My Beloved Baby Sitter's
part. 13
"Be careful" said Jason, wringing his wife's arm. Wulan refused to use a wheelchair. The woman was tired from lying down too much.
Jason met his wife carefully, while Mr. Amat was behind him carrying a bag of clothes from the hospital.
"Mother?" Little Rayyan ran to find Wulan and the father coming home.
"Mother why?" Asked the boy with a worried and sad face. Wulan almost cried because she remembered how the recent times Rayyan felt a little away from her. But today the boy greeted him when he first set foot home.
"Mother is not papa, just a little sick, but has recovered really," he replied while stroking Rayyan's hair that approached him.
"Ray, let the mother rest?!" Jason interrupted.
"Mas." Wulan shook her head warning.
"Ray want to sleep with dad and mom tonight? Mother misses Ray at all," Wulan continued to Rayyan, even though Jason's face disagreed. The woman misses, so what's wrong. After all, a little boy like Rayyan would not make it why, right?
"Benefit mother?" The boy's eyes were round, the grudges and fury he had saved the past few days from being disappointed was like being dabbled with dew. He also misses his mother.
"But...."
"Look Ray," asked Wulan regardless of her husband's objections. Rayyan smiled and nodded, all Jason could do was shake his head.
The man did not mind Rayyan, but his wife's health was very important to take care of at this time.
"Eh you're home, Wulan? Already healthy?" Sarah suddenly came and approached.
"Tante is worried about you" he continued, stroking Wulan's frail shoulder.
"Aunty, Alhamdulillah," she replied smilingly.
"Excuse me Auntie, Wulan wants a break to the room, come on Ray."
"Where is Rayyan going? The mother will just come home from the hospital, let the mother rest first, you are the same Oma here." Sarah grabbed the boy's wrist.
But Rayyan's face looks very reluctant, why everyone really does not allow himself to be with his mother for a moment.
"It's okay Auntie, Wulan is fine, let Ray be with Wulan tonight."
Sarah was about to open her mouth, but Jason looked at her first with a dark gaze.
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"You mother," he answered with glowing eyes.
Jason came out of the bathroom wiping his wet hair with a towel. Rayyan had still slightly silenced him since then. The last time Jason scolded her back then still made her awkward.
The man then lay down on the other side of the bed. Listen to Wulan reading a storybook for Rayyan, about the cursed prince and feeling estranged even in the magnificent palace. And the curse can only be abolished if there is a girl who truly loves him sincerely.
"And they ended up living happily ever after." Wulan closed the book and smiled. Fairy tales always end happily.
Rayyan's eyes had not been completely shut but the little boy was already sleepy. Wulan stroked her head fondly, giving one kiss good night.
"What story book did you read?" Ask Jason.
"Beautiful and ugly" he answered.
"I mean I'm the ugly one." Jason smiled as he spread his head over his hands folded upwards.
"Why is that?"
"Because for so many years it felt like I was cursed and alienated, despite living in luxury," he replied as he looked at Wulan.
"You're there." Wulan shook her head as she continued stroking Rayyan's head.
"And finally the beauty came, the curse was gone," continued Jason rose and touched the wife's nose with his fingertips.
Wulan smiled and shook her head, but suddenly that fading smile was replaced with a twitch on her forehead.
His hand stroked Rayyan's blue ear lobe.
"Ray's ear why, um?" The woman got up in her seat slowly, unwilling to make Rayan who had just fallen asleep was awake.
"Why what?" Jason got up and stared at the direction where Wulan was pointing.
"Ah yes, a bit bruised," he murmured.
"I'll take the pain relief gel first, pity Ray, what's wrong with the door for running?" Wulan moved slowly, sliding the drawer and finding what she was looking for.
Jason frowned, staring at the face of the sleeping little boy. His face darkened once again, something stuck in his mind.
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