The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTERS 102

"Mrs Sofia, wait!" exclaim Siska.

The middle-aged woman turned to the direction of the voice.

"Who are you? And how do I know my name?" tanyakanya.

"My name is Siska."

"Siska?"

"Have we met before?"

"We have never met."

"Lantas, how do you know my name?"

"Sir Bondan told me. I'm a housekeeper at Mr. Ray's house."

"The replacement for Zola apparently. Have you worked in that house for a long time?"

"It's only been about a month, ma'am."

"Is there anything you want to talk about?"

"I don't know much about Mr. Ray's family, but I've heard Mr. Ray or Suci several times say the name of the mistress. Sorry, they don't seem to like Madam very much."

"You're nobody, so I don't think you deserve to know anything about Ray's family."

"What if we talk about that ex-campaign nanny?"

"How do you know if Suci is Arsen's former nanny?"

"Of course I know. I even know who that girl is."

"Is he your friend?" ask Sofia.

Siska shook her head.

"Holy was once my half-brother."

"Sister-in-law?"

"really. His father and my late mother were married even though they were divorced" Siska said.

"What did the Saints ask you to work in this house?" ask Sofia.

"Of course not. I need money for my college. Uh, she instead offered me to work at her house as a maid. Actually I objected, but I accept than I dropped out of college. Since becoming a mistress in that house she turned arrogant and often treated me at will. I remain patient because after all I need income to finance my own college."

"God. It just looks good and innocent, it turns out with the brothers doing that relief."

"It looks fine, but the Saints like to get attention. Maybe that's why Mr. Ray wants to marry her."

"If I can be honest I never agreed to their marriage.

"I also can't figure out what Mr. Ray saw from the woman. His appearance is ancient so, his school is also only until Junior High."

"Of course, it may be true that blind love can indeed make someone lose their mind" said Sofia.

"Ehm ... Now where does the Madam live?" Siska diverted the conversation.

"My husband and I live in a rented house."

"Didn't the Madam want to stay in that house again?"

"of course. Actually I'm tired of living in that cramped, stuffy rented house."

"Although it's only foster mother, I think Madam would rather stay at Mr. Ray's house than the village woman."

"I was looking for a way to get back into the house."

"I think I can help."

"How is it?"

Siska brought her face closer to Sofia and whispered something in her ear.

"Don't be crazy! I've been a prisoner for quite a long time, I don't want to go in there for the second time."

"Madamie knows how close the Saints are to young master Arsen? We have to figure out how to get them away."

"Siska! Siska!" call mbok Asih from the terrace.

"The obnoxious woman must have wanted to order this and that. Oh yeah, I can get Madam's phone number, right? There's actually still a lot to talk about."

"Where's your phone?"

Siska took the phone out of her pants pocket and thrust it at Sofia. He also recorded his phone number in the phone book.

"Your phone is good too."

"Ehm .. This phone is my girlfriend's gift."

"Siska! Siska!" Mbok Asih called him again.

"Sorry, Madam. I went inside first before the old woman came out her horn. Oh yeah, thanks for the number, I'll call."

Siska passed from before Sofia and went back into the house.

"What the hell is it, Mbok. That's screaming. My ears are normal."

"Where have you been? Why did you leave the iron on? You want this house to fire?" cecar mbok Asih's.

"When I came out the iron was already done," argued Siska.

"So you want to say that the iron is on itself? Your carelessness can be fatal."

"Yes, yeah. Sorry, maybe I forgot to pull it out. Did Mbok just call me to tell you this?"

"Gas at home is exhausted. You want to buy it at the front stall?"

"What's? Mbok told me to buy gas? The tubes are heavy. I must not have lifted it."

"Yes Allah Gusti. How much does a tube weigh? Not ten kilos, is it? That time is not strong."

"Lazy ah! I just finished ironing, still tired."

"Whatever! If you don't want me to tell Mr. Ray." Mbok Asih passed from before Siska and intended to go to the phone table in the living room. Siska held him back.

"Eh, no, Mbok. Where's the gas canister? Let me trade it for the full."

"You nanya? Of course the gas canister's in the kitchen. Oh yeah, here's the money. Just be careful if you wear the change."

"God. I have a mouth really!" gerutu Siska's.

"Yes already, there quickly grab his gas canister."

"Why don't you just take Mbok?"

"I want to rest."

"Did, it's so good to be all over. He wants a banquet," grumbled Siska again.

"Yes, yeah. It's also a way."

