The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 8

"But, madam Sofia doesn't allow her to work in this house" Zola said.

"From that moment I and Mbok Asih had trouble calming Arsen down. But as soon as she came Arsen instantly stopped crying."

"Madam Sofia turned her down as the nanny of young master Arsen because she was completely inexperienced."

"How many more nannies are coming in and out of this house. You can't take care of it yourself, can you?"

"Ehm, I-I, …"

"Where's mom?" ask Rayyan.

"Madam Sofia said she was attending a party invitation at the home of one of her friends."

"Continue work. Don't make my son wake up." Rayyan passed from before Zola and walked towards her room on the second floor.

"Well, you're still here? Didn't you hear Sir Rayyan's orders?" ask Sacred.

"You don't feel like you won first. After Lady Sofia gets home, I'll make sure you get kicked out of this house!" threaten Zola's.

"Uh ... fear!" Again the Saints stuck out their tongues.

"Review you!" Zola was about to pull the Holy Arm. Shit, at the same time Suci shut the door of Arsen's room. As a result, his fingers were also pinched.

"Aw! Damn village girl!" objurgation.

Rayyan who was climbing the stairs turned to the waiter who was in charge of cleaning the house. His sharp gaze of course made Zola's guts instantly shrink.

Before the master was angry, he decided to leave the place.

At 01:00 in the morning.

Suci woke up because he felt his stomach was so wrapped around. He remembered the last time he ate at the terminal this afternoon.

"If I don't eat, I might faint" he murmured. He turned to the cot that was not far from his bed. Arsen was still fast asleep after an hour ago waking up thirsty.

Trying not to make a sound, Suci opened the door as slowly as possible. He hopes to find food in the kitchen to prop up his empty stomach.

Slowly he moved his foot into the kitchen. "Gee!" That one word was spontaneously uttered as he entered the spacious and slick kitchen space.

"There are a lot of cabinets in this room. Where do the Asih mbok store food?" muttered.

One by one, the doors of the closet that was in the room were opened. But he found nothing but kitchen furniture.

Suddenly his eyes were fixed on the refrigerator in the corner of the room.

"Is there food in here?" mumbling again.

Sacred opens the door of the upper refrigerator. But all he found was raw meat and drinks and ready-to-eat food. His eyes lit up after he opened the lower door of the refrigerator. Seemed a tray of sponge cake is large enough that just cut a small part.

The saint took the tray and placed it on the table. He did not care even though the light in the room was dark. It is also impossible that he misdifferentiated which mouth and which nose. Just about to devour the third piece, Sacred was startled by someone who suddenly touched his shoulder.

"Force, Sir. I was hungry" he said without looking.

"It's a real mbok."

A second later the lights in the room lit up.

"Ma-ma-af, Mops. I'm so hungry. Last time I ate this afternoon at the terminal," said Suci while picking up the sponge cake on the table.

"It's okay, Nduk. If you're hungry there's still rice and side dishes left over for dinner. Want to get it?"

"No need, Mbok. Thank God, this sponge cake is enough to prop my stomach."

Mbok Asih poured water into a glass and drank it.

"Mr, …"

"Yes, Nduk."

"Can I ask you something?"

"What do you want?"

"Ehm, .. Where is Arsen's mother?"

"Mrs Arini died the day after giving birth to young master Arsen."

"Mrs Arini insisted on getting pregnant even though doctors forbade her from getting pregnant and giving birth because of her weak womb."

"Then, who's Zola?"

"Zola is the same as mbok. He has been working here for about three years. In addition to cleaning the house, she is also the personal assistant of Lady Sofia. Honestly, I don't like the girl's nature."

"What's the matter, Mbok?"

"Zola is good at looking up and likes to lick."

The conversation halted when suddenly the house bell rang.

"Who's been visiting in the middle of the night? Don't-don't, .. ghosts," said Suci.

"That must be Sofia's mistress."

"Had he not come home yet?"

"What he's doing out there. Sofia often goes out at night and returns home in the early hours. He came home a few months ago drunk."

"Let me open the door" said Suci.

"You'd better go back to the room. Didn't Lady Sofia reject you? He could be furious if he knew you were still in this house. Mbok also did not want young master Arsen to wake up just because he heard it angry."

"Good, Mbok. I'm back in the room first."

Suci put the tray with the sponge cake back into the refrigerator before finally leaving the kitchen room and re-entering Arsen's room.

"Open the door for a long time!" ketus madam Sofia.

"Ma-ma-af, Mistress. I was in the bathroom."

The smell of alcohol instantly burst into the living room. Asih also did not dare to ask anything.

"Arsen fussy no, Mbok?"

"No, Madam."

"I almost gave up looking for Arsen Girl's nanny that afternoon was such a bitch. If I accept him working here, he'll only make a mess" Sofia said. "I'm hungry. Is there food in the kitchen?" tanyanya.

"Some, Madam. I'll get it for a second."

Mbok Asih left the living room and walked towards the kitchen. Moments later he returned with a tray filled with food. Lady Sofia who often misses her dinner was eating her food greedily.

"Oek .. oek ..." Suddenly Arsen's cry came from the room.

"For a long time my ears could break if every day I heard the child crying" he grumbled.

Moments later the baby boy's cry subsided.

"Why is he silent by himself? Normally once awake she would cry for more than an hour."

"Ehm .. a child is so, Madam."

"wait. Why is Arsen laughing? She sleeps alone, doesn't she?"

"I-i-iya, Madam."

"Squeaky. He couldn't laugh if no one had asked him to joke. Let me check out his room. I was worried that something was bothering her," said Madam Sofia as she moved from her seat.

"Ja-ja-ngan, Mistress!"

"Why is this?"

Lady Sofia leaves the dining table and steps into Arsen's room.

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