Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Misunderstand

I haven't felt in this house in nearly a month. People who initially look creepy are now like friends and even relatives. Arin and I are also more compact to keep the sky. Mas Damar himself was busy with his work. Within a week can be counted on the finger when he was at home.

Almost every Sunday, Dini never forget to visit. Sometimes he brings you some pecel rice from Bu Erna and Alvin? The man may have actually dove into the sea. Never once had any news from him, I did not care, which I am very grateful not to be completely put on him, because otherwise, maybe right now I'm busy spending tissue lamenting his disappearance.

This morning, I took the sky for a walk around the house. Arin was busy cleaning the room and the Sky's dirty clothes, so this morning we were just the two of us. These few days, the boy had a little flu, so I thought, the morning sunlight will keep him a little warm. While sunbathing, do not forget I invite him to play and sing, the sky looks so enthusiastic, he who was from the beginning very cheap smile, now more and more laugh widely.

A jazz honda enters the yard. The rear car door opened, revealing a figure that had not appeared on the surface for a long time. Though this month it felt so peaceful in his absence, so why should this morning there be him here.

Nyi Blorong's droplet woman smiled, certainly not a friend's smile, but a mocking smile. He walked closer towards me and the sky.

"Hello, Babu, sorry ops," he said pretently covering his mouth with both hands. Dramaism.

"What's your name? I forget. Uh but it doesn't matter either." I just shook my head to see his behavior, besides I don't need to get to know him.

After his indistinct bases, he lowered his head towards the sky.

"Hello, sweet boy, do you miss me? I miss you a lot too. Intentionally today I came here to take you for a walk," he told Sky. What if she knew that the baby missed her? I could only hold back the laughter of looking at her behavior.

"You, prepare the Star gear, today I will take him for a walk," Nyi Blorong's drip told me.

"Sorry, Miss. His name is Sky" I protested to him.

"As for who I'll call him. Who are you to set me up?" cut it with emotion. "You heard my orders, right? Prepare the gear!" his orders again with a higher tone.

"Sorry, Miss. The sky must not be taken out of the house without permission from Mas Damar, and that applies to anyone," I objected with great emphasis.

"You're getting bolder, yeah! I'm her mother-to-be! So those rules don't apply to me!"

"Sorry, Miss. I'm just following orders," answered me no less firmly.

"Sorry, Miss. Mas Damar is not home. He's out of town" I stopped him when I saw that woman was going to meet Mas Damar in the house.

"Oh, so. Alright. I'll call Damar later, now I'll take this kid away." The woman turned around and was about to take Heaven from her carriage.

Feeling the Sky was my responsibility, I pulled back the Sky chariot towards me. However, Nyi Blorong's drop seemed to not accept, he pulled the car again the collar. Attractive action also occurs.

The sky was crying hysterically at my and Angel's behavior. Seeing the sky scared, I took off my pull and was about to carry it, unexpectedly it turns out Angel also released his hand. The carriage slid towards the gate, I who was shocked immediately ran after him, fortunately there was a security guard who caught and stopped the Sky chariot. I immediately held the baby who was crying hysterically.

At the same time Mas Damar's car came. The man had just returned from Bali. It seemed that he was so furious to see what had just happened.

"What's this about? Why did this happen?" he looked at the sky crying hysterically. He took the child from my arms by force.

"It's because of your maid's misbehavior, Damar." Just as I was about to explain, Angel's voice interjected first.

"What does that mean?" ask Mas Damar Again.

"Look! He's too busy playing Mobile to not care about the sky." Again, the woman precedes me. He pointed to the bench I had previously sat on, and right there my phone lay.

"No, Mas." I shook my head trying to defend myself.

"Where is anyone ngaku! This is what just got discovered. Maybe it could have been worse than this before. Already, you just fire him, Mar!"

"Yes, Mas. It wasn't like that." Again, I tried to explain, but I had not finished speaking, Mas Damar's palm was already raised to face me, a sign that I should be silent.

Gusti, do not let Mas Damar believe in the drip of Nyi Blorong.