My Beloved Baby Sitter's

Eps. 59

Jason smiled as he leaned his head against the hospital bed.

To be honest his body was still so painful and stiff, even the wound on his forehead was also painful and made his head dizzy.

But for the sake of being able to go home as soon as possible, it was not felt at all.

Wulan only occasionally looked at him while packing some of his luggage in a large tote bag.

The girl shook her head while recalling the events of this morning when the doctor finally chose to budge in the endless debate with Jason.

Outpatient application or rather Jason's order to allow himself to go home soon finally fulfilled, with a note there must be a signature statement for the removal of hospital responsibilities in case of health risks to Jason who is no longer the patient of the hospital.

And of course Jason agreed to it very quickly.

"Everything is done sir, the administration has also been completed" reported beautifully as he entered the room.

The woman sighed, the man who had been his boss for years seemed to be smiling knots. As if not realizing that the shape of his face and body was completely messy, it resembled someone who had been beaten up by market thugs.

"Thank you, let's go home now" Jason replied in a voice that was (of course) still very weak.

But the twinkling in his eyes radiated a fiery spirit.

Beautiful does not know for sure what really happened, but the woman knows very well this is not far from the business about Wulan, the innocent girl who became the first love of her boss.

***

"Well, why's dad??" Welcome Rayyan in the sling bi Irah standing on the porch of the house.

The boy's clear eyeballs looked teary looking at the condition of the man who was sitting on a wheelchair and had just got out of the car.

From his face was clearly emanated sadness enveloping the boy's heart seeing what happened to Jason, the man he always called the father.

"O Allah, sir, thank God you are fine" Bi Irah no less hysterically welcomed her master.

"I'm not papa kok" said Jason as he replied with a smile engraved on his lips.

Rayyan sagged from the middle-aged woman's arms and then ran to greet her father who was now approaching.

"Dad, why so rich mommy? You can't walk??" Rayyan asked with plain rounded eyes.

"Dad is not papa, soon to be healed. Dad's leg just hurts a little, tuh" said Jason while pointing to his left leg wrapped in bandages.

***

"I'm going downstairs, I'm going to meet Jason!! Take me down right now" cried Andini as she slammed her dinner plate that Bi irah brought.

"But madam, the condition of the master is not healthy, maybe the master is resting now" he said.

"That's why I want to see Jason, you idiot!! I want to know his condition" Andini snapped with a glare.

"But madam-" bi Irah looks so awkward.

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Meanwhile under-

(Jason chose to temporarily stay in the guest room, to make it easier for everyone to help him when he needs help with his current condition)

"I'm full of Wulan" replied the man throwing his face the other way.

"One more spoon, sir, after that you take the medicine and rest" said Wulan.

"Aaakkk" the girl opened her mouth, showing a funny expression similar to feeding a small boy.

Making Jason unwillingly chuckle a little, then opened his mouth to accept the last bribe from Wulan.

She painstakingly fed him, then gave Jason a few pills to drink.

"Wait" said Jason heavily while holding Wulan's wrist as the girl was about to move from her seat beside Jason's bed.

"Yes sir?" He answered while looking back at Jason seriously, finding out if the master needed any more help.

"I'm home, now fulfill your promise. Answer my question last night" Jason said seriously.

"Aakhhpp" Wulan prepared and reflexively closed her lips with one hand.

Right, that's the promise he made last night to buy time. And with a very clever man in front of him it makes everything faster than he expected.

"So what's the answer?" Jason asked as he pulled Wulan closer, forcing the girl back to sit where she was before.

What should it be now? He can't run anywhere anymore.

His feelings and heart were already completely trapped and trapped even further.

Should he answer what he feels, or brush it off again and again?

No, it's too late to go back.

His heart thrashed hoping to be listened to, beating his logic once more.

"Do you feel the same way I feel for you?" The urge for Jason again tightened his grip on Wulan's soft fingers.

"I.iya sir" he continued in an overly slow voice.

Very slowly, almost whispering. But Jason could clearly hear the girl's melodious voice like a beautiful voice running through her auditory senses. The answers she dreamed of adorned her every night in anxiety.

Now Wulan was drowning in agitation, the heat running down each side of her face.

The girl bit her lower lip, closing her eyes between fear and embarrassment.

An arch adorned the corners of Jason's lips, his suddenly gray eyes sparkling. His lips suddenly couldn't speak.

It was like a dream, his heart was like partying with fireworks inside.

If you can feel like the man jumped up and shouted so happy.

"But--" said Wulan hanging.

"But what?" Ask Jason quickly.

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