My Beloved Baby Sitter's

part. 08

Since that day Wulan felt Rayyan's increasingly indifferent attitude. In the past, Rayyan was always spoiled for her, everything that the boy needed was always asked to Wulan. Now, Rayyan will only be spoiled on the Oma.

Wulan was glad Rayyan could finally accept Sarah's presence, but in the depths of her heart was tucked away a sadness and envy at Rayyan's change now.

A week passed, Wulan's condition gradually improved. It feels lingering activity on a wheelchair makes it saturated. Wulan was a hard worker, but her pregnancy forced her to do nothing.

"Darling, don't you really want me to stay?"Jason stroked Wulan's stomach affectionately, his body kneeling in front of the wife in a wheelchair. Occasionally stick his ear on the stomach that slightly bulged it. Although the suit had wrapped neatly the gallant body.

"It's okay, ma'am. There are many people at home."

"Ck, but I don't think I want to go." Jason pursed his lips, suddenly acting like a child.

"But your business matters, too," Wulan stroked the head on her lap, her hair neatly combed with shiny Pomade.

Jason sighed, "dad go for a second huh, baby. The day after tomorrow you go home again, don't be fussy. Don't make your mother bother." Jason stroked Wulan's stomach, having a dialogue with the little fetus that was growing there.

"Yes dad, don't worry. Mother same grandpa many who take care of kok." Wulan mimicked the voice of a child, making Jason smile with anxiety.

There's a project monitoring cooperation with the Jade corp in the next town. Bianca's resignation from the project had an impact on several things. Director Johan, Bianca's father directly invited Jason to meet as well as review the course of the project.

So today Jason has to leave, done or not but Jason is determined to go home the day after tomorrow. He does not want and may not be able to get away from his wife in the current condition. If possible, it feels like Jason wants to send a representative, but director Johan asked to meet directly with him.

With a heavy heart Jason left Wulan and Rayyan temporarily.

Her departure was beautiful together and some company staff. While he remained very much at home, the presence of the old driver was indispensable for the mobility of Jason's family. Especially because lately Rayyan asked sir very to deliver and pick her up school. And Jason complied with his nephew's request, not wanting Rayyan to be angry with him and Wulan for longer, even though it felt Rayyan was starting to stay away from them.

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Next morning...

"Yes, Oma." Little rayyan nodded.

Sarah smiled, then grabbed Rayyan's little backpack, put it on her grandson's back. When they were ready, the two walked out of the room and began to go down.

"Wulan's not up yet, bi?" Sarah asked as she looked around the dining room.

"It's madam, but masij's in the room."

Sarah pursed her lips to form the letter O, "oh, yes bi.. Can I ask for help? My body again not good, maybe soy sauce, can buy herbal medicine in the market?" Pinta Sarah with hopeful eyes.

"What are you, madam? Maybe I can make it."

"You pegel linu, bi. But I prefer artificial herbal medicine sellers. So please bi, buyin. Please aunt Rayyan to school together sir very." Sarah bit her lip as she finished the sentence.

Bi Irah thought for a moment before finally nodding, there might not be any harm. After all, it seems the need for kitchen spices has also begun to thin out. "Good, madam. Then I'll get ready first." Bi Irah leaned her body backwards. While a meaningful smile was drawn on Sarah's face that began to wrinkle.

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"Daa, Mom." Rayyan shouted from behind the car door while waving her little hand.

"Daa darling," replied sarah who also waved her hand.

When Rayyan and Irah's car disappear behind the fence, Sarah immediately moves into the kitchen. Prepare a bowl of soup and fruit juice. His hand reached into the pocket of the trousers he was wearing, taking out a small package, the white powder he began to pour on the glass filled with juice, as his eyes looked around. Making sure no one else sees what he's doing.

The grin on his face did not fade as he stirred up the juice that had been mixed with white powder earlier. "All the treasures of the Hartono family will belong only to my grandson," he said as he continued to smile cunningly.

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