Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 51 Carita Beach Many Stories

Today I was released from office work, but my office job was transferred to be the nanny of Mr. Rangka's son, Glassy. Glad anyway, especially Glassy easily familiar with me, like not hesitating anymore. He seemed happy and cheerful when I played.

After breakfast this morning, Mr Rangka's agenda today is to take Glassy for a walk to the beach? I automatically joined. Carita Beach is the destination of Pak Rangka. Ms. Catly was also in. I'm glad Ms. Catly is coming, this could be a bridge between me and Mr. Rangka if we're in a tight state or there's no topic of conversation, Ms. Catly could be an intermediary.

But unfortunately Ms. Catly brought her own car, and drove herself. And who was not lucky anymore Glassy even took a ride in Ms. Catly's car.

"I got in Nene's car, Daddy's aunt used to be Papa yes, Papa is also sometimes spoiled. If the car likes to be made drinks." Quite stunned to hear Glassy talk like that, he said I was today his job as a nanny Glassy, but instead switched to be a nanny Mr. Rangka.

I had to get in Mr. Rangka's car. Bu Catly's car and Mr. Rangka go hand in hand. Ms. Catly was in front of us, while Mr. Rangka was behind her.

"Sensi, please dong open the Bagelen, keep you bribe! If I fear danger. Do not forget to snack either. Our trip was quite far to Carita, so I deliberately bought this snack for us on the road," Mr. Rangka told. I nodded in understanding.

And start the scene of feeding a 35-year-old adult. There was a feeling of doubt and embarrassment initially because it was the first time to feed a grown man, and that was Mr. Rangka.

Mr. Rangka is very greedy to eat bagelen, this dry bread is indeed tempting tongue. Actually I also want to taste but embarrassed by Mr. Rangka.

"Come dong, you eat the bagelen. A piece of bribe for me and a piece for you" he ordered. But I didn't follow, I shook my head and still felt ashamed.

I feed the dry bread again, when my finger touches Mr. Rangka's lips, there is a radiating warmth that flows through my finger through my heart. Strange taste, the love that I built secretly now felt to the heart when feeding bagelen into the sweet mouth of Mr. Rangka. Of course sweet, because the first time Mr. Rangka kissed me, Mr. Rangka's lips turned out to be sweet.

"Awwww," cried for a moment. Apparently my finger got bitten by Mr. Rangka's tooth. It doesn't hurt, just shocked. Mr. Rangka immediately grabbed my finger that was bitten, then watched carefully, then with a quick movement he jolted my finger that had been bitten small. Two knocks and then my fingers were taken out.

"not hurt? I'm sorry, I didn't intentionally," he said regretfully. I smiled and nodded, so sweet that Mr. Rangka was in apology mode, plus double the chirping of Lee Min-Jonya.

"What are you thinking about having a girlfriend right now?" Suddenly Mr. Rangka asked a difficult question for me to answer. Say no, it's true I don't have one. And if I say yes, I don't have a boyfriend either. Then I have to answer what is confused.

"Sensi, you have a boyfriend?" Again the question arises. I want to answer yes, and the answer is Mr. Rangka, and after that I want to see how Mr. Rangka reacts to my original answer. But I'm not PD, because I love Mr. Rangka secretly.

I became increasingly confused by my answer which is still awaited by Mr. Rangka. "I don't have a boyfriend yet, sir. I am single loyal," I replied as is.

"Faithful singles? Meanin?"

"I mean single, but loyal to love someone, uppsss!" Wahhhh this time I was shocked again about the contents of my heart in front of Mr. Rangka. Mr. Rangka mesem I don't know what he understands. What is clear when Mr. Rangka was mesem, his lips were very tempting. If I'm a wild and naughty girl I've kissed Mr. Rangka's sweet lips.

"Ha, ha, you are, is it not heartache to secretly love?" Mr. Rangka's question without answer, I pondered for a moment.

"Censions?" Mr. Rangka surprised my daydream. I was a little disappointed why Mr. Rangka was insensitive, even though I had a heavy crush on Mr. Rangka. Sincere and sincere, even though illness or killer said people, I still love.

"Yes, Sir?"

"What kind of guy do you like?"

"Male type? Me, Sir?"

"Yes dong you, I did not talk about ghosts."

"I like grown men like Lee Min Jo" I replied honestly.

"Lee Min Jo's? Korean Actors? As far as I know he is not Lee Min Jo, but Lee Min Ho," he said as he stared fixedly at me. I glanced away from the look in her eyes that turned sad.

