My Beloved Baby Sitter's

Eps. 81

"Mom, sir, Wulan said yes?" Wulan said while kissing the back of her wrinkled hands belonging to her parents.

Then hugged his sister, while ruffling the hair of his only puppet sister.

"Mbak left first yes, mbak wait tomorrow you are there" Wulan told his sister.

"Yes mbak"

Jason did the same, saying goodbye to both his in-laws and his sister-in-law.

"Son Jason, the father of Wulan ya" said the old man released his eldest son who now had to come with his husband.

"Yes sir, I must take good care of Wulan"

The three of them left with Herman. The others had left earlier this morning.

Along the way Jason clutched the body of the wife.

Wulan rested her head on her husband's chest.

Ahh look at the fate of such a beautiful god, more than a month ago Wulan returned from the city to her village in hopes of forgetting Jason and all his love. Leave all his memories and half his heart there.

But look now, they're back in the city where love grew and developed as a married couple.

The journey from Wulan village to the town where Jason lived took almost half a day by car.

It was almost midnight by early morning when they got home.

Wulan smiled, finally fate brought him back into the gate of the house again.

The gate he left behind with millions of feelings left behind.

Now the woman is back to step in.

He remembered the first time, in his white uniform, his hands together with a large tote bag, accompanied by Bu Retno.

Getting into that house brings a desperate to work get the money for the survival of his family

But this time it's different, Wulan walks into the house as the hostess, Jason Hartono's mistress.

Life is so funny sometimes, like a spinning wheel.

Cinderella's story is real, not nonsense.

If God wills, then a ridge can really embrace the moon.

Wulan was still daydreaming about her suddenly changing life.

The woman stepped through the room that had been very familiar to her all this time.

Heading to his room first, the room he left a while ago.

Jason, who had been walking in front of him, was unaware that his wife was not following him.

"Darling, I take a shower?" Jason said without looking.

Be quiet! Wulan did not say what he had just said.

"Wulan?!"

Jason stared back, looking around for his wife in all his spacious rooms.

The man looked at the bathroom, empty!

Then looking at his walk in closet area, Wulan was not there.

"Wulan?!" Call jason.

The man stepped quickly down the stairs, shouting and kept calling would only wake the other occupants of the house.

Jason stepped quickly into the kitchen, maybe his wife was thirsty.

But there was no figure he was looking for there.

"Where the hell?" Mumbled confusion.

Jason's out, is it possible that his wife is out this late? Impossible! What it is for.

Jason reached into his pants pocket, picked up his cell phone and called his wife's number.

'triiiinnggg'

"Ah, sound..."

Jason kept calling, even so the man kept his hearing fixed looking for the source of the cell phone ring.

"That room??"

Sure enough, Jason opened the door to the room that Wulan used to occupy first.

His wife was curled up on the bed, even wearing shoes on her feet.

"Why sleep here anyway?" Jason muttered with a smile.

"Wulan, honey, why are you sleeping here? Let's move to our room!" Jason slowly shook his wife's body.

"Hmm? Whose room?" Wulan squirmed then rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand.

"Our room, upstairs! Why are you sleeping here?"

"Oh yeah, I'm sorry I forgot. I'm used to sleeping here, so I didn't realize it was coming in here" Wulan replied while struggling to get up.

It felt like his body was comfortably attached to his bed.

Feeling tired and sleepy really makes him lazy to move.

Again Wulan yawned, her eyes still half closed.

Jason looked at his wife in a fit of anxiety, Wulan's innocent face like that was really funny.

Reminiscent of Wulan's first time and hit him in the morning blind that time.

"Yes, I just carry it"

Without waiting for a response, Jason grabbed his wife's body and then lifted her up with both arms.

The surprised Wulan reflexively wrapped her arms around her husband's neck.

Does it look like a foreign movie? Styled in a bridal style?

"Mas, albinism. I can walk by myself"

Wulan rebelled, it felt so embarrassed to see people.

"Mas, albinism. Shame on anyone seeing"

Wulan flailed Jason's chest slowly, not intending to hurt. Just a protest over what Jason's doing.

"Who would want to see the middle of the mall" Jason casually ignored the Wulan protests, and immediately took his wife up the stairs to his room, yes their room more precisely.

Jason lowered Wulan's tiny body on his big size bed, theirs of course.

But Wulan hurriedly tiptoed up.

"Why?" Jason frowning.

"I'm going to the bathroom, I'm going to clean up"

Wulan replied to the bathroom in the room. The bathroom is spacious, almost four times wider than the bathroom in the village.

Wulan washed her sore body here and there with warm water.

It feels comfortable, despite taking a bath in the late evening.

Jason seemed to be sitting with wet hair, his clothes had also been changed with a shirt and knee-length sweatpant.

It seems that man has taken a shower.

"Lhoh, have you taken a bath?" Wulan.

"Honey, here" Jason patted the bed beside him, making Wulan gulp violently.

Again his mind wandered, would this be the time?

Why was his heart so doubtful and afraid of the first night. The first night was delayed. How is this, what's it like to be sick?

"Well.where are you bathing?" Tanya wulan dispelled the sudden sense of nervousness.

"In my study, there's a bathroom too" Jason replied casually.

Jason leaned his body on the headboard, then pulled the wife's arm, forcing Wulan to sit in front of him.

"You tired?" Jason looked at his wife's blushing face, but those eye bags couldn't lie. Obviously his wife was tired and sleepy.

Wulan just nodded, quickly Jason pulled Wulan to sleep beside him.

The man slowly peeked at Wulan's forehead, a warm feeling running through his forehead. Maybe his whole face.

"Yes, now rest first, I'm sleepy too. Good night" Jason said as he once again landed a kiss on Wulan's forehead.

Jason spread his body sideways to Wulan, while his hands were wrapped around his wife's plate.

The man began to close his eyes, it didn't take long for a smooth snoring to be heard from Jason's lips.

Wulan looked at the face of the husband who was sleeping peacefully, perhaps too tired.

I don't know why there was a slight taste in his heart.

Relieved, but also disappointed. I don't know.

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