Charm Babysitter

Wedding Preparation

Tomorrow is our wedding day. Nothing special, I'm still here to accompany Dio. I feel like I want to stay away for a moment. I need to recover my strength, I feel drained, weak helpless.

Dio, this handsome baby seems to understand. He was so calm around me, playing and occasionally stroking my face, he liked to do that. At first I was the one who taught the tiny hand to wipe away my tears, to strengthen myself, but now it became Dio's habit.

Baby, I don't have a choice. If there is, I will definitely be waiting for you Dio. You're so sweet and charming.😄

Crazy, little boy you want, Allin. Her father will marry you. Yes, that perverted old man, he will also defend you with his trunk. 🤭

***

If Hardcore were Dio, I would feel happier, always together.

I should now be among my family, enjoying our company, and living with a distant family.

This wedding is not your special day Allin. No one around you feels like tomorrow is a special day, it's a thrilling day full of drama. Don't be lulled by Allin, focus on your goals. Get married, get pregnant, then leave them.

And my aunt is even stranger. He asked me to stay here at my employer's house. He said, tomorrow I'll have plenty of time to meet Tegar, he's a little pushy.

A few hours was enough for me to let go of my longing with Tegar.

Aunty also always reasoned strangely when if I contacted her via video call, she always refused. Aunty likes not to believe in yourself, malulah, or other things.

Like evading.

I was never given a chance to watch the video of Tegar live.

"Allin, you don't want to go home" said Ms. Sella.

"Am I allowed to go home, ma'am?" I'm a little scared.

Now my status is still his worker, maybe tomorrow my status is his partner or maybe his rival.

I don't know, the important thing is that I have to know myself and not be big.

"Of course, Allin, but Mr. Herman and the other drivers are busy, they're not here. Are you okay, if you take a taxi" asked Ms. Sella unwell.

"Well, Mother, a taxi is a luxury for me to ride." I replied innocently.

He was a little surprised by my answer. Eat and sleep enough, we are happy. You don't have to enjoy a luxurious life to be happy.

"You don't have to be more heartless than me getting on a jostling bus" I added with a reassuring smile.

"Alright then you're ready. And ASI make Dio make sure the stock is enough until tomorrow yes" he asked

I just nodded

While he was there quietly alone, whether listening to our conversation is not it? What's clear since the incident a few days ago is that he stayed away and didn't talk to me.

Naturally, he was disappointed to be angry with me. I have entered into and broken the sacred relationship of their marriage, it will no longer be perfect, it will be flawed.

When our eyes met quickly he was blown away from his face and he went away.

***

After finishing everything, I say goodbye to Sella and Ina.

"Be careful on the road, Allin. Aunty likes parno the same bride who is faithful when approaching H day" he said looking worried.

Me and Miss Sella smiled at him.

Yes, all the workers in this house, already know, tomorrow is my wedding day with our employer.

They just kept quiet. No, the gossipping human instinct cannot simply hold their mouth shut. Maybe they smiled and supported me. But who knows, what their hearts will be the same, may there be no oath to condemn this act of mine.

Let it be, enough god who understands, and brings my life story to where it will go.

Ms. Sella had called one of the online taxis to pick me up, but by the time someone was standing there, leaning on the body of the car.

"Are you going to deliver Allin?" ask Sella's mom full of silidik.

I think Sella's mom will be disappointed with her husband's attitude that cares so much about me. Little do I doubt Sella's feelings for Mr. Vano. But my heart quickly brushed it off, for it was blossoming that she cared about me even though she was disappointed in me.

Without speaking he just nodded

"Alright then" said bu sella while turning to look at me. "Allin, let Vano drive you. Order his online taxi immediately I cancel" orders bu Sella while escorting me to advance closer to the car.

***

All the way we were silent. He looks so cold, I don't want to try to open up a conversation with him either.

He's in savage mode again, if I lure him he'll scratch me with his sharp mouth. Better this way, calm down.

Hufh, I heaved a heavy sigh when the path we were taking was not the right one.

Just now that I was grateful for our calm state, he had already provoked my curiosity.

"Where do you want to take me, sir?" I was full of suspicion.

"Why? Are you scared? I'm gonna take you away"

Hmh! Is he stupid or what? Usually, the bride who is taken runs away with different people, not with the same person who will marry her. Or he'd deliberately run me away, and then he tried to kill me.

Submerged revenge.

I was just struggling in horror.

"Don't think weird. I just want to take you to the salon" she guessed as if she could read my mind.

"Salon! What's it for, sir?" I pretended not to understand.

Allin, your genius level should be questioned. Why do you ask something that clearly has an answer. Look at him, his face scoffing at you, his eyes belittling you. You're very good at fishing for emotions.

I like to see that face and his expression, rather than his flat face which displays the pretense that he is fine.

I like to see him free and free.

Knows y'all? There are many people out there who always show their best side to please others but they forget about themselves. Sometimes we need to let go of that burden, be ourselves, be free and loose and stay in control.

"Make Meals" he answered.

"In the salon also provides master's food?" pancu again.

Pretend stupid.

"You are" he growled. "Yes, do your own treatment. You're a bride-to-be, but look at you, don't care that much. You're a woman, aren't you? Another woman she's gonna spend her time on facials, spas and stretches or whatever her name is."

"Why are you angry Sir, I'm not just asking?" sewotku.

"And I know about that, too, but our marriage is different. I don't have to bother about any of that" I added more fiercely.

"You always make me angry. You sloppy woman, you take it all casually. And you easily decide things without a second thought. You want to marry an old man, and be the husband of another man. Did you never think? What will people look at you later?"

"Yes I know, he's a perverted old man. And I don't have to worry about what people say. Enough of him being nice to me, and not like you, whose mouth is always spicy and belittling to me" I replied while holding back anger.

"You're talking like I'm not him, that perverted old man is me" his tone rose.

He himself said, why am I to blame.

"Ember" I answered enthusiastically.

"You don't have a big head, don't I want to admit that I'm a perverted old man. But right now I'm just imitating your call that you used to say to me" he replied in self-defense, I just sneered back.