The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 91

"Why didn't you say that?"

"I told you, not now. But I don't want to stop."

"When do you open the seal like this?"

"Prophey, another week."

"That's a long time ago."

"Not long."

"Oh yeah, how many kids do you want?" ask Ray.

"Ehm, …"

"If I wanted to have seven children. Especially if they're twins."

"What's? Fourteen children. Just be right. How I take care of that many children."

"We'll be able to use the services of a baby sitter."

"No way!"

"You don't want to have a lot of kids with me?"

"I don't want to use the help of a nanny. If I have children, I will take care of them and raise them with my own hands. Even if I need help, it seems that Asih is quite helpful" said Suci.

"All right."

"Ehm. Is Rossa married or not?" Suddenly the Saints diverted the conversation.

"You want to know that." Ray chuckles. "What if he's not married or married?"

"It's okay. I just want to know."

"Rossa is married and has children."

"Thank God."

"What did you say just now?"

"Ah, no. I don't think he's married. The body is still good."

"You must be relieved and think that if she's married, she won't tease me."

"Even if he teases it depends on how Mas reacts to it. If you respond to it, it's possible, …"

"You don't have to worry. Since I have made my marriage contract with you, I have promised myself and my Lord to make you happy. I'll never hurt you let alone betray you." Ray grabbed Holy's hand and held it tightly.

A smile expands on the Sacred lips.

The sentence after sentence that slid from Ray's lips was soothing to his heart. She was really in love with her husband.

"Thank you, Mum. I'm really lucky to have a husband like you" Suci said. Ray responded to the remark by landing a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"It's night, let's go to bed."

Ray grabbed the Holy body and grabbed it. That night the two fell asleep with feelings that were so peaceful and shrouded in happiness.

****

Meanwhile, in a rented house.

"Why are you smiling like that?" sofia asked her husband, Sean, who was busy playing his phone.

"See this." Sean showed Sofia the phone screen.

"God! The guy in the picture is Rayyan, isn't he? And who's the woman he's carrying?"

"Of course, the woman is not his new wife."

"Why did you take their photos?"

"Why don't you understand that too? This photo will trigger Ray's fight with the village nanny."

"yes too. I prefer to pretend well to take their sympathy. By the way where did you get the Holy number?"

"That's not hard for me. I just go to a pulse seller who is near their house. Have you met the nanny?"

"Yes. I've met and talked to him at Arsen school. If I continue to approach the woman, I will soon be able to re-enter the palace. I wouldn't linger in this narrow, stuffy rented house."

"Prophe dong, dear. Everything needs a process. Don't let it because we're in too much of a hurry, our plan just gets messy."

"I swear to God that I'm going to destroy Ray and his family" Sofia murmured.

*****

Morning at Ray's.

Ray and his little family were having breakfast together at the dinner table when his cell phone rang. Apparently a call from one of his business associates.

[Good morning, Mr. Aldrick]

[Good morning, Mr. Ray. How's your news? We haven't seen each other for long.]

[My news is good, sir.]

[Look, Sir. I would like to offer cooperation with the company Mr]

[Cooperation?]

[Really. But, I don't think we can talk about it on the phone. I invited you to come to my office this morning.]

[This morning?]

[Really. I hope at nine o'clock this morning you've arrived at my office. Good morning]

[Wait, Mr. .."]

Suddenly the call was cut off.

"Who's calling, Dad's friend?" ask Arsen. Ray nodded his head.

"Yes. He offered to cooperate with my company. But I think I'll turn it down."

"Why?"

"I promised to perform at an art show at Arsen's school."

"Yes yesterday just lost a big project, didn't it? Why is there now an offer of cooperation even rejected. It doesn't matter if Mas can't come to Arsen's school. The most important thing was that I was with him on stage."

"Yes, Dad. If you want to go to work, it's okay. I'm just like mom," said Arsen.

"But, Son."

