Charm Babysitter

Charm Babysitter
Wedding Preparation 2



Continuation....


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


We were silent for a moment, his eyes still stealing glances at me.


Though I was the one who provoked his emotions, but I was also lulled, following the emotions.


"Allen"


"Hmm" I didn't answer just looking at her.


"May I ask?" vano's tone was a little doubtful.


"Hmm" I nodded but no longer looked at him. The view on the road was more interesting to me than looking at him.


"Allen. Don't you want to run away from this marriage. If you want, I've prepared a place to stay for you. You don't worry about Hardcore's treatment, I'll take care of everything. You'd better leave until I get your replacement for me to marry"


"Master here, no one is forcing me. Ms. Sella, your Father and Mother they are learned people cannot be threatening to someone" I told a little lie


"I know that, Allin. But they can use your helplessness to put you and your family at risk."


"I told you, I need status"


"Allin I could have, pretending to accept this marriage, but here we are required to have children immediately." He was silent for a moment . "Hows it? If I can't afford to give you offspring?"


"We will try as often as possible" I said excitedly.


Oh my God what you said Allin, your mouth is like an eel, so slippery. Tuanmun to the amazement of listening to your words, where your shame, Allin, Allin.


"You make me shiver and be ashamed. How easy it is for you to talk about i-it with your future husband. Oh, my God, Allin, I seem to have lost your experience"


"Maybe, you did it only a hundred times. While I've read it a thousand times" I added.


His expression grew even more flabbergasted with his fists staring at me sharply. The top of his head began to cringe. His hand rubbed his head many times, a sign he gave up and lost.


"You really broke Allin. Are all the novels in your room all grown-up. You act like you're experienced. From now on stop reading that, ruin your brain, your mind gets dirty, and you don't use it."


"You're exaggerating, sir. Not all readers want to read adult stories. At first they read it because they are interested in the groove, the style of the language, and something touching that the author says, maybe they add an adult scene to the sweetener, but not all writers are, '" I protested.


"You cannot now dictate/command someone with a word or a few sentences. You have to touch them first, kill them, then just accompany them to get better. Touch them with beautiful and subtle sentences. And that's only a writer can do. Don't blame a novel or a writer. You can choose whether you like it or not. Because actually, no one forced anyone to read the writing," I added more excited.


"I'm sorry I didn't know that. I don't like to read novels, so I don't know if the author also has such a great vision and mission" he said with guilt.


I retorted by pursing my lips to mock him.


"Wait first! How do you know I keep novels in my room?" ask me with my eyes.


"Th-that's none of your business! What I clearly know," he stuttered.


"You're suspicious sir" I replied with a fixed look at him.


My room is near the kitchen, at the very corner of the room d isamping bi Inah. Even though I didn't occupy the room, I kept all my belongings there. I know he can enter it anytime, he has the right and power in his home. And I won't be able to stop him, let alone be busy in Dio's room, babysitting and nursing the baby.


"You think I'm a psychopath, who pretends to be nice and asks you to be a victim" he denied with an annoyed look.


"Yes, that's what I mean. You do look so relaxed explaining, but who knows it's just your denial before I charge you back" I cornered her even more, making her face more sour.


"You're very good at twisting the word yes, Allin!"


I lifted my chin, showing my arrogance. He just shakes to see my behavior.


***


It was late in the day, but the streets were crowded. The car lines crawled like ants, while the two-wheeled vehicles overtaken like worms looking for a way, shrewd and agile.


"Why are you looking at me?" I was worried, because I realized my face was starting to heat up.


"You don't see what's around us there's just a vehicle. I'm tired of seeing dead things"


You praise me sir indirectly, even though your words sound rude, why is this part of the heart always melt and interpret it differently.


"But not so" I protested.


"Why? You're embarrassed!" chortled.


"Look at your face flushed Allin" his piety grew.


This time I lost, unable to refute. I was only able to turn my face away, regardless of his activities anymore.


"Allen"


I'm silent.


"Allen"


I remained silent but was shaken. His voice sounded spoiled in my ears.


"I want to ask you?" the sound was heavy with a feeling of fear.


My defense lost, I stared at his figure.


"Not that you always ask" I replied formally.


I became an unstable figure in front of him, sometimes I felt he was the closest person to me, sometimes I realized, there was a limit between us, that he was my master.


"Do I look so old? Aren't you ashamed to be with me?" ask her with a worried tone.


"Slightly Master" I said confirming the portico nodded.


I totally agree with you this time. You confess too if you're an old man, hahaha. You fool, sir, you just believe what I say, my inner self.


"Wait sir? Don't tell me, we're not just going to the salon, I'm going to do the treatment, are you?" accuse me while positioning the direction of sitting straight to the front.


"Hmm" he replied softly.


"Not wrong, sir?" many enthusiast.


"Emang why? I don't want anyone else to make our marriage their talk. I want to look younger. And it's worth marrying a woman your age"


"Yeah!" I immediately gasped at her words.


It turns out you weren't confident, sir. But you shouldn't consider all of this a burden. You look cute but you care, sir. This is just our temporary marriage. My mind couldn't believe looking at him.


"I'm an adult, don't you consider me a son of Master. But it's true, my face is too cute. Yeah, people wouldn't believe it either if I told you I was 17." I was arrogant with him.


"Feel believe in you" he said.


"Surely" I answered with confidence.