The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 87

"You just look at the face of this child" said the woman.

Security then looked at Arsen's face.

"Well, how does his face look like Mr Rayyan?"

"Of course it's similar, young master Arsen' is indeed the son of Mr. Rayyan. And this lady is his wife."

"God! Die me!" inner Dion.

"Ehm .. Mrs. .. Young sir. I'm sorry for being so disrespectful to you" Dion said.

Saints reviewed a thin smile.

"It's okay. Oh yeah, where's Mas Rayyan's room?" ask Sacred.

"Come, Madam. Let me take you to Mr. Rayyan's room" said the woman with a neat appearance.

Suci took Arsen's hand and invited him to follow the woman.

"Thank you, Miss, um, …"

"My name is Rossa, Mr. Ray's secretary. Please."

Rossa opened the door that read CEO. Suci and Arsen went into it.

"Dad!" yells.

The sudden arrival of the saint and Arsen surprised Rayyan.

"God! You guys? Why are you here?"

"Mom wants to deliver lunch for Dad" Arsen explained.

"Why should you bother? I can eat at the cafe or at the restaurant."

Saints reviewed a thin smile.

"It's okay, Mom. Coincidentally mbok Asih cooking vegetable lodeh and I made anchovy sambal. It's my favorite food, right? So I drove him here."

Rei responded to the remark with a knotty smile on his lips.

"Mas is hungry yet?" ask Sacred.

"I'm actually hungry, but I haven't been out because I've been too busy with my job."

"Mas don't underestimate eating. Sometimes the disease comes because of our irregular diet," said Suci.

"Hemmmm .. This smell of anchovy sauce makes me even hungrier."

"Mas matiin first his laptop, then we eat together."

"Are you not eating yet?" ask Ray.

The saint shook his head.

"I deliberately didn't eat at home because I wanted to eat with Mas here."

"You are indeed a good wife" praised Ray as he touched the top of the Holy Head.

"Yes, let's eat first" said Ray. Both of them went to the sofa in the workspace.

"How, have you memorized the poem?" ray asked in between his lunch.

"A little bit more, Dad. I still have trouble memorizing that part of English."

"Love doesn't need a reason."

"What does that mean, Dad?"

"Love doesn't need a reason."

"Oh …"

"Have you eaten, son?" ask Ray.

"Already at home, same fish gurame."

"Don't try the anchovy sauce?"

"No ah. Spicy, I'll have a stomachache."

"Who said spicy."

"From the red color alone it is seen that the chilli is a lot."

"It's not spicy. Look at dad's face, it doesn't look pungent, does it?"

"I don't dare to."

"Yes, maybe your tongue isn't strong enough to eat spicy."

"Dad, can't I borrow the laptop?"

"For what?"

"I want to see the video."

"Oh, can. But the kids' cards are just fine."

Arsen agreed.

"Don't you, Mas sambal his anchovy?" ask Sacred.

Ray shook his head.

"There is no better sauce than your sambal."

"I don't think it's good. Oh yeah, Mas. I met with Miss Sofia." Suddenly the Saints diverted the conversation.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!"

Apparently the last sentence that had just slid from the Holy lips made Ray gasp in shock until he was choked by the food that had just passed through his throat.

"Be careful, Mas." Suci swiftly poured water from the bottle into a glass and gave it to Ray."

"I'm just surprised. Where did you meet him?"

"At Arsen school. It turns out that the woman that Arsen told him was indeed Lady Sofia. She and her husband have been released from prison for the past two weeks."

"Where do they live now?"

"Madam Sofia said that now they live in a rented house not far from school. She was just a regular housewife while her husband worked as a private driver" Suci said.

The mood was silent for a moment.

"I feel like Lady Sofia has changed."

"Changed?"

"Yes, Mas. His way of speaking was now more refined and gentle."

"I know very well who that woman is, she must have pretended well that you felt sorry for her, and then you would have asked her to stay back in our house."

"But, Mas, after all he's our family. Can you let him live in trouble?"

Ray smiled bitterly.

"Even though she and her husband lived in distress, it was because they themselves were greedy and wanted to master the father's possessions" he said.

"Every human being can change, right? Maybe Lady Sofia and her husband did something bad to our family. It's possible that the prison has made her aware and she wants to turn into a better person."

"Whatever happens I will never let those two traitors back into my house. I just want to tell you to be careful and watchful with him. It's not impossible that he's devising a plan to take revenge on our family" Ray said.

The saint understood.

"Open your mouth" said Ray.

"Well?"

"Just open it."

"Yeah." The saint opened his mouth wide.

Unexpectedly Ray took a spoonful of rice and anchovy sauce and put it into his wife.

The saint lowered his face in shame.

"Shame, Mas. Arsen will see."

"Biarin. Instead he should know if his father is a romantic man." Ray chuckles.

A smile expands on the Sacred lips. I did not expect that the man who had been his master could behave as sweet as it was to him.

"Dad," sela Arsen.

"Yes, son."

"The security in front of us was fierce."

"Roof?"

"Yes. He didn't believe we were Dad's wife and children. He even kicked us out."

"Missing the Dion. I'll give you a strong reprimand for him."

"It doesn't matter, Mas. Don't be too hard on the subordinates. He behaved so because he did not know yet" the Holy Servant.

"That's how people judge others by their outward appearance. He did not know that behind the simple appearance of the woman now in front of me was a pure and holy heart like an angel."

"My name is Holy."

"Who said. Your name is now Ray Bimantara's mistress."

"I don't want to be called a madam."

"Why?"

"Sounds strange in my ear."

"What do you want to be called?"

"What, besides the lady."

"Yes .. yes. Just a minute."

Suddenly Ray observed the Sacred face.

"Why?"

"There's leftovers near your lips."

Ray took out a piece of tissue and wiped the Holy lips.

"Ah, why do you make me fall in love every day, Mas" murmured Holy.

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