"Dad's gonna work for me and mom, too. It's okay, I'll just go see your friend."

"Thank you for the understanding, honey," Rayyan said.

"I'm done, ma'am," said Arsen after sipping a glass of half-full milk.

"Mother is also done" said Suci.

A few moments later, someone knocked on the front door.

"It must be Davin's. Come, Ma. We're leaving now. Don't be late" said Arsen eagerly.

He also ran to the living room.

Apparently true, Davin Arsen's personal driver came to pick him up.

"Good morning, Mr. Rayyan. Madam .. uh, Holy Mother," she said.

"Good morning."

"Well, Holy Mother wants to get out of the house too?" ask Davin.

"Today I went to Arsenic school to accompany her at an art show" explained Suci.

"Oh, that's how it looks."

"Who are you looking for?" Saints were astonished when they found Davin dizzy as if he was looking for someone.

"Ah, ti-ti-no, ma'am. I'm looking for a clock."

"Now it's half-seven, Mas" said Arsen as he looked at the watch that was coiled around his wrist.

"Oh, yes, let's go" Davin said.

"We're leaving first, Mas." Suci grabs Ray's hand and kisses him with reverence, followed by Arsen.

"Be careful."

Suci, Arsen, and Davin went from the terrace to the car in the yard.

Arriving at school.

The school where Arsen studied was the International School. Of course, the students who attend there are classified from families that are. This was the first time the Saints had set foot in the school.

Whether true or just his feelings, almost all parents who arrived first there looked at him one eye. His friendly greeting was actually responded with a cynical face from them.

"Arsen, this is your new mom?" ask one of the students' parents.

"Yes, Mom."

"Oh, I think the housekeeper at your house," the fashionable-looking female sneer.

"Don't you know, Arsen's mother was her nanny who came from the village" whispered this other.

"Mother, don't wait. When he was a businessman in class, Rayyan married a village woman."

"Eh, sayin ngeyel. If you don't believe ask Arsen himself."

"Arsen, is it true, your new mother was your nanny?" ask one of the mothers.

"Yes, Mom. What if my mother was my nanny? What matters is that he's kind and loves me."

"Eh, Mum. Perhaps Arsen's father should have dipeletiknya, " whispered one of the mothers who apparently still heard by Suci.

"I was once Arsen's nanny. But I don't like Mom's accusations if I do something that low. I still have faith" the Holy One argued.

"I don't think it's natural that Arsen's father would be interested in a country girl like you. It's fitting that Mr. Rayyan be with a rich and educated woman."

"I'm a very uneducated woman, but I know how to respect and respect others. It's free to look classy but mouth like never schooled."

"What did you say?! Women don't know themselves! It's poor, belagu again!"

"My attitude depends on how you act on me. You are polite, I am more polite. And vice versa."

The debate came to a halt when suddenly someone approached them.

"This is what Mothers are? The art show's about to start, why are you still chatting here?"

Apparently the homeroom teacher Arsen used to call miss Livia.

"This, Miss. They insulted my mother" explained Arsen.

"Is that right?" ask the slender woman.

All the mothers who were in that place fell silent while bowing their faces.

"As parents, mothers should be able to set a good example in front of our children. You should know what they deserve to hear or not. I hope this is the first and last time I hear something like this. Let's go inside, the show's about to start."

One by one the mothers disbanded and entered the hall where the performing arts were held. With the Saints. He took Arsen by the hand and invited him into the hall. It was at the time of entering the room that the unexpected right occurred. The woman who had been sneering at Sacred had suddenly fallen to the floor. Usut had a stretcher one of the rights of his shoes broken to make his leg sprain.

"Then you can't perform on stage. I have to rest at the school clinic" Miss Livia said.

"Mother .. We're going to practice hard singing, time can't perform. Hu ... hu .. hu ..." The cry of a boy who was beside the woman suddenly broke out.

"This seems to be the definition of the phrase karma paid cash," Sacred mind.

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