My Beloved Baby Sitter's

Eps. 50

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"dad not Keja?" Ask little Rayyan on the sidelines of their breakfast.

Wulan glanced briefly at Jason, that was also Wulan's question from earlier.

It was a rare thing to find his master at home in the morning like this. Not never, of course never it's just that Jason rarely does.

"No, today I want to be home, Ray learned" Jason replied as he stroked his nephew's hair.

"But lay belajal same om gulu ibam same mbak ulan" replied Rayyan innocently.

"Indeed, if you're with Ray, learn why? Can't you?!" Jason asked little Rayyan, but moments later threw his gaze at Wulan.

"May you father" Rayyan replied nodding with her mouth still full of rice.

Wulan looked down, Jason's behavior this morning was strange as usual.

But Wulan did not want to ask anything even though honestly curiosity filled his heart, there was actually a sense of pleasure tucked away when he knew Jason remained at home today, he would see his master more often today.

Strange girl, loving in worry. With a very unstable feeling. Actually Wulan was just confused what to behave like after everything that happened between them.

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"Good morning" Ibram said as the man began to enter Jason's residence accompanied by Irah who had previously opened the door for him.

"Good morning" Jason replied flatly.

Jason's facial features suddenly turned a little hardened, with eyebrows that were linked.

Anyone knew the meaning of displeasure emanating from his facial expression. But that doesn't affect Ibram at all.

The man was still as relaxed and generous as ever.

"Om gulu hali, I want to go with you, can you?" Rayyan asked innocently with an adorable look.

"Of course, why not" Ibram replied as he ruffled the little man's bangs.

Today Rayyan was so excited, her favorite people gathered together to accompany her to study.

The teacher who is now his idol, makes little Rayyan aspire to one day become someone cool like Ibram.

Without him knowing the three adults beside him with their respective minds connected by an unpleasant thing.

A relationship that involves complicated feelings.

There was not much to talk about, or rather Jason was more silent and watched his nephew study cheerfully with Ibram. Jason seemed to take a deep breath.

It seems so impossible to dismiss Ibram from the work in this house as planned.

Ibram seemed really professional and was not at all bothered by Jason who suddenly accompanied Rayyan. But in the heart of curiosity it is actually taking over his attention.

While Wulan, ah the girl really hates being stuck in this kind of situation.

Being between Jason and Ibram once again really made the air around him feel congested.

Does no one else realize besides himself that the two men look like two different poles? The girl only let out a small sigh and did not want to get involved in a fight with anyone between the two men.

He looked down even more, occasionally staring at Rayyan alone. It's a really awkward and awkward situation.

"After this, can we talk to you for a minute, Mr Ibram? Or should I just call Mr Arya?" Jason asked sarcastically to surprise both Ibram and Wulan.

"Sure" Ibram replied briefly, still with a smile as usual.

Ibram follows Jason's steps towards his study above.

"Please" said Jason, allowing Ibram to sit on the sofa in the room.

Ibram nodded, then landed his body on the soft sofa.

His eyes looked around, a room with a monocromatic dominance. It looks very spacious and comfortable.

With a work desk complete with a few piles of files a little messy.

And a set of sofas where he was sitting right now.

"Soft drink?!" Bargain Jason while opening a small refrigerator located in the corner of the room answered with a nod of Ibram's head.

"So what exactly do you want to talk about sir?" Ibram asked with a sudden serious look on his face.