The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 80

"Areally, can I shop for anything?" siska asked Freddy as the two arrived at the Mall.

"really. You can shop as much as you can." Freddy took the credit card from his wallet and gave it to Siska.

"Siska .. don't worry about her face or her age. When else can you shop without thinking about the price?" mummy Siska.

"While you're shopping, I'm playing bilyards on the third floor" Freddy said.

"Yes, Mum."

Freddy took the elevator to the third floor, while Siska shopped on the ground floor providing fashion needs from clothes, shoes, to branded bags.

"How, Ma'am?" ask him at the cashier after calculating his total expenditure.

"Ten million rupiah."

"Wear this card yes, Ma'am." Siska handed Freddy's credit card to the cashier.

"The transaction is over, Ma'am," said the cashier.

"Is the money on this card still a lot?"

"There are still about seventy million."

"Huh?! I should have been shopping more. But these things are enough for me. Tomorrow I can ask Freddy for more money, "in Siska's heart.

"Why, Ma'am? Do you still want to add shopping again?"

"Ehm .. I was interested in fur coats. I think I want to buy it."

"Please take her fur coat and bring it to the cashier's table."

Siska had just turned her body about to take the clothes she wanted but she was shocked because suddenly Freddy was standing behind her.

"I'm calling you not picked up. You done not shopping yet?" said it.

"Ah, su-su-dah. It's his credit card." Siska thrust that thing at Freddy.

"What do you buy?"

"This. Clothes, shoes, bags, and facial care products. In total ehm .. ten million."

"No problem, the important thing is that you're happy."

The mood was silent for a moment.

"Ehm .. Siska. I want to see your family" said Freddy.

"A-a-pa, Mom? Want to see my family?"

"Yes. Why are you panicking like that?"

"Ehm .. I don't have any more parents. I know, too, that I'm just a housekeeper?"

"That's not a problem at all for me. I can see your employer."

"God. Why is the business so this way?! What if he meets Mr Ray with the intention of proposing to me? Nope! Even if he's rich, I don't want to be his wife" murmured Siska.

"Hows it? When can I see your employer?"

"ah! I just remembered that today my two employers were on vacation out of town. They're only back in two weeks."

"Well, if your employer has returned don't forget to tell me."

"I-i-iya, Mom."

"Well, I'll take you home now" said Freddy. Siska nodded in agreement. Both of them left the mall.

Meanwhile, at Rayyan's house.

"Indeed, the laundry place has moved to Hong Kong? Why Daritadi Siska hasn't come home yet. There is still a lot of homework that is not finished," grumbled Asih upset.

"Maybe in line, Mbok."

"Even if the line is not for hours. Mnok time must be picked up? Just bother."

"The laundry is just in front of the complex, right? If Mbok a lot of work, let me pick him up," said Suci.

"But, Nduk, …"

"It's okay, Mbok. The place is near" said Suci. He left the kitchen room.

"Mother, I'm home!" exclaiming Arsen who suddenly just emerged from the living room.

"Eh, my mother's son is home."

"Where are you going?" ask Arsen.

"Mom's going to pick up Siska's mom."

"I'm sorry, where is Siska, ma'am?" timpal Davin is now standing in the doorway.

"Oh, Siska has been to the laundry since, but has not come home too," explained Suci.

"Why not just call?"

"I haven't saved her phone number yet. Moreover, he hasn't held a cell phone for a long time."

"What kind of brother-in-law is he? Time has no Siska number" Davin murmured.

"Let me call Siska. I happened to keep the number," he added.

"All right."

Davin grabbed the phone from his pants pocket and called Siska.

A connecting tone was indeed heard, but the girl ignored her call.

"Not appointed, Madam. Sorry, I can't help more because I have to leave for college immediately."

"You went to college too?"

"Benr, Mistress. I work to finance my own college."

"Thank you, Madam. Oh yeah, it's the car keys." Davin thrusts the car keys at Saints.

"thank you. You're working fine."

