My Beloved Baby Sitter's

Eps. 67

"quick little man." Urge Jason on Herman who was driving through the streets that began to sparkle by the flames of street lampposts and other vehicles.

"Good sir." The man replied as he stepped on the gas deeper, driving the car at high speed.

Several times Herman glanced at the boss sitting next to him.

Obviously the look on the man's face was so worried and impatient.

His eyes were staring at the street that was a little crowded, but Herman knew with certainty that Jason's mind was not in place.

What special was the village girl that made her cold-hearted boss suddenly so agitated?

The car enters the basement area of the apartment, with Jason impatiently opening the car door to get out and find his Wulan there as fast as he can.

Whether or not Wulan is in this place, one that Jason clearly understands. Ibram knows where Wulan is now.

"Be careful sir." Herman said as he got out and half ran around the car to help Jason.

"I'm okay man, I can myself I'm not that weak" said Jason dispelling Herman.

It was true, his chest that was overflowing with all emotions as if creating a great energy overcame the pain in his body.

At least now Jason knows his love never claps one hand, it's just a misunderstanding that keeps Wulan away from him.

A misunderstanding that he had to clear up right away to get his Wulan back and would not let go of her again at any time.

Herman rewinded his body, giving Jason space to move down despite clearly still being restrained with his support.

"Sir, let me help you" said Herman, who follows a slow jason, although for Jason it's the maximum step speed for now.

"Hemm" Jason nodded his head accepting Herman's help.

Herman carefully hired Jason to take the elevator to Ibram's apartment.

Such conditions attract the attention and eyes of several other apartment residents who happen to cross paths.

Ting.tong...

Silent

Ting.tong...

Still quiet

'Brackk..braakk...'

"Sir Ibram open the door!! Ibram!!!" Exclaim Jason with a depleted patience.

"Sir, relax! Don't make a fuss, or there'll be security guards driving us away" Herman tries to calm down his boss who's losing his temper.

"Ibraamm, open the door!!" Shouted Jason once more.

Ibram opened the door with a towel in his hand.

Her hair looked wet from the dripping water soaking up the polo shirt she was wearing.

"Sir Jason? Why yell" Ibram asked as his hand allowed Jason to enter.

"Where's Wulan?!" Jason almost lost control.

Ibram crossed his arms, looking at the man who looked wrapped in bandages here and there was suddenly acting haphazardly.

Yes, although Ibram knows for sure this is related to the problem of Wulan's disappearance.

"Please sit down first" Ibram replied calmly to his rival, rivals fighting over Wulan's heart.

"There is no need for Mr. Ibram, I have no time for hospitality. The most important one is where is Wulan?" Answer Jason.

"Initiation..beginning..." Shouted Jason many times.

"Sir, calm down sir! I beg you not to make a fuss" Herman pulled Jason's shoulder to calm down.

"Sir Jason, you come to my house and then yell like a man of no manners" Ibram a little started to lose his temper as well.

"I said there's no need to talk, Mr Ibram, answer where is Wulan now? I know Wulan was with you last night" jason said in a loud voice.

"Yes, he is with me! He sleeps here with me" Ibram replied lightly igniting Jason's emotions.

"WHAT?? YOU BASTARD!!!" as Jason could no longer be held back, his hands clenched with the flames of jealousy burned his heart.

'BUUUKK'

A raw bogem from his hand that was clearly still injured landed on Ibram's cheek.

Leaving a speck of blood dripping from the corner of his lips.

"Sir, I beg you sir" said Herman, again holding Jason's body.

Although Jason's energy injuries could not be taken lightly, the flames of jealousy burning his entire soul made his strength multiply.

Although now the wound in his hand was again gaping with blood that seeped back it was absolutely nothing compared to his heart that was sick at this time.

"What did you say??? My asshole?? I am no more a jerk and depraved than you who manipulates selugu women and is as good as Wulan for your benefit! A depraved man who could betray his own son and wife!!" Maki Ibram with anger ignited.

"Imagine it I'm disgusted, lucky Wulan chose the right choice to go and stay away from you!!" Ibram said cynically.

"So that mouth of yours" Jason snapped as he pulled the collar of the oriental man's shirt.

"Hahhh, look at your condition, Jason. I'm not going to hit someone as weak as you" Ibram said, rubbing the tip of his lips with his thumb, angering Jason even more.

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