The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 72

Ray grabbed his phone to call Mr. Bondan, security guard at his house. Suddenly Siska held him back.

"It-it-it-nothing, sir. My headache is healed."

"Suddenly healed? Could that be?"

"Siska, are you sure it's okay?" ask Sacred.

"It's okay."

"Dad, I want to eat chicken porridge," whined Arsen suddenly.

"Chicken porridge? Where's where?"

"That's right there." Arsen pointed his index finger at a chicken porridge shop not far from the park area.

"Yes, I bought it but it was wrapped and brought home, yes" Ray said.

"Why don't we all have breakfast there?"

"Bear Arsen, mbok Asih must have painstakingly cooked for our breakfast. If we had that chicken porridge for breakfast, who would eat the food?" holy Words.

"Just a bowl of chicken porridge, how much. Why not just buy it." Siska.

"Ehm .. I'm following you. The teacher once said that home-cooked food is better than those sold on the side of the road."

"Well, what the teacher said is always a good thing, so you should follow. I'll make you some good chicken porridge."

"Yes, Mom."

Saints smile.

"Truly dong, honey. When did you ever lie?"

"Yes, we go home now, I'm hungry" Arsen said.

"Aren't the chicken porridge?" ask Ray.

"Not so. I'd like to eat mom's chicken porridge, it'd be better."

"Smart boy" said Suci, stroking Arsen's hair.

Suci did not realize that Ray's gaze had not shifted from him.

"I did not choose Suci wrongly as a connecting mother for Arsen," she said.

Arriving at home.

"Where have you been? Early in the morning it disappeared," chirped mbok Asih on Siska.

"Loh, earlier Siska said Mbok had allowed him to jog," said Suci.

"Bok doesn't even know where he's going."

"Siska jogs with us, Mbok."

"Yes, there you wash the dirty furniture in the sink."

"I should wash it? What do you think Mbok is doing?"

"You said what you said. Do you think the housework is just cooking? There is still work washing clothes, mopping, cleaning the back garden, watering flower plants, and others. We have to do both."

"Damn! If this is how the title of a college child becomes babu," inner Siska.

"Kok still here? Then wash the dishes, and then you clean the back garden."

"Yes, chatty!" siska Ompat. He walked to the kitchen.

Meanwhile in the dining room.

"Arsen, you will be at home with a mbok Asih yes," said Ray on the sidelines of breakfast the morning.

"Where do you want to take mom?"

"Dad wants to take mom to a lunch from one of my dad's business partners."

"Lunch is all, right? Not until night?"

"No really. After lunch is over, mom and dad will be home soon."

Arsen nodded in understanding.

"Tu-Tu-Tuan sure you want to take me to the luncheon?" ask Sacred.

"You're my wife, if not you then who am I taking?"

"T-t-but, Mister. I'm ashamed."

Ray reviewed a thin smile.

"I would be ashamed to come to a lunch without anyone."

"What clothes am I wearing, sir?"

"God. In your closet are dozens of dresses. You just have to choose which one you think is appropriate to wear at a formal event."

"Maybe Siska understands better. I ask for his help only," Sacred Inner.

"Mother, I'll have lunch with chicken porridge" whined Arsen.

*****

"Where is siska, Mbok?" ask Suci on mbok Asih after breakfast.

"Again cleanin back garden. Why why?"

"I need to be with him."

Saints passed from the kitchen room and then to the small garden that was behind the house.

"Siska," called the Saints.

"What's wrong? You want to tell me what else?" skink.

"No. This afternoon Mr. Ray invited me to a lunch from one of his business associates."

"Lantas, what does this have to do with me?"

"I was confused as to which clothes I would wear on the show. I think you're more savvy in this business."

Siska was silent for a moment, and she thought.

"Help ya? Of course not. I'm just gonna embarrass you, "his inner self.

"Siska, you want to help me?"

"Oh, of course. If need be I'll also help put your makeup on."

"really? Yes, after your work is done, you go to my room, yes" said Suci. He passed from before Siska.

After cleaning the garden, Siska went to the main room.

"Tock. Geck. Geck. Holy, it's me, Siska" Siska said from the front door of the room.

The saint opened the door and took his half-brother into his room.

"King-sized bed, air conditioner, LED TV, carving cabinet, all complete in this room. Unlike the room I now occupied, narrow and stuffy, "his inner.

"Which shirt do you think I should wear this afternoon?" holy asked after opening the door of her wardrobe.

"Crazy. Luckily this village girl, married to a handsome and well-established man, has been pampered like this. These dresses and dresses must be expensive, "inner Siska again.

"Siskah."

"D-g-yes."

"Which clothes are appropriate for me? Everything's good, I'm so confused."

Siska was seen thinking for a moment before finally taking a piece of dress from the closet. Of course he didn't really want to help Saints, however, he instead wanted to humiliate him in the presence of Ray's business partner.

"This address seems to suit you," he said as he thrust a long-sleeved black dress at Suci.

"It's not daylight? When I wear long sleeves. Black again," Holy protest.

"You don't know. If this style of dress is in demand."

"Oh yeah? Yes, I'm following you."

"Wouldn't you guys make up?"

"Can."

"I will put your makeup on so that you look older than your age" said Siska.

"Ehm .. I want to cook for Arsen first. When I'm done, I'll call you" said Suci.

Both of them left the room.

Her afternoon.

Siska had just finished applying Holy makeup when Asih knocked on her bedroom door. The middle-aged woman was shocked not playing when she looked at the face and appearance of her employer.

"Astaghfirullahaldzim!"

"Why, Mbok? Seeing me is directly Istighfar.

"Oh Allah, Nduk. Who's got your makeup on?"

"Siska, Mbok. He just came out of this room. Why why anyway? Is there something wrong with my makeup?"

Mbok Asih held the hand of Suci then brought her to his dressing table.

"Look, your face looks like a granny. Looks like Siska was deliberately pranking you. Is that dress Siska chose?"

"Yes, Mbok."

"Dress deserves to be used to attend a funeral. If you wear it, you will definitely be considered disrespectful to the person who invited you."

"Keep, how's this, Mbok?"

"You just remove the make up. Then wear makeup again that is not too thick and then change your clothes with a dress that is brighter color."

"Thank you, Mbok."

"Siska is absolutely outrageous! Just watch out for you!" mbok Asih gumam.

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