The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief
CHAPTER 56



"Are you sure you want to go back to town today, Nduk?" ask Mr. Bimo when he sees Suci tying his shoelaces.


"Yes, Sir. After taking the medicine I felt better. Besides I can't leave young master Arsen for too long. The whole house will be confused when the baby cries."


"Yes, you be careful."


"Pure, take good care of your father. Fitri, I'm sorry I haven't been able to fulfill my promise to buy you a big teddy bear" Suci told his two younger sisters. Both of them understood.


After saying goodbye to his father and two younger sisters, Suci left his home.


The saint was riding on a city transport that Joseph happened to drive.


"Just got home last night, are you going back to town again?" tanyakanya.


"Actually I still want to linger in the village. I also miss my two sisters. But I can't take too long to leave my job."


"I didn't expect your budge's fate to end so tragically."


"Maybe this is indeed the fate of budhe," said Suci.


Yusuf stopped his car when in front there were some passengers who wanted to ride his public transport. Two men and four women. The sacred also shifted to the very end. The crowded state of public transport made him feel uncomfortable. The smell of sweat, balm, and perfume mixed into one to make her stomach feel nauseous. Fortunately, he always kept a cloth mask in his bag. At least by covering his nose and mouth the unpleasant aroma was slightly reduced.


"Owell, are you, Nduk? Are you going to town again?" asked a middle-aged woman who was sitting by the door. He is often called Ms. Ninit.


"Yes, Mom."


"Loh, not yesterday you were ushered in a handsome man who had a shiny car? How did you get back there by yourself?" Other neighbors chimed in.


"He's back in town after dawn because there's an important job."


"Oh, so. By the way pity the fate of the Panji sir family. The family used to be quite respected, but now it's so concerning."


"What about Adi and Ari?"


"I heard that the village chief wanted to raise them as children. He's also been married ten years but hasn't had a baby."


"About between Pak Panji and bu Panji who is the punishment heavier?"


"It must be Panji ma'am. He's the one who choked Tini's neck to death."


"But the crime committed by Mr. Panji is also quite heavy. In addition to sexual harassment, she's also been bumping into Tini."


"They are at best out of prison when they are grandparents" said the provocateur, who was met with laughter from the rest of the public transport.


Suddenly the public transport stopped.


"Well, Suf. How's stopping?" ask one of the passengers.


"Are mothers going to the market or going to the terminal?" Joseph asked back.


"Oh, it's already turned out."


"By the way that guy was fun. To the point of forgetting the time" Sindir Yusuf.


"We're down first, Ci. Be careful, a lot of pickpockets in the terminal" said one resident.


All passengers of public transportation were down, not least the men who seemed to come from the next village.


"The cost is still five thousand, isn't it, Suf?" ask Ms. Ninit shortly after getting off public transport.


"Still, Mom. Gasoline hasn't gone up."


The short-bodied woman then reached into her sling bag.


He was surprised not to play when he found the zipper of his bag in an open state.


"Wrestling! Where's my wallet?!"


"In the shopping cart maybe, ma'am," said one of the passengers.


"No, Ma. I sure as hell keep my wallet in this bag."


Some passengers helped Ms. Ninit look for the existence of her wallet and some even looked for her under the passenger seat. But the result is nil.


"Gusti ... How is this? My frangipani sales money was pickpocketed. I failed to buy gold. Hu .. hu .. hu …"


Like a child who lost a toy, Ninit's mother just sat on the paved road while continuing to lament her money.


"The man must have been the pickpocket. He acted as the mothers were preoccupied with gossiping the family of Mr. Panji, "the Holy mind.


"Everyone should not talk to most people, to the extent that they are not aware of the wallet being stolen," Yusuf said before reapplying his car.


Ten minutes later, it arrived at the terminal.


The saint had just stepped down from public transport. That was when a toy dealer walked by. I don't know why he thought of buying Arsen a toy.


"Buy the toys, sir!"


The man also turned to look at him.


"Please be chosen, Ma'am," he said.


Suci also observed the toys arranged in such a way on the old bicycle. Of the dozens of types of toys, the choice falls on cat-shaped toys that are able to move and make sounds.


"How many is this sir?" tanyakanya.


"Thirty thousand, Ma'am. I'll give you the battery bonus."


"Young Mr. Arsen must have loved this toy," she said.


"Can't be less, sir?"


"I'm sorry, ma'am, I can't. That's the right price."


"I have installed the batteries" he said, while thrusting black plastic towards the Holy.


"Thank you, sir."


"Together."


After putting the toy in a bag, Suci went to an agent who sold bus tickets. Not to forget he also bought souvenirs for mbok Asih and Pak Bondan.


That afternoon there were a lot of bus passengers. The saint himself chose to sit beside a woman.


"Where are you going, Mom?" tanyakanya.


"Getting my son in town."


"Only alone?"


"You know how else. She is my only daughter. After marriage she lived with her husband. This morning I got word that my son had given birth."


"Why don't you just stay in town?" ask Sacred.


The woman smiled.


"Living in the village was more ayem, Nduk. Where are you going yourself?"


"I work in the city as a babysitter, Mom. I came home because my budhe had just died."


"Why do you have to work all the way in town?"


"If I could be honest, I would leave my father and my two sisters behind. All this I do so that my family can be free from debt."


"I salute you, Nduk. You are willing to sacrifice for your family. I pray that your life will always be filled with happiness."


"Aamiin, thank you for the do'a, ma'am."


****


Saints arrived at Ray's house at exactly four in the afternoon.


"Assalamu'alaikum, Mr. Bondan," he said.


"Waalaikumsalam, Holy Brother."


Somehow Saints felt that security face looked a little moody.


"Sir Bondan is healthy?" tanyakanya.


"Alhamdulillah, healthy, Ma'am."


"This is a little souvenir for you" said Suci while thrusting a plastic bag towards the security.


"Thank you, Ma'am."


"Either. I went inside first yes, sir."


The saint moved out of the courtyard and entered the three-story house.


"Young master Arsen .. Cici came home," he said as he crossed the living room. He thought the handsome baby would run to greet him. But he actually felt the atmosphere of the house was so quiet.


"Young Mr. Arsen, Wash has toys," he said again.


Strange, not heard at all the sound mbok Asih or Arsen chirp from any room.


"Maybe they're in the back garden" he murmured.


Suci also stepped his feet towards the garden at the back of the house. Sure enough, mbok Asih was sitting on the bench of the back garden. But wait! Why do you sit alone? Where is Arsen?


"Mbok," he called.


Mbok Asih looked at him. Holy of astonishment found the cook holding Arsen's clothes. His eyes looked like they were crying too much.


"Is young master Arsen sleeping, Mbok?" ask Sacred.


Mbok Asih shook his head slowly.


"Is he with Mr Ray?"


Once again Mbok Asih shook his head.


"Are you with Zola? Tumben once she wants to babysit young master. Yeah, I went to Zola's room first. I bought a toy for the young master. She must have liked it."


The saint went from the back garden to Zola's room.


"Young Mr. Arsen is not with Zola, he is not in this house" Asih said.


The saint turned his body.


"What do you mean by Mbok?"


"Today the young master was kidnapped" said Asih with a trembling voice.


"What, Mbok? Kidnapped?!"


The Sacred Body instantly felt limp. The plastic bag containing the toy just slipped out of his grasp.


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