The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief
CHAPTER 75



Siska just arrived at Ray's house ahead of the Maghrib.


"Thank God, you're home too. I was just planning to ask Mr. Bondan to pick you up" Suci said.


Suddenly his gaze was fixed on the mobile phone that was in the hands of Siska.


"Four hundred thousand can get a phone that good?" tanyakanya.


"Why, you wonder? That's the truth."


"That's what else?" Suci pointed towards the paper bag that his half-brother was carrying.


"Not to be cheated! Excuse me, I want to go in first" Siska said. He then walked to his room.


"It looks like it's not a used phone. But, where does he have money to buy a phone that good?" inner Sacred.


"Mother."


Sacred gasped in shock as Arsen suddenly called out to her.


"Yes, Honey. What's up?"


"I got an English PR, can you teach me how to do it?"


"Ehm .. Arsen asks to be taught by me, yes, sorry, I can't."


"Dad was busy in his study, I didn't dare bother him."


"Here, let it be Siska who teaches," said Siska who had just emerged from her room.


"Well, can Siska?"


"Can dong. College children can not teach PR English to SD children. Is it your mother who only graduated SMP?" cibir Siska's.


"Yes, we do it here" said Arsen. He sat on the sofa.


For Siska who had studied at the university, elementary school English lessons were of course easy for him.


In less than half an hour Arsen's homework was completed.


"Don't you get your PR here?" reprimand Ray who just came out of his study.


"Ehm .. I got an English PR. I can't teach, so it's Siska who teaches" Arsen explained.


"If it were the wife of a highly educated woman, Arsen would also be happy that someone had taught her to do some tough PR."


"Arsen, the PR is done, right?" ask Ray.


"Here you go, Dad."


"Keep your book in your room."


"Good, Dad."


Arsen tidied up his books and took them into his room.


"I don't like it when you belittle the Saints, remember that!" jikak Ray's.


"I am not condescending to the Holy. I only spoke as is if Suci was only a graduate of Junior High School, so he could not teach English PR young master Arsen."


"One more time, don't ever pry for her mother's flaws in front of Arsen. If you do claim to be a learned woman, you should understand which words are appropriate for a child of Arsenic age, and which are not."


"Hufa! What I did was never right in the eyes of this one master. Good thing handsome, if not for sure I've been with it," grumbled Siska.


Ray moved out of the living room and walked to his room.


"Eat him so people don't need most mouths. You know the taste, right now?" the Asih hill suddenly appeared in the room.


Siska reluctantly responded to the remark, she instead began to play her new phone.


"Now help mbok cook for dinner," said mbok Asih.


Siska who was happy because he had a new toy was not heeding the orders mbok Asih. He was actually seen laughing giggling while replying to a message with someone.


"Siska! You hear me not talking?!"


"God. Don't snap so 'can. My ears are still perfectly normal."


"Yes, save your phone, then go to the kitchen."


"Yes, Mbok Asih."


Siska put the new phone in her pants pocket before walking towards the kitchen.


"Why you?" asked Ray to Suci who was sitting pensively in front of the dressing table.


"Ah, it's okay. I just, …"


"I know, you must have thought about Siska's words earlier."


"That's exactly what Siska said. If only Mr. Mas's wife was an educated woman, Arsen would have been happy to ask her if she had gotten a tough PR from her school. What am I who just graduated SMP."


"I knew in school you were a smart student. You cannot continue your education to a higher level at a cost. That's right, isn't it?"


"Ehm ... where does Mr. .. eh Mas know that?"


Ray reviewed a thin smile.


"The father told me all about you."


"Really?"


"She also told me about your childhood who loved to steal mangoes on a neighboring tree. Your male friend is downstairs, while you're climbing the tree" Ray said. He then chuckles.


"Yes Allah Gusti, I open my ace anyway," Holy interior.


"Ehm .. The father of the story especially to Mr. .. eh Mas?"


"Length by width. One hour isn't finished if I retell it."


"Oh, just be shy."


"I'm jealous of your colorful childhood and story. Not like my childhood was just so-so."


Their conversation stopped when suddenly an Asih voice sounded from the front door of the room.


"Mr. .. Nduk. Dinner is ready."


"Yes, Mbok. We will soon be in the dining room" said the Holy One.


"I'll go to Arsen's room first."


Saints came out of his room and walked towards Arsen's room.


"Dear Arts, have dinner first, son," said Suci.


"Yes, Mom."


Not long after, the boy came out of his room and headed for the dining room.


"Kata mbok Asih, Mr. Ray really likes vegetable stir-fry kale huh?" siska asked who had just appeared from the kitchen. In his hand was a bowl of vegetable kale that was still puffing smoke.


"It's me who's cooking" he added.


"Put it on the table, I'll take it myself" Ray said.


"Let me get it." Siska, who was looking for a way to win Ray's heart, suddenly took Ray's plate which had been filled with rice and was about to add the vegetable to it.


"I told you, I'll take it myself!" jikak Ray's.


"Mas, don't be too hard on Siska, she has good intentions" said Suci.


"There you go on with your work" said Ray.


Siska snorted in annoyance before finally leaving the dining table. While the Asih mbok who was also in the room was seen holding back laughter.


"So mbok see Siska phone is good, even like a new phone. How much money did you give him?" mbok Asih said shortly after Siska passed.


"I'm surprised too, Mbok. I only gave him four hundred thousand, but why did he get such a good phone?"


"What are you guys actually talking about?" asked Ray curiously.


"Look, Mr. .. uh, Mas. Siska wanted to borrow money from me to buy a cell phone. Out of pity, I also gave my savings of four hundred thousand to him. But what makes me wonder, Siska brought home a good mobile phone," said Suci.


"Mbok was afraid he would owe money to get the expensive phone."


"You've asked me yet, where's that towel from?" ask Ray.


"I've asked him, but he ignored my question."


"If he does buy a new phone at a high price, let it be his business," said Ray.


"Hopefully it does not cause problems later on" Asih said.


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