The Feel's
babysitter girl part 1
“What's the phone? Didn't I tell you I want to go home?” said Bagas with a ketus from inside the room while tidying his work desk.
“I want to tell you there is a package for Father. Do I need to take you to the Father's room right now?” hail that secretary.
“No need, let me go down by myself to pick it up,” replied Bagas firmly.
“So the President wants to go down to take his package at the respsionis?” ask the secretary, make sure she doesn't hear wrong.
“Iya,” replied Bagas briefly and immediately rushed home. “The package came in time,” muttered Bagas, smiled faintly then walked out of his room.
Quickly, Bagas went downstairs. When Bagas passed by, all his employees saluted.
After arriving at the lobby, the employees who served at the receptionist immediately greeted him. ”Good day, President.”
“Siang, where is my package?”tanya Bagas, looking at the woman behind the reception desk.
“Shortly, President. I will get,” said the employee immediately took a medium-sized box under the table, “ini, President,” said the employee, handed the box with a smile.
“Does the President want to attend an event with that gift?” tanya Ratna, one of the repsionists in her company.
“Iya,” reply Bagas.
“The gift must be for a person who is very special for the President,” added Ratna smiling seductively while raising her eyebrows.
“True,” Reply Bagas.
Hearing that, Ratna increasingly wanted to tease Bagas.“That guy must be a woman,” guess Ratna.
Bagas quickly nodded. “Sure. Because that woman is so special, more than anyone else in my life,” was obviously Bagas, smiling faintly.
Ratna murmured wow then said, “Surely she will be very happy. I'm so envious.”
”Thank you, I'll go home first, yeah?” pamit Bagas smiled as he patted Ratna on the shoulder and immediately left with the gift.
“That's lucky the woman got such a handsome, rich, smart, and sexy man,” Ratna murmured. His eyes seemed to sparkle and his lips smiled widely as he looked at the sturdy back of Bagas who was slowly moving away from the lobby.
Bagas drove home in a car.
At Madam Suyatmi's house, Madam Suyatmi's sister grumbled about Bagas. “How is it, your beloved granddaughter has not even come on an important day like this,” lamented Mr. Andy cynically. Madam Suyatmi's family sister from the beginning did not like Bagas. They did not want Bagas to get the slightest inheritance from Madam Suyatmi.
Only Andin who likes Bagaskarena Andin save the heart for his cousin's brother.
“Jaga said, I am not choosy, maybe he is still busy or stuck in traffic,” said Ms. Suyatmi.
“Ah! That's not an excuse. I just want to go home early to celebrate Brother's birthday,” said Mr. Andy, turning the eyeball while smiling obliquely.
“Do not equate you with Bagas. She had a lot of company to take care of,” bela Nyonya Suyatmi, did not accept her grandson insulted Andy.
“Kalo I have a lot of company, I will also keep coming to Sister's party on time.” Mr. Andy kept quibbling.
“That's because you're not lucky.” Iaberk. His feet were swaying and sweat began to rise on his forehead.Mr Andy turned his face towards the tree on his right.
“Just say that your brain is not smarter than Bagas,” scorned Madam Suyatmi while looking down on Andy. Feeling humbled, Andy snorted and grumbled inwardly.
In another place but at the same time, Bagas was on his way home. On the way, Andin, Bagas' cousin's sister, called him. “Halo, Brother, why haven't you come home yet? The show will start soon,” asked Andin while walking back and forth in the middle of the park.
“Where are your greetings?” reprimand Bagas.
“Iya,assalamualaikum,” greet Andin.
“Waalaikumsalam, I am on the road and maybe if it does not jam, I will arrive in thirteen minutes soon,” Bagas replied while driving. He realized there was a worried tone in Andin's voice.
“Hm so, yes it's fast because it's just you who haven't come, Brother,” pinta Andin.
“Iya I know and do not start without me yes,” reply Bagas smiled thinly then looked forward.
Instantly Bagas was wide-eyed when he saw a small child running to cross right in front of the muzzle of his car. A black and white plastic ball was bouncing on the asphalt of the road, chased by the little boy. Bagas immediately braked suddenly until his body leaned forward and his head hit the dashboard.
His heart rate was tight as if it was spurting his ears. The little boy was tens of inches away from the muzzle of his car. Bagas legs feel instantly limp. He looked up to check on the state of the little boy. Fortunately, the little boy was just a little nudged and fell slowly. At first glance does not appear to have serious injuries, at least only minor scratches. “Sorry, Andin, I have to turn off the phone,” Bagas said disconnecting the phone.
“What's up, brother?” ask Andin. Instead of answering, Bagas turned off his phone and got out of the car to check on the child.
“Are you hurt, little sister?” bagas asked worriedly while helping him stand up.
The boy nodded slowly. “Just a little sick, Sir,” replied the little boy named Tino.
“Where does it hurt?Here, let me check,” pinta Bagas pay attention to the little boy.
“Here, Mister,” said Tino, grimacing while showing his right shoulder.
While Bagas was examining the child's wounds, there came a young woman named Dwi Kusuma Umi Hani who was commonly called Kusuma. He came with a group of children. “What's wrong with you, Tino?” kusuma asked, looking worriedly at Tino.
“I got hit, Brother, but not too bad,” replied Tino grimacing softly.
Kusuma immediately stood up and looked at Bagas sharply. “You who have hit him yes!” accuse Kusuma of being angry with Bagas.
Bagas who was examining Tino immediately got up to his feet and looked at Kusuma in surprise. “So you're this kid's brother?” tanya Bagas pointed at Tino.
“Not, I'm the teacher,” Kusuma replied as he pulled Tino behind his back as if Bagas would hurt Tino.
“Ohh .. So you're the teacher of this kid, huh?” tanya Bagas nodded.
“Iya, what is it?” Kusuma asked back, his face looked challenging.
“I can report you for neglecting to look after your student's child and letting him play in the street,” Bagas said as he looked at the mistress of Kusuma.
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