Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

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It turns out that the news that Fio is a nanny for his son has spread widely in the complex. But the news had burned the hearts of the three herbs that did crave attention to them, but instead Fio who got his luck. Because they felt unacceptable, three herbs immediately came to Fio's house.

Fio's mother who was sweeping the courtyard felt very surprised at the arrival of the complex herbalist ambassador simultaneously.

"Loh ... you know, what's going on?" asked Laila's mother in surprise when the three ambassadors of herbal medicine immediately broke in by calling Fio's name.

"Where's Fio, Mom?" ask Mala tea, the young widow who has the most jumbo dragon fruit.

Bu Laila fused her eyebrows in wonder because her son had never hung out with the ambassadors of complex herbal medicine, but suddenly they were looking for Fio.

"Hey ... Why are you looking for Fio? What business is it?" tanyakanya.

One of the herbalists approached Laila's mother and said that Fio had cornered the ambassadors. Fio is considered to have done a stabbing to them for having treated the son of Pak duren, their target man. Moreover, Fio can be free to go in and out of the house, sir Duren.

"Oh my goodness ... So that's the only problem that early in the morning you've been protesting Fio?" Ms. Laila shook her head and did not stop laughing. That made Fio along with Nesya out of the house.

"Well, that's the ringleader!" said Nining tea.

"Fio here you are!" mala tea jolt.

Fio along with Nesya also approached the herbal medicine ambassadors in his yard. With a sharp eyebrow, Fio asked, "What's up, tea?"

"No, no fucking pretentious! What do you mean we married? You have no morals! You will know that Mr. Duren is the man of our future husband. Why are you looking for a face for your son?" Mala tea could not help but feel sorry for Fio who could easily take care of his son Pak duren.

Fio held back his laughter like his mother smiling to herself while holding her broom.

Fio grinned while scratching his head, while Nesya instead hid behind Fio.

"Okay. Not to nikung, Tea. But maybe it was fate. Fio did not think that Sakya sir chose Fio to take care of Nesya," said Fio.

"That's your reason! The proof before that you have been in and out of the house of our future husband. You are still a virgin, find that husband who is a virgin, not a widower!" said Shanti tea

"Yes. Let the widower be the same as us-we are," continued Nining tea.

Fio could only waste his heavy breath. Dealing with the ambassadors of herbal medicine did have to think sanely, otherwise self would go crazy.

"Geez the most bohai herbalist, Fio did not feel the nikung of the ambassadors of herbal medicine. Fio was also surprised if he asked Sakya sir for his son's momong. He said Fio is suitable for his children to all learn to be a mother-to-be for Nesya hahaha ...."

After a satisfied laugh Fio immediately carried Nesya to run into the house. It was obvious that the ambassadors of jamu were feeling very upset. While stomping his feet, Mala tea said to Fio who had already closed the door. "Review you are Fi. I swear you Fi got a widower!"

"Udahlah Mala tea, go home to us. It's free to hit that kid. He's not our level" interrupted Nining's tea.

"Mr Laila, please tell me that Fio sent me away, Sakya sir! She was my future husband" said Mala's tea.

"Your husband's tea is Mal? My husband's candidate!" shanti tea protest.

"NO SODI!" yell Mala tea along with Shanti tea.

Ms. Laila who felt that the ambassadors had made a scene in her home immediately told the three ambassadors to leave the house.

"Basic women don't have jobs! Go home make a fuss at people's homes, I report the same RT sir later you guys!" get rid of Bu Laila.

***

In his room, Fio invites Nesya to play Nesya's Barbie doll that has been dainty beautiful by Fio. Even Nesya felt very happy when her Barbie doll was made new clothes by Fio.

"Auntie, who were they? why angry?" asked Nesya with her innocence.

Fio furrowed his brows when he heard the sacred title for him. It had been the umpteenth time that Fio had listened to that title and shuddered amusedly. How could Nesya possibly call her an aunt.

Taking a deep breath, Fio tried to give Nesya enlightenment.

"Beautiful Nesya, don't call auntie ya! Auntie's a call to old people. While I was young, it was not suitable to be called aunty," Fio protested softly.

Nesya who innocently rolled her eyeballs before she said, "But aunt Aish is still young just like aunt Fio."

Fio's heart pounded as Nesya spoke the name of a woman. Is that the name of his future wife, widower? Fio held onto his chest which felt hot.

"Aish's aunt" Fio's great-grandson.

"Yes. Aunt Aish is a grandmother's son who is far away," Nesya said again with her innocence.

Instantly Fio breathed in relief. Apparently the assumption is wrong. "Thank God," he said.

"But Nesya can't call aunt again! Call Aunty, how?"

Submissive Nesya just nodded her head and said, "Yes Aunt."

"Eh ... Don't Auntie! That's too old for me!" fio's protest quickly.

Fio seemed to think for a moment to find the right nickname for himself.

"Well ... How about call aunty, how about? Cooler, right?"

Again Nesya is just a beard to agree with Fio's words. "Yes aunty" said Nesya.

Fio smiled in satisfaction when he heard the proper nickname for himself. "That's smart. Whose son is it?" Fio slowly ruffled Nesya's hair.