My Beloved Baby Sitter's

Eps. 56

Wulan POVs

I lay down uneasily, for some reason it felt like my heart was not calm.

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The sound of a small clock seconds on the wall of my room was echoing.

Usually drowsiness has crawled my tired body all day because sometimes I run after Rayyan to make the child spend his lunch.

Or jump around like a rabbit every little boy was playing around with dinosaurs and I had to play my part as his prey.

It was exhausting, but it was also fun whenever he heard the boy's crisp laughter.

But this time even fatigue and soreness were unable to make me fall asleep.

Sir hasn't come home yet, I haven't heard the sound of his car.

I got up from my sleep and sat on the edge of the bed, playing the master-given smartphone.

Rereading the rows of messages that sometimes made me smile unconsciously.

For a moment I heard the sound of a car engine roaring out there,

"Astagfirullah"

Suddenly I heard the sound of irah beristighfar, the boisterous voice of some people was heard from outside.

What's up, huh?

It didn't take long, I went out to see what happened.

The living room lights on, Ms. Irah seemed to cry as much as she could, Mr. Amat and the security guard also looked worried and agitated.

Some of the men I didn't recognize seemed to be talking to them.

Who're they? A guest? What the hell is it?

"Bi...?" My speech

"Neng, mr. neng. Huuu uuuu" bi Irah cut while continuing to cry.

"Master why?" I asked with confusion mixed with worry.

However, Bi Irah's cry clearly signified that something bad happened to master.

I was worried, confused, and at the same time afraid of being mixed with curiosity.

"Master of neng accident, this is sir the police said now the master at the hospital, huuuhhuuuu" bi Irah kept sobbing.

My knees suddenly felt weak, my throat suddenly bitter.

My feelings that were not feeling well had anything to do with this? A hunch?!

"Udah Bi, now we are ready to go to the hospital, we see the condition of the master" said Mr. Amat.

"Neng Wulan keep the house, let aunt same Pak Amat there" said the middle-aged man again.

I who had been frozen a few minutes ago was jolted because of the words of Mr. Amat.

It felt like I wanted to cry, hearing the man who filled the recesses of my heart being hurt alone there. How's condition?

"No sir, let Wulan who went there the same Mr. Amat. Bi Irah at home, what if the mistress at any time needs a bi Irah" I said quickly and tried to look strong.

Bi Irah who was still sobbing nodded, agreeing to what I said.

Not without reason, Madam Andini just want to calm down if bi Irah who takes care of all her needs.

The last time I went into his room, I got this scar on my forehead.

"Yes, I hope you don't do anything?!" Said bi Irah while squeezing both of her fingertips with apparent worry on her face that was beginning to wrinkle.

"Yes, let's go" replied Mr. Amat to me.

"In the meantime, Wulan changes clothes first" I said as I rushed back into the room to change my sleeping pajamas with a pair of jeans and a long-sleeved t-shirt and a jacket.

My mind kept running around, imagining terrible things happening to master that made my tears unstoppable again.

Foolish and silly thoughts, master must be fine! I kept cursing, cursing myself imagining bad things happening to master.

It won't happen, I don't want it to happen.

Tuaann hold on, please !

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"Master must be fine yes neng" said Pak Amat while continuing to drive the car.

Why did it feel so long just to get to the hospital.

I want to see her soon, is she okay?

I was so anxious that my legs and hands did not stop moving during the journey.

Tap.tap.tap..

Amat and I ran, rushing to the VIP inpatient room following the on-duty nurse tonight.

"Please" said the woman in the white uniform as she pushed open the door of the bright room with clean white paint.

I immediately lunged in, the tears that had been piling up in the eye pelukan slowly melted and drained my cheeks.

I just kept quiet, looking at the man. A man who loved his son.

A man who could make me feel so comfortable around him, even though I knew it was wrong.

Now he was just lying weakly helpless, with an infusion hose in his hand.

His head appeared wrapped in bandages with blood stains still a little visible.

His left leg also appeared wrapped in bandages.

"Did he sleep?" I asked the nurse who was checking her condition.

"He passed out many times, according to the doctor, because of trauma to his head. But at this time the patient's condition has improved enough" the nurse replied before it passed out.

"Thankful Thank God that you are fine, I am relieved to hear it" said Mr. Amat who was standing behind me.

I just nodded without diverting the slightest look of my eyes from master.

If only I could, it felt like I was eager to hold his fingers to give him a little strength.

Even my chest rumbled violently, I wanted to hug her, accompany her through her difficult times at the moment.

It's been almost an hour, and I'm not tired of sitting next to the safe.

Pak was very seen sitting on the sofa, occasionally down and almost fell asleep because of drowsiness.

"Sir, sir very much" I shook the old man's shoulder to wake him who was already half asleep.

"Yes neng" he replied as he looked up at me.

"Father go home, let the wulan take care of you here. Who knows if Irah needs help sir very long Wulan here" I said to him, pity if men as old as himself had to wait in the hospital.

"But Neng Wulan will be alone?" The answer.

"No sir, there will be nurses, there will be doctors" I said, answered with a nod of the head. Then say goodbye to returning home.

I know, the middle-aged man is too tired if this night has to stay up.

At the age of no longer young, caring for someone in the hospital is not an easy matter.

After the miss, sir very much, I sat back beside the bed, next to the master who slept.

His eyes were closed with a paled face.

I ventured to hold her fingers.

Am I being too rude?? Let it be, I just want to channel my love to her without needing her to know.

I don't know how long I kept looking at his peaceful face, until the drowsiness finally defeated my defense.

"Aaaaakkkkhhh..bang Raaayyy !! Huhuang.hhuu"

I jumped to hear the sound of cries and screams being held back.

I quickly opened my eyes, looked at the master who turned out to be conscious and opened a few of his eyes.

A sweat splashed down his face, with breaths of stinginess and confusion. Did he just want to?

Ahh it's not important, obviously my lord jason has come to his senses.

"Master, master is conscious??!! Thank goodness!!" I said, but he was still flustered and confused.

"Master why are you crying??" I saw the clear liquid that was shed from both of his eyes, and master rubbed it for a moment.

"Wulan" he said, while pulling my body slowly with his still weak hands.

My body did not resist, I slowly was in his arms. I let her hold me, I could feel her rapid heartbeat, and a sobbing sobbing spout out of her mouth.

She crying?? Wh why? What the hell is going on??

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