father's family.

Hideo, never again set foot in his hometown. Only, the family of his mother who had been supportive of his every decision.

The black wheels of the luxury vehicle screeched slowly, until finally the four wheels stopped turning. A sign that they have reached their destination.

Hideo, take off his embrace on Ameera. Pairing a thick jacket with a head covering on her woman.

Now, the fingers that have been covered in gloves are grasping each other. Several men in thick black jackets, had opened the car door, and some of them had been ready to lift luggage, the couple.

The air is cold outside, with a temperature of minus twenty degrees. Make, hot steam visible every time they exhale.

Hideo, silent for a moment, tightened the grip on the plump fingers that had been wrapped in a sheath of woolen thread.

Ameera, gazing full of amazement at the magnificent building before her.

Although, the residence provided by Hideo is also luxurious just that the architecture looks different and memorable.

They also entered by walking in unison.

Welcomed with some servants who bowed when they arrived at the living room. Hideo and Ameera paid their respects with just that.

Then, open their boots, gloves as well as coats. Which was then taken over by the servants in the same uniform. Replace their footwear with special home-based sandals.

A man in a black uniform was seen approaching an old man sitting on the side of the bed.

Whispering something, until a faint thin smile printed on his face that had contained several lines of aging.

The old man gave the guard a code, so that his guests would just go in.

"Chichiyo, anata no mago wa ie ni imasu," (Dad, your granddaughter is home, )

"Kare no tsuma o tsurete ki nasai. Kogo no you ni yoga ni," (Bringing his wife. The graceful empress,)

"Okiru," (Wake up,)

"Mitakunai, desu ka?" (Don't you want to see them?)

"Jissai, watashi wa kyorimasu," (In fact, I was curious, too) whispered the old man, beside the head of a weakly lying grandfather. With, a few hoses stuck to his body.

Somewhere else.

Andra grabbed her smartphone inside the coat, as she felt the flat object continue to vibrate. Apparently, he got an email from Mr. Katuhiko.

Those who had just arrived home, immediately removed the characteristic attributes of winter, which were tightly attached all day to their bodies.

"Umma, make some hot chocolate. Who wants to?" ask Kartika.

"It seems, Uncle wants to come out again," Najwa, instead commenting on Andra who has not yet opened her coat.

Najwa snorted, seeing that the man was not poking at his words. Because Andra was so serious about that flat object in her hand.

"What, is there a problem?" tanya Kartika approached the son while patting his shoulder slowly. Andra finally looked.

"It's just, Mr. Katsuhiko sent me an email. That tonight, Mr. Senkai and his staff will visit Mr. Matsumata, as well as welcome the return of the heir,"

" This, in connection with the research I'm doing, along with a team of other scientists,"

" Since, Matsumata's master's foundation has funded the project, the creation of a mechanical robot replacement for the legs and hands, which can move according to the commands of the brain cells," clearly Andra made two pairs of pretty eyeballs pattern.

Andra just chuckled a little.

"If this project succeeds. Then Mr. Matsumata will amputate his hands, which are no longer functioning because of his disease," he added.

"So, this is what keeps you busy and rarely go home" said Kartika while the mangosteen.

"Sorry, yes, my dear Umma," he regretted, with a slight grimace and scratching his nape.

Andra approached her little girl who was frowning.

"All right, Uncle's gonna be here any minute,"

" After, Uncle's new henchman leaves," he promises the little girl he's been raising since infancy.

Najwa also developed his smile again.

Then, he helps Andra take off all of her winter attributes. From starting to remove gloves, coats, boots and headgear. Put it in a special place in the corner of the living room.

Kartika, squinting her eyes to cause a line on her forehead.

Because, Najwa's treatment is like a couple's attention.

Kartika tries to brush off the yes-yes mind.

He, finally left his biological son and foster daughter. Continuing his intention of wanting to make a drink to warm his body.

"What, Uncle isn't tired ?" najwa asked Andra, and now they walked into the house.

"Of course, tired.But, since this is already a demand and part of the responsibility, Uncle should not complain," clearly Andra while turning on the heating room.They are now sitting face to face on the floor with a thick carpet, separated from a rectangular table.

" I miss being her teacher, Uncle,"

"Hindu, hear Uncle's voice while reading the verses of Allah," said Najwa, holding his chin with both hands, his face fixed on the figure of the handsome who last month is very busy.

"Sorry, Uncle yes." Andra said as she pulled out Najwa's pointed nose.

Then, Kartika came carrying a tray along with three hot chocolate mugs on it.

Finished warming the body, they also prepare to clean themselves to perform the asar bersama'ah prayer.

Andra is ready to go, maybe there will be a discussion at length that will make it home late at night.

Her heavy heart, left two very meaningful women in her life that. Even though the area where they live is safe. Because, there'll be cops patrolling all night.

Najwa, take Andra to the door.

"Any busy thing, Uncle don't forget to eat ya,"

"It's about prayer, Uncle must remember. So, I don't need any more ingetin" Najwa's message continued.

"Yes, Najwa baubles," he chuckles.

Najwa put a hat and earplugs on Andra. Then he put his hands to the neck of the man who was down.

And, cup!

"Najwa, Uncle said. Never be like that again!" Andra immediately straightened her body. His face was heated over the treatment of his little girl.

Najwa gasped, when he heard a slightly high tone and reflex movements from his uncle.

His breath went up and down, in shock.

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