My Beloved Baby Sitter's

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"What are you here for?" Ibram asked with a face full of questions.

Wulan was shocked to death, not expecting to meet Ibram here, in the wrong place and time.

"Ma..mas Ibram why is he here?" Wulan stammered asking.

"I do live here" replied Ibram.

"What are you doing here?" Ibram repeats questions that have not yet been answered.

'aduuuhhh, I have to answer whataa??? Think Wulan think!!!' inner Wulan panicked.

"Wulans?" Ibram was still waiting for an answer with a wondering face.

"That's it.me..that's.emm" Wulan stuttered in confusion.

His head was empty and could not think of any answer. Wulan actually did not have the courage to speak the truth because it concerned her master. He was afraid of being considered presumptuous to divulge Jason's personal affairs.

But how else, the girl was too innocent to make her own charade.

Ting...

"Sa..I came out first mas"

The elevator door opened on the 9th floor, Wulan wanted to get out immediately.

But of course Ibram followed him, the man's curiosity not answered at all.

"Wait, you haven't answered my question" Ibram said as he continued to follow.

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"Pretend fiancee??" Ibram asked in shock in disbelief.

Wulan just nodded, in the end he let Ibram into his apartment, yes more precisely Jason's apartment, and explained everything to Ibram.

He didn't have enough sense to cover up the truth of why he was in that place.

"So Mr Jason didn't admit to his wife?" Ibram did not understand.

Again Wulan just nodded in affirmation.

Ibram did work for Jason, but did not look deeper into the personal affairs of the people who hired him.

What's more, from the beautiful beginning who took care of his work with the "father" of Rayyan, his student.

Two years the man worked in the capital, before he was from the city of X.

That's why he lives alone in the apartment.

His apartment was on the 11th floor, which he bought a year and a half ago after a few months earlier living in a boarding house.

"I didn't expect it" Ibram said again, shaking his head.

Jason Hartono doesn't look that bad, but whose heart people know.

That's what happened to Ibram's mind.

They sank into silence for a few moments, dissolving into their respective thoughts.

Ibram still does not think that Jason is a husband who does not want to admit his wife, just because his wife is disabled.

Is not a married couple the same as having tied the promise and committed to looking after each other and being on their side when difficult or happy?

While Wulan was still in a dilemma whether what he had done was right or wrong.

Not by telling Ibram about all these plays is the same as being the one who betrays trust.

"Until Monday" replied Wulan.

"What about Rayyan?" Ask the glasses guy again.

"Say sir, den Ray is the same bi Irah for a while" replied Wulan.

"Yes, I want to go home first. Later that night we can meet again, we can eat at the cafe downstairs" said Ibram.

"Yes mas" wulan nodded while accompanying Ibram step out of the apartment.

Now Wulan herself, lay her body again on the soft sofa.

The place felt very quiet, only he was a resident.

Usually his days were filled with Rayyan laughter, the boy's cries, sometimes also his fussiness when sulking.

Wulan was used to it all, now when she was away from the boy just one day tucked away a feeling of longing.

The girl turned on the television to drive away the quiet, just looking at the soap opera on the glass screen.

Which features a drama about the usurper of the husband of the one who was struck by the doom.

Wulan shuddered in horror at the thought that she was the woman who seized the man's husband. Although the legal wife in the drama is a meek woman, it is inversely proportional to the terrible Andini.

Whatever the reason for usurping the rights of others who do not belong to him is a grave mistake.

And it had never been imagined in his mind before.

Over time the girl's eyes felt heavy, Wulan slept on the sofa with the television still on.

Trings.tring...

A loud voice rang out not far from where Wulan was asleep.

Trings.tring....

Many times the voice was heard, the voice of the cellphone that was somewhere.

Wulan stood up, rubbed her face while yawning a few times.

His eyes searched for the source of the sound, like it came from his room.

Sure enough, the latest mobile phone gave Jason who was lying on the table in his room it looks lit and sounds so loud.

Wulan immediately grabbed him, as a line of unfamiliar numbers emerged from the still-clear-looking call screen.

"Who yes" he murmured.

"Yes, hello" Wulan said as she raised the call.

"Hallo, wulan huh? It's bianca..."

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"Bie...Bianca?"

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