Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

New Job

Chapter 18

New Job

I decided to order an ojek online to make it easier to find Mas Damar's address because honestly I did not really memorize the area around the Sky father's house.

Nearly forty-five minutes into the journey, I reached my destination. A magnificent house with modern architecture is presented before the eyes. A sight I rarely see.

"Mom, find who?" A man in a security uniform approached.

"Sir, is this Mas Damar's house?"

"Yes, this is Mr. Damar's house, what is it going to do, Ma'am?"

"Yesterday I was told he came here, I am Saras, the nanny of his son Mas Damar," I explained that made the forehead of the security sir wrinkled. Maybe he hesitated, but didn't I tell him the truth?

"Well, Mom, how come the morning?" A greeting sounded from the other direction. Me and the security man spontaneously looked towards the source of the sound. The driver who picked up Mas Damar yesterday came closer.

"Ah, yes, sir. After that I forgot not to ask first whether Mas Damar should come at what time," I said with a faint smile. The driver smiled at my words.

"Bro, he's Mr. Damar's guest, let me drive in" the driver told the father in blue safari uniform.

"Come, Ma'am, come in! You're awake, really, it was also out of sports in front of here," take the driver while walking first in front of me.

"Come, Mr. Iksan. I go first," I said to security sir.

"Well, how do you know my name?" tanyanya. I just smiled as I pointed my chin at the nickname on his chest. He followed me in the direction of my directions, before finally smiling.

I don't know where the driver went, while I was left alone standing in such a large room, it looks like the living room. If there is a mother, surely this big room is used for drying rice. Safe from rain and neighboring chickens.

"Hey, Race. Very early in the morning," said Mas Damar from the second floor stairs.

"Eh, yes, Mas. Afraid of bad luck later. Not to mention having to find an address first," I explained with a sweet smile.

"What was stray?"

"No, thankfully, the bulky guy knows."

"Good, deh. That's how I knew the others."

Mas Damar took me to the side of the house, there was a large pond that looked refreshing, so pingin fell, say tau out turned into a mermaid.

"Sir, know this Saras, who will take care of the sky. For the task of bathing, and taking care of the needs of the Sky still done Arin. Saras only I was assigned to supervise and ensure the safety of Heaven. It's not that I don't trust you guys, there's just something else that made me decide this." Mas Damar paused for a moment while staring around.

"It's my absolute decision, so I don't want to hear any rumours. There is also no envy and resentment because I feel Saras is privileged. If I hear something like that later, then don't blame if there will be decisive action. Understood?" ask Mas Damar firmly. Honestly, right now it's like I'm looking at the other side of Mas Damar. The man who originally looked calm now turned so authoritative and decisive in front of his men.

Some people were seen nodding, some were also answering in a soft voice. I just smiled awkwardly as some people looked at me. Aah .. This is going to be an invisible war like him.

"Ras, let me take you to the Sky room. There is Arin, the Sky baby sitter who will help you later," asked Mas Damar who I call.

I follow wherever Mas Damar goes. This time he went to the second floor, again I was amazed by the scenery. If the bottom floor is impressed with the elegant and luxurious design, on the second floor all is different. A warm and familial atmosphere radiates here.

There are several rooms visible here, maybe it is a bedroom, but why so many?can load one village. Mas Damar headed towards the very end of the room, it seemed to be the Sky room, as I could faintly hear the sound of crying from within.

The door opened, the sky was changing clothes aided by a woman, it seemed like the boy had just finished bathing, because he used to always cry if in the water.

"Sir," said Mbak-mbak who replaced the Sky clothes.

"Did she always cry in the shower?"

"Yes, Sir. Though I have also measured the heat content of the water but still Den Langit cry when bathing," obviously mbak-mbak who if not mistakenly named Arin it.

"Yes, stop. Arin, this is Saras who will watch over you and the sky. He is only in charge of guarding the Sky, for the business of bathing and cleaning the dirt of the Sky, it is still your duty," said Mas Damar with the same expression as in the kitchen earlier. Madam Arin nodded when she previously glanced at me with a smile.

"Yes, already. I'm ready to go to the office first. Race, happy work, huh? If you need anything just say the same Arin and mbak in the kitchen earlier. Oh, yes, about your salary, we'll talk about it later from the office" explained Mas Damar before he left.

"Sir, I beg for his help, we can share the task, it's not good if I just watch," I told Arin as I approached him.

"No papa, Ma'am. If that is indeed the order of Mr. Damar means it is my duty to obey him," replied Arin with a smile. This woman in front of me, her age is not older than me, her body is tall and crazy, her face is actually sweet. Very different from me, high maybe I win more, it's just a matter of body, what I often say cousin with LED TV, flat.

"Sara. Just call me Saras. I think maybe we're the same age."

"Okay, then you should also call me Arin. Finally, I have a friend of my age here, have you been to the house?" the question I answered with a nod. "Already at the age, there is no one to be invited to chat," he continued who with us laughed together.

Arin turned out to be a very pleasant person, as evidenced by our chat for a few minutes I had felt very click with him. The sound of commotion downstairs made me and Arin look at each other, holding the Sky, the girl invited me to see what was happening.

"Who, anyway, is that, Rin?" I asked when I saw an angry woman down there.

His body is arguably more ouchai than Arin, even said people he like a Spanish guitar. Her face full of make-up scratches makes her look like a barbie doll, pretty. Not to mention the luxurious bags and expensive clothes he wore, all looked perfect.

"His husband, he's Mr. Damar's future wife." Whats? Weight ... weight .. his rival passed above average.