My Beloved Baby Sitter's

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Wulan put the smartphone in her grasp, Bianca just contacted him.

Told him he'd stop by his house in the morning.

And what came out of his mouth was just yes..

Why can't he just go on a show, refusing to save himself.

Sometimes the girl curses herself for her naivety and naivety.

If only his parents were able, he would want to continue his education, become a learned person.

Actually Wulan also realized, by accepting Jason's request to help him he also had to be ready with all the risks that must happen.

But for some reason now that he had been halfway through the journey, his confidence was gone.

What he was about to face, what would happen, what if he let down his boss, all piled up making the girl's mind ache.

Amid the feeling of fatigue that ensued, again his phone rang.

With an overwhelming sense of laziness, Wulan tried to see who was calling her.

It turned out to be a short message from a number that was again unknown to him.

But Wulan was pretty sure that it wasn't Bianca, before Bianca's number had been saved.

(Have you eaten?)

(Who is this?)

(J )

(J who?)

(Indeed, how many Js do you know here?)

"What the fuck is this? Not important" murmured Wulan himself.

Throwing her phone on the bed, the girl ruffled her own hair in a huff.

Thinking of his fate being so complicated here.

He just wanted to work quietly, but look at how he ended up stuck to a situation he himself could not handle.

Loving her employer can already be said presumptuous, especially her employer who is married and has a child that can already be said to be insolent

Now he's on a show of lying to a woman he doesn't know at all, pretending to be Jason's girlfriend and covering up his employer's marital status.

"Aaaahhhhhhhh" the girl looked riled up, her eyes reddened with unstoppable tears.

Triiiignggg.....

The voice of his cellphone rang again when Wulan was sniffling.

There was a feeling of anger, disappointment and regret mixed into one making his chest tight.

Triiiinngggg

The girl got up and picked up the phone lying around, with a huff she answered the call of the unknown number, the bully number.

"What!!???" Wulan raised while yelling.

" what are you?"The voice on the other end, a voice he was very familiar with.

"Sorry sir" Wulan wiped her tears slowly.

"What's the matter, why do you seem to be angry?" Jason asked worriedly at the end.

"No sir, forgive me" Wulan replied regretfully.

"Are you angry because of my message?" Jason asked to make sure.

"No sir, sorry I thought it was a prank, sir, I didn't know it was a message from you" the wulan tried to explain, his voice seemed to tremble.

Soon Jason turned off his call without saying anything more.

And this made Wulan so sorry, for making her master angry.

The girl was so frustrated, all the problems that piled up had not been resolved and now added to the results of her mind that was afraid to make her do something stupid.

Jerking his employer.

(Yes wrong himself also Jason use initials-initials all rich abege 🙄)

All Wulan could do again was cry.

He wanted to spill his feelings, share his feelings with someone, but here the girl was alone. Without friends or relatives.

Calling her mother in the village was impossible, she did not want to worry her family.

Beautiful, the secretary's name flashed through his mind, but unfortunately Wulan did not have the woman's contact.

Ibram??? Yeah, maybe Ibram can help. At least hearing his grievance, it would slightly ease his heart and mind that was starting to get tired by all these problems.

The girl got up, headed for the bathroom to clean her face and prepared to head to Ibram's apartment located two floors above hers. The bell sounds.

Ting.tong...

"Who is it?" The girl muttered while stepping her feet faster to know who her guest was.

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Hello, old maap ya!! insyaallah later malem up again.

as always, don't forget to follow the trail.

thank you!!

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