BECOME THE NANNY OF A WIDOWER

CHAPTER 8 - GO

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"Mommy, when did Mommy wake up.hiks...Leon's alone. Da–daddy hates Leon..hiks...hiks.." The tiny hand reached the hand of a woman who looked so small.

He kissed several times the hand of the woman who was slumped on the bed. Her tears fell on the woman's hand.

"It's because Leon is ugly.hiks. Mommy doesn't want to see Leon's face" she blushes in with a very painful cry. "Or because Leon is naughty ? Mommy is with Daddy why do not want to see Leon's face...hiks...hiks....why Mommy and Daddy do not want to see Leon's face anyway ?" tanyanya pilu's.

The five-year-old boy could only cry, revealing all his heartbreak to the weakly lying mother.

"Leon also wants to be escorted to school like Leon's friends. Leon was always ridiculed at school not having Mommy with Daddy. When did Mommy wake up and hold between Leon's schools ?"

Leon continued to say his heart, until he did not realize that his mother was shedding tears in the corner of his tightly closed eyes.

Clara was comatose, but she could hear and feel what her son was saying.

But what can coma people do indeed ? His eyes opened just could not, let alone move his hands and feet, impossible!

Clara felt that she was a useless mother.

"Leon wanted to be held by Daddy, but Daddy was always busy and never talked to Leon. Leon's scared of Dad–"

Tok....

The sound of knocking on the door made Leon unable to continue his sentence.

"Sir Leon, it's time for piano lessons!"

Hearing his nanny's voice, Leon immediately rubbed his rough face with his two small hands. "Mom, Leon's gone!" then move to get out of bed.

"Leon hopes that after this Leon will get the affection of a mother!" after saying that Leon actually came out of Clara's private room and left Clara unable to stop her tears alone.

I don't know what the coma woman wanted to say.

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"This is, I want to exchange this 500 million check into the euro currency" Beby said, handing over a piece of the check to an employee of one of the banks that Beby is currently visiting.

In accordance with his words earlier, now Beby has really booked a ticket to Italy with his elderly grandmother.

While waiting for the currency to be exchanged, Beby blamed his phone for contacting someone.

After three ringtones finally the call was picked up by someone who was Beby's phone.

"Hello, Beby. What's the matter with the phone ? Want to meet now ?"

Beby rolled his eyes lazily, hearing the flirtatious tone of his lecturer. "Sir Arjuna, today Beby is going to Italy. So can Mr Arjuna get Beby permission to leave for college ?"

"Huh??? Why are you going there, Beby ? Do you want to stay here alone ? No! You are not allowed to leave!"

"Ck!" Beby clucked lazily, while thinking what lies he had to tell his lecturer. "That's.anu–hm, not ninggalin mas. I went to Italy because my grandmother from Dad was dying. And he asked all his grandchildren to come in the moments of his last day. Therefore I am with my grandmother who is in Indonesia will leave for Italy now!" continued lying.

There was the sound of a sigh of relief across the phone. "Well, it turns out so..."

Beby nodded in agreement with Arjuna's answer, in his heart he told his late grandmother who had to be the target of Beby's lie. I'm sorry for lying in your name, Grandma...

"Well, I'll give you 1 semester off. You can use that time to gather with your family there. Come back soon, you will miss you very much."

"All right, I'm closing the phone. Happy teaching to you..."

Unilaterally Beby disconnected the phone, his wide smile came out so dazzling. Anyone who saw Beby smiling right now would be tempted.

"Miss, please sign it here first" the bank teller posted on a piece of paper stating that Beby really wanted to exchange money.

Soon Beby put his phone back in his bag, and signed the piece of paper.

The teller checked the file again and handed Beby some money.

"Your five hundred million rupiahs have been exchanged with the euro currency in the form of thirty-one thousand euros. The money is in accordance with the exchange rate that applies to today." The teller smiled widely, putting a wad of money on the table. "Please count, miss."

Beby rounded his eyes in surprise, he was told to count all this money ? Could hunt him down here.

Sinta, the teller smiled and then gave a small nod. He helped Beby put the money in the bag.

"Thank you for coming to BRJ Bank, have a great day" Sinta said, standing up and shaking Beby's hand.

Afterwards Beby immediately went out of the Bank building to go to the taxi that delivered him to this bank with his grandmother.

"Have the money been exchanged, Beb ?" tanya Mina–grandmother Beby.

Beby smiled and then nodded. "Grandfather, Beby's got a lot of money!"

"Sir, get to the airport!"

The taxi driver nodded and immediately started his car towards the airport.

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"I disagree with Mr. Jean, that's so illogical. How can asking as my territory as a deal ?"

"No! I totally agree with Mr. Jean. Not a big region, just give a city or district so we can expand our business in Indonesia!"

"Really! That's also what we mean!"

"I totally agree, so we can–––

Sean could no longer listen to what the businessmen were arguing with. He was completely unfocused with the meeting going on, his mind floating around imagining a woman he slept with last night.

Clara also used to be when she first slept also still sealed, still per4w4n also like Beby. Ta–but why is Beby more able to satisfy him?

Sena shook her head expelling her strange thoughts. "Why am I even comparing Clara to a woman of the night ? Argh!!! I must be crazy!" his inner.

While Jacob who had seen his master was still silent could only grimace in embarrassment.

Already ten minutes ago, the members of the meeting dispersed themselves, but the master was still silent with a frown as if thinking of something.

"Don't tell me you're thinking about that woman" Jacob said.

Not wanting to linger in this empty room, Jacob ventured to pat Sean on the shoulder slowly. "Sir, you don't want to go back to the hotel ?" slowly tanyanya.

Sean's eyes blinked, he looked at Jacob and saw the empty meeting room. There's only him, Jacob and a few bodyguards.

"Why quiet, wasn't it a meeting ?" ask him stupidly.

Jacob grimaced, scratching the nape of his neck that did not itch. "Sorry sir, but the meeting ended more than ten minutes ago."

Sean pinched his temple briefly, then stood up from his seat.

He walked towards the elevator with Jacob and some bodyguards behind his body. "We're back!"

"To the hotel, sir ?"

Sean shook his head, "go straight to the airport. I miss Clara!"

"Ta–but your belongings in the hotel how about sir ? There's clothes, and some expensive watches there..."

"Let it go, I can buy it back!"

Ting...

The elevator door opened, they immediately climbed the elevator with Jacob's face that was very sour. "Then what about my stuff, sir ?? I'm not as rich as you ...(╥_╥)" Jacob's inner cry.

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