"That's your hope. Then you were once flanked by Lee Min Jo you were?"

"We never kiss, upssss .... " Ohhhh, my goodness, please again. Gawat, may-can Mr. Rangka consider me a cheap woman by revealing ever kiss with Lee Min Jo.

"That's right sir, my lips were stained for the first time by Mr. Rangka, and Lee Min Jo I mean is .... "

"Who?"

"Who, what do you mean, sir?" I was suddenly in a daze. In this Mr. Rangka car I can be honest in any case with Mr. Rangka, and I was really disappointed when Mr. Rangka was insensitive that I loved Lee Min Jo aka Mr. Rangka.

"Wahhh, it's up to us. Come down, and take this." Mr. Rangka thrust a paper bag that contains nothing. Our arrival at Carita Beach, helped me avoid embarrassment and nervousness because I often miss talking.

"We'll reconnect with our conversation in the car when we get home. Now have fun with my son, make Glassy happy" he asked. I nodded and understood what Mr. Rangka meant.

"Later we change clothes in beach costumes, you wear the costume that I love. We have rented one room to replace, even for us to sleep together can also," said Mr. Rangka ended with a smile. Mr. Rangka is getting weird, sometimes provoking my feelings that increasingly bring love for Mr. Rangka, but Mr. Rangka sometimes looks like a joke.

"Sorry, just kidding. You are not to be entered into the heart, yes," he said straighten. That's right, isn't it? Mr. Rangka was just joking, he let me provoke my feelings to love but Mr. Rangka is insensitive.

Carita Beach

"Ohhhh, how is the swimsuit like this? It's too open. The hell time I wear this and see Mr Rangka? So shy. Mr Rangka what does it mean to give this mini swimsuit?" So confused, I finally came out of the dressing room with the office clothes I was wearing earlier from home.

When I left the room, Mrs Catly, Mr. Rangka and Glassy looked at me in surprise.

"Tante, why haven't you changed her clothes with the one you love?"

"Anu, baby. Her clothes are too minimal. Aunty won't wear it," I replied giving an excuse.

"Papaaa, I don't want to swim if Aunt Sensi doesn't accompany me." Glassy yelled and sulked, she wouldn't swim if I didn't.

"No, you must be swimming with Aunt Sensi, really," cheeked Mr. Rangka while pulling my arm covering the other room.

"Sensi, let's dong wear his swimsuit. Here's your swimsuit. That one is just testing your faith. And apparently you're not tempted. You apparently do not want to show your aura in front of me yes," said Mr. Rangka while offering another paper bag containing a more polite swimsuit. I was so confused, what exactly is Mr Rangka planning?

And finally we had fun at Caria Beach. Glassy is so happy. The four of us were like a little family who loved each other. Many of our familiar photos were taken. Even the photo of Mr. Rangka who had bribed seafood into my mouth was there.

When our activities were almost over, suddenly a tragedy happened. Mr. Rangka assmanya back crowded. Immediately I booked Mr. Rangka into the hotel room we rented. Mr. Rangka I lay slowly on the bed.

I'm freaking out, so is Ms. Catly, especially Glassy. The little girl cried seeing her Papa in pain from asthma. I was busy looking for Mr. Rangka's inhaler, but nil the inhaler I was looking for somewhere.

"Tante, please Papa, heal Papa," urged Glassy to beg. I became confused what to do, while inhaller Pak Rangka I did not find when earlier said Mr. Rangka had been taken from the car.

"Sensi, use artificial breath" Ms. Catly's advice caused me to panic even more.

"Artificial breath? What's it like, Mom?" many wonder.

"Wear your mouth and give air through your mouth. Later Rangka will get oxygen intake, let's hunt, this is an emergency," urged Bu Catly panic. I was dumbfounded to hear Mrs Catly's advice, that means my lips should stick to Mr Rangka's lips?

"Ok, so that you can calm down in giving his artificial breath, we'll both come out. Quickly implement it immediately." Ms. Catly and Glassy left the room, now it's just me and Mr. Rangka.

Without, having to go through word of mouth, I finally have the sense in giving artificial breath to Mr. Rangka. Oxygen from my mouth, I blow through my fingers that I deliberately make like a funnel. And the oxygen came in through that slit of my hand.

Ten minutes later, Mr. Rangka was finally able to get back to normal after I had blown oxygen through my finger slit. I am grateful and smiling happily.

"Thank you dear," said Mr. Rangka while hugging me and giving something unexpected. My heart suddenly thumped, when Mr. Rangka gave a reply to my success in giving artificial breath. Deep and old.