The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 9

Finding the Saints in the grandchild's room, of course, made Lady Sofia inflamed.

"What are you doing here huh! Stay away from my grandchildren!" loud shouting. Arsen who had just stopped crying was terrified until his crying broke again.

"Mr Rayyan asked me to be the nanny of young master Arsen, Madam," said Suci.

"No one can oppose me! Get your feet out of this house!"

"Don't drive the Holy One, madam. Only he can make young master Arsen stop crying" Asih said.

"Omong empty! You are none of this family. Where could he possibly calm Arsen."

"If Madam doesn't believe me, please prove it yourself. Young master Arsen will stop crying after Suci holds him" Asih said.

Saints also lifted the tiny body from the cot. Whether what magnet it had, in just a matter of seconds the one-year-old baby's cries completely subsided.

"Mrs see for themselves, don't they? The young master immediately stopped crying after Sacred held him."

"Allah! It was just a coincidence. Don't you think it'll make me change my mind. This time I was a little kind. I let you stay in this room, but remember. Tomorrow morning you must leave this house!"

"Thank you, Madam."

"I just don't want Arsen back crying and interrupting my break." Lady Sofia moved out of the room and went to her room on the second floor.

"Thank you, Mbok. It's helped me. I do not know where to go if this morning forced to leave this house" said Suci.

"It looks like you and young master Arsen are paired, son," said Asih.

Saints responded to the remark with a knotty smile on the lips.

"Yes already, mbok back to the room first. Young master don't fuss, honey," said Asih, stroking Arsen's blonde hair. He soon left the room.

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Next morning.

"Where are you going?" rayyan asked who found Suci coming out of Arsen's room with her bag.

"Madam Sofia doesn't allow me to work in this house. I'm only allowed to be in this house until morning."

"Mmd! Asih Mbok!" call Rayyan.

"Yes, sir" said Zola, who appeared from behind the house.

"I called mbok Asih, not you!"

"Mbok Asih is shopping at the stall, sir."

"Where's mom?"

"Madam Sofia is still in her room. Looks like it's still sleeping."

"Mrs Sofia just got home in the morning, sir."

"Don't you know!" ketus Zola's.

"Holy is not pretentious. It's true that Lady Sofia just got home in the early hours. I opened the door for him." Mbok Asih who just returned from the stall chimed in.

Suddenly the view of Asih was fixed on the bag belonging to the Holy.

"Where are you going, Nduk?" tanyakanya.

"Madam Sofia doesn't want me in this house. Rather than causing trouble, I better go. Thank you Mr and Mbok Asih for receiving me well. I'll say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum."

"You go, just go. It doesn't have to be a lot of drama" Zola said.

"What problem are you having with me? Since I came to this house you have always been unfriendly with me" protested the Holy Lord.

"It's so arrogant of you, Zola. You think I didn't know you were from the village either." Mbok Asih.

"Already ... already. Don't argue anymore. Holy, go back to Arsen's room. And you're Zola, get on with your work" Rayyan said.

"But, Sir, …"

"Are you tired of working in this house?"

"Ti-ti-no, sir. Excuse me."

Zola passes from Rayyan's presence and returns with her work.

"God. What are you blaring about this early in the morning?" said Madam Sofia while going down the stairs.

"I decided from today that Suci would stay and work in this house as Arsen's governess" Rayyan said.

"Mom disagrees. Arsen is the granddaughter of the Bimantara family. She should not be taken care of by anyone let alone a village girl and not as educated as her."

"This lady, don't talk recklessly. Even though I was born and grew up in the village, I received a formal education and sufficient religious education" the Holy One argued.

"It's poor, belagu again. I still have more to do than talk to insignificant people like you!"

"I'll say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Oek .. oek .. oek …"

Sacred's footsteps came to a halt when suddenly Arsen's cry sounded. Mbok Asih also rushed into the room and intend to win it.

However, no matter how hard he tried, the cry of a one-year-old baby did not subside. The saint who was already in the middle of the main door suddenly turned his body and stepped inside Arsen's room. He did not care about Sofia's mistress who repeatedly turned her on.

Suci held Arsen and held him affectionately.

"You thirsty, honey? Holy Brother make milk."

Holy made a bottle of milk and gave it to Arsen.

"Mom see for yourself, right, Saints can take good care of Arsen. What's wrong with letting her babysit Arsen. After all, how many people tried to be his nanny, but in the end they decided to resign. The reason is because the attitude of Mother who is not at all friendly" said Rayyan.

"alright. I'll let her be Arsen's nanny. But, just once he made a mistake, right then and there he had to leave this house!" firmly madam Sofia.

He passed from in front of Rayyan.

"Thank you, sir." Whether you realize it or not, Suci grabs Rayyan's hand and kisses her repeatedly.

"God. It's been. Do not exaggerate this way," said Rayyan who actually made mbok Asih chuckle.

"I hope you can do your job well" he added.

"Good, Sir. I will definitely take good care of and nurture Young Master Arsen."

"I have to get ready for the office" Rayyan said as she passed from the room.

"Alhamdulillah, mbok happy. Finally you are allowed to work in this house," said mbok Asih.

"Yes, Mbok. This was thanks to the help of Mbok Asih as well."

The two did not realize that a pair of ears were listening to their conversation.

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