"Until we meet tomorrow, young Mr. Arsen" Davin said, waving his hand.

"See you," Arsen replied.

Davin leaves Rayyan's house.

"Looky Arsen, you change your clothes and then have lunch. Mom to the laundry for a minute."

"Good, Mom."

Saints had just set foot in the courtyard of the house when suddenly a black-colored sedan car stopped in front of the gate. Not long after the car door opened. 

"Siska? Where the hell's he from? And who owns the car?" his inner.

"You're finally home too. I was just about to pick you up" said Suci.

Suddenly his gaze was fixed on some large enough paper bag that Siska was carrying.

"Mbok Asih just asked you to take a bedcover, right? What's that paper bag?" tanyanya.

"Ehm .. This-this snack. I'm long because I bought this snack at the supermarket over there."

"Yes already then. You were sought after by Mbok Asih."

"I was told to wash the dishes and clean up at best" Siska grumbled. He then went inside the house.

"Where have you wandered? Already know the work in this house a lot, play hazy," sumput mbok Asih when Siska entered the kitchen room.

"This cbok forgot his memory? It was Mbok himself who told me to pick up a bedcover in the laundry."

"His laundry moved to Hong Kong or to Arabia? Go from the morning just come home at this hour," grumbled mbok Asih upset.

"The laundry's crowded, so I'm in line. I went to the supermarket to buy snacks."

"Do you have money? You're not paid yet."

"Surely that question has to be answered yes?!"

"Quickly wash clothes mumpung bright weather. Clothes that have dried you lift and then you iron."

"What do you want to do?"

"Didn't you see? I just finished cooking for lunch. Young master Arsen has also returned home from school. I have to serve him at the dinner table."

"Yes, I'm the one who prepared the food, Mbok who washed the clothes."

"So people want to taste good on their own. I'm tired of working on this, now I'm gonna take a break." Mbok Asih lifted the container containing the food that had just been cooked and took it to the dining table. Although annoyed, Siska had no choice but to do the Asih mbok order.

"Hmmm .. the aroma is very tasty. Cook what, Mbok?" tanya Suci just after Asih mbok emerged from the kitchen room.

"Chicken soup and fried chicken flour, Nduk."

"Assyc! Fried chicken. Mom, I'm hungry," whined Arsen.

"Yes, Honey. I'll get ya."

Suci took out a plate then poured rice and a piece of fried chicken into it. He then handed it to Arsen.

"Thank you, Mom."

The saint took out another plate then filled it with food for himself.

"Where is that really from, Nduk? Is it true she's just going to the supermarket to buy snacks?" ask mbok Asih.

"Say the hell."

"He has often lied, mbok hard to believe with him again," said mbok Asih.

"Maybe he did buy a snack, Mbok."

"Mother" said Arsen.

"What's up, honey?"

"Two days later my school will be holding an art show for the school's birthday."

"Want to?"

"Every student is required to perform on stage with his or her family."

"Ehm, so yes. What do you want to show?" ask Sacred.

"Ehm ... What is it?"

"Mr Rayyan's good at playing guitar, why don't the three of you just sing?" timpal mbok Asih's.

"My voice isn't good, I don't trust myself to sing in public."

"No need for a good voice, ma'am. The important thing is that we and our family perform on the show" said Arsen.

"Let's talk about this with your father, son. Now we continue to eat again."

Suddenly there was a loud ringing phone from the direction of Siska's room.

"Siska, your cell phone," said Suci.

"He washes in the back. Surely his hearing is disturbed by the washing machine," said mbok Asih.

"I see first, I'm afraid the phone's important."

Suci got up from his seat and walked towards the room of the girl who had been his half-brother.

The saint turned the doorknob and pushed it. He intends to close it again because the Siska phone has stopped ringing. Suddenly, his eyes fell on the things that were on the bed. There were several pieces of clothing, shoes, and bags that he had never seen before. 

"Does this stuff belong to Siska? Where did he get the money to buy it?" muttered.

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