Charm Babysitter

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Small note: This time the part has not been corrected yes, it must be a lot wrong. Please remind in comments ya😉.

Which has been corrected aja still a lot wrong especially this😊🤭

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"How's Allin? Have you made your decision?"

How can I refuse it. After what they did to me. Tell me their wishes, the wishes of their parents for their children. They coaxed me, seduced me, cradled my hearing, without me realizing I was leaving my defenses empty.

"Yes" I replied without a fight.

The two old men, Father and Mother of Lord Vano. Now I'm in front of him, agreeing to a marriage agreement.

"Ask us, Allin. What do you want?" ask gently, like a mother is asking her child, what do you want to have?.

"You just need a grandchild, don't you? Can I, who will take care of my son later"

My request made them gasp.

The atmosphere felt terrible to me. Is my request excessive. No, he's my son. Naturally I want myself to nurture and educate him.

"Let my son be with me until my son understands that he must be by your side."

They both looked at each other without speaking. Perhaps a long-standing relationship, they understood the meaning of each other's gaze.

They nodded and smiled at me.

"We deserve our grandchildren. And let us meet her needs." her tone reminded me that I was not completely separated from them.

"All right" I replied

"We'll prepare all that for you. And when, you want"

"After I'm pregnant, I want to get out of this"

"All right"

"But this is our deal. Mr Vano and Mrs Sella won't know, will they?" I'm a little scared.

They nodded.

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The footsteps sounded from outside. The sound of pantopel shoes clashing against the floor, it felt so rough, rare it must be wide and strong, the stomp until it sounded, he must be in a hurry. Her hair looks a little disheveled when she's riled up.

"Allin" The tone of the voice is so high. He stood there with sharp eyes, full of questions.

I know why she is, she knows everything, that I've agreed to our marriage.

"Why do you accept? You have decided to refuse this marriage. And don't try to get you into this deal" he threatened in a high tone of voice but his eyes suddenly became so sad.

I don't know, I feel like he's so worried about me, even mixed with a disappointed look.

What is he worried about me? If he's mad at me, I get it, I've ruined the marriage.

"I'm gonna ask my dad to undo all this. I'm gonna find another woman to marry" he persuaded.

Again the worry is heard. Yeah, he's not mad at me, but he's worried about me.

You shouldn't worry about me, sir. I'm the one who's going to ruin your marriage relationship with Ms. Sella. You should be mad at me. Not like this. It seems I have wrongly decided to accept this marriage. My heart is too weak and weak.

Not Allin. Realize Allin, you just want to save everything. Like a hero of bad luck or like a thief who claims to help the incapable of the wealth of the rich.

"Now, let's meet my parents. You explained to them that you refused this marriage" she asked me to pull my hand.

I brushed it off and stroked unwillingly but the hand remained there, clasping my hand.

His eyes strengthened me, telling me to trust him, his hands were so warm they touched there, something I should never have responded to this touch, my heart.

I lost, before I fought. Releasing myself to an opponent ready to stab, can I survive.

Survive Allin, you've thrown away all your weapons, only surviving your only hope.

"Come Allin!" his orders.

Gently I shook my hand, my head nodded, saying I didn't want to.

"Well if you're scared, you can tell them through my phone" he said, not losing his mind. He tried to reach into his pants pocket, taking out the flat object. His hand began to slide the screen, but he stopped doing the activity, as if finding another idea. His eyes turned to look at me, "If you can get out of here, I'll take care of it" he suggested enthusiastically.

"Sir" lirihku.

"Is it true you want to help me?" I doubt a little.

"Yes Allin, I will help you" he replied sincerely. Her smile broadened channeling warmth as I looked at her.

Sir why you should behave like this. I'd rather you always blame me, yell at me or mock me. Don't be like this sir, you're the one who made me weak helpless.

"If so. Let's get married" I asked

His eyes were breaking, hearing what I just said. He looked at me sharply, read my expression, searched around for something wrong from me.

His breathing felt heavy, maybe he felt nothing to find, he began to ask, reassuring his hearing.

"Allen! Do you realize what you're saying?" full pressure.

I'm nodding. "Yes I want to marry you and give birth to a child for you" I replied smiling sweetly.

"No Allin. You're gonna get hurt. You're gonna lose your son one day" he tried to remind me again.

I'm hurt, sir. I will lose, but not my son, but your loss that has filled my day. I don't know what this taste is? I don't understand either. But in order not to be more than this, I have convinced myself, it is a comfort to find a friend to share.

"You are wrong Sir. I'm not losing anything. I'll get status"

Widows. It's better than people think I'm a bad woman who gave birth to a fatherless child.

I can use his name to be my ex-husband and father to my son.

It's funny whether I did all this just for that status. There is nothing in this world, an expectant for marriage, only to obtain the status of a widow. She must be a crazy woman, that's me, crazy about this.

"Don't do this Allin. You don't get involved in this marriage. I don't want to, I'll be the cause of Allin's injuries."

"You're funny sir" I said with a smile on my porch.

My acting talent, start trying to pratekkan. I hope he believes I'm okay. Let him think I want this wedding.

"Out there. Many men want more than one wife. But you?" I silently looked at him with scorn. Perhaps by provoking her emotions, I could subdue her attitude.

"It's been forced, but it still won't" he added, sneering.

His eyes were more and more festering at the words that came out of my mouth. He just silently watched my every practice, observed, and looked for gaps to strike back.

"Am I less beautiful, sir? So that you reject me" I replied pretending to be sad.

"Allin are you sure?" tanyanya.

How do you still doubt Sir. I am a good acting teacher from school days. I also often represent my friends making theater plays at school.

I slightly scratched my head, looking for an idea of how to accept.

"Master, I need you to make a father to my son, he needs an identity written on paper even if it's only the status of a stepson. People will no longer call him an illegitimate child. Here we help each other, hopefully no one will get hurt." I explained to convince him.