Siska passed from the front of the Asih mbok then walked towards the kitchen. He had no choice but to lift the empty gas cylinder and exchange it for a new one.

"Your tumben is shopping, usually mbok Asih," said the store owner.

"Mbok Asih is old, pity to lift heavy things."

"You're so nice. Oh yeah, besides the gas canisters, what else did you buy?"

Siska circulated her gaze at that sizable store. I don't know why he wanted to eat ice cream.

"The weather today is very hot. It must be fresh if you eat ice cream, "his mind.

"The same ice cream one cup, ma'am."

"Everything is thirty thousand dollars" said the store owner.

Siska took a piece of fifty thousand bills out of her pants pocket and thrust it at the shopkeeper.

"This is the change, thank you."

"Can I have a ride sitting here for a minute, Mom?" ask Siska.

"Oh, Please."

Siska sat on the long bench enjoying the ice cream she had just bought.

"I didn't expect that Ms. Arini's surrogate was her own babysitter." Bu Kania the shop owner started a chat.

"Yes, that's it, Mom. I also wonder why Master Ray chose to marry Saints."

"wait. From the way you say his name, it seems you know who Mr. Ray's new wife is."

"Of course I know him, even so know him."

"Really?"

"Actually the Saints are still my relatives."

"Holy Mother made her own relatives as servants in her house? I didn't think he was that big."

"The reality is so. I chose to stay in that house even though I often got less than good treatment from him."

"Bad treatment how do you mean? ask Ms. Kania full of search.

"About being a mistress, she was like a nut forgetting her skin. He used to be rude to me and scolded me every time I made the slightest mistake."

"God. It looks fine and the speech is soft. But it turns out so."

"I didn't mean to mess it up. But at least my feelings were a little more relieved after sharing with Mom."

"Yes. I understand how you feel."

"Yes already, Mom. Excuse me first. There is still a lot of work at home" Siska said. He then threw the empty ice cream cup into the trash. Not long after that, he left the shop.

"Dialann the old woman! I was told to lift a gas cylinder this heavy."

Along the way home Siska was relentlessly grumbling until suddenly one of her legs stumbled over a stone. As a result, the girl fell down. While the tube weighed about 5 kilograms it fell rolling.

"Are you okay?"

Siska raised her head when suddenly a man appeared and extended his hand.

"Ah, it's okay. Just a little scuffed my leg."

"If you don't mind, I can treat your wounds."

Suddenly Siska observed the face and appearance of the man. Although not as handsome as Davin, but his appearance is so neat with a tie shirt.

"Hows it? You want to, right? My house is there." The man pointed his index finger at a house not far from the place.

"No, I'll be a hassle."

"Absolutely not. There will be someone who will help. What's your name? Looks like you just stayed here."

"I'm Siska. Um ... I'm a housekeeper at Mr. Rayyan's house."

"Oh, Mr. Ray married the babysitter, didn't he?"

Siska nodded her head.

"Oh yeah, my name is Axel. Yeah, let me bring you the tube."

The man, who was about thirty years old, lifted a gas canister and took it to his house. Siska behind him tailed.

Moments later the two arrive at Axel's house.

"Let's go in. Let me get you aunty."

Axel went into his house. Not long after, he returned with a forty-year-old woman. Siska looked dumbfounded as she looked at her face.

"L-I-Mom?"

"Mother?" The lady frowned.

"The name is Rini."

"Ma-ma-af, Ma'am. Mbak's face is very similar to my late mother's" Siska said.

"Oh, so. Let me treat the wound." Rini's mother held Siska's hand and invited her to sit on the sofa.

"Where do you live?" ask me Rini.

"Ehm .. I-I live in Mr. Rayyan's house."

"Oh, Ray sir." Rini's brother dripped the medicine on Siska's wound and then covered it with plaster afterwards.

"Why did you fall?"

"Ehm .. I-I mind carrying that gas cylinder."

"It's only 5 kilos, time isn't strong." Mbak Rini chuckled.

"God. Not only is her face similar to my mother's. Even the way he laughs. Is she a mother? But where is possible. I saw with my own eyes when my mother had an accident and died. Is he a mother's twin brother?" mummy Siska.

"Ehm .. sorry, Ma'am. Can I ask you something?"

"What do you want to ask?"

"Where did Rini come from?"

"I am from the city of S. Why why?"

"Ah, she's not a mother's twin sister. But at least by looking at his face my longing for the late mother can be slightly diminished, "inner Siska.

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