The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 92

One by one the students accompanied by their parents perform on stage. Until it was Arsen and Suci's turn to perform on stage.

"Mother, I'm afraid" Arsen said shortly after the host called their names.

Suci reviewed the smile and then clasped the hand of the prince.

"There's nothing to worry about, honey. You definitely can. There's a mother here" he said. The boy finally nodded.

Suci took Arsen's hand and took him up on stage. If I can be honest this is the first time he has appeared in public. Shame, and worry, that's for sure. But for Arsen's sake he had to fight that feeling.

"Good morning everyone, we will read a poem entitled

Love without but," said Suci who then greeted boisterous applause.

Love .. one word a million meanings

His extraordinary power can turn hatred into love

Suci and Arsen took turns reading line after line of the poem Ray had written. Until we arrive at the last row which should be Arsen's turn. A sentence in English.

"Because love .. because love .. ehm …"

Arsen looked confused because he suddenly forgot the last sentence while Saints who were standing nearby were already looking forward to anxiety.

"Because love .. because love .. um …"

Arsen still tried to remember the sentence in the last verse of the poem he recited but he really failed until one day someone through appeared and said the last sentence.

"Because love doesn't need a reason."

A second later the room was filled with applause from the audience.

"Dad!" Arsen welcomes Ray's arrival and slips into his arms.

"The incredible poem. Thank you, Arsen and your father and mother" said the host.

After giving a salute to the audience, the three then went down from the stage.

"So you forgot the last sentence?" rayyan asked shortly after they sat on the bench.

"I-i-iya, I'm so nervous. Good thing Dad came. Otherwise I could cry on stage."

"God. Boy crying anyway." Ray rattled Arsen's hair.

"Have you met Mr Aldrick?" ask Sacred.

"Yes. He will invest in my company with a large amount."

"Alhamdulillah .. sustenance of Sholeh's son," said Suci.

"It's thanks to your do'a too, my wife."

An hour later, the art show was over.

"Ehm. Would you mind taking me?"

"Where?"

"To my old friend's house."

"Who? Women, right?"

"Male. Of course women."

"Can. Where's his house?"

"After the market. It's probably a half-hour drive from here."

"Can."

"I sent a message to Davin first not to come here. It's a pity that he'll be confused." Suci took his cell phone and sent a message to Arsen's private driver.

The three left the hall and headed towards the school grounds. It was then that Ray accidentally collided with a woman who looked troubled walking.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it."

"My leg is sick, it's been hit!" his gerrick. But a few moments later the look on his face turned frantic when he found out that the man he hit was Rayyan.

"Sir Ray."

"Mother Dania."

"That mother was, right?" ask Sacred.

"Dad, this mother was the one who insulted me in front of people" Arsen explained.

"Dignores?"

"Yes, Dad. This mother said that she was a village woman and didn't deserve to be Dad's wife."

"Is that right, Ms Dania?" lice Rayyan.

"Ehm .. I-I, .. apologize, Mr. Ray."

"Why are you apologizing to me? Apologize to my wife."

"Ehm .. Holy Mother, I ask for my attitude."

Saints smile.

"Easy, Mom. Forgetit. I hope you can appreciate others more. Don't judge a person by his outward appearance."

"Sir Ray is lucky to have a wife as good as the Holy Mother" said Ms. Dania.

"Mother and Yoga are taking a taxi?" ask Ray.

"Ah, no, sir. I was given my family's personal driver. I called him, he might be here soon."

"Oh, so."

A few moments later someone approached them.

"My legs are sick, please help me to the car" said Ms. Dania.

Suddenly Ray looked at the man's face.

"Sir Sean?"

"Rayyan?"

Yep. Dania's private driver turns out to be Sean, Sofia's husband.

"Well, you guys know each other?"

"Ehm .. I-I, …"

"Sir Sean this is … "

"I used to work at Rayyan's, Mom."

"Oh, so. Yes, we'll excuse you, good afternoon." Ms. Dania with Yoga and Sean then left the place.

"Why would he admit that?" ask the Holy One to Ray.

"Where might he confess that he was the one who ever did us bad."

"Mother .. I'm hungry," whined Arsen.

"Oh yeah, it's lunchtime. We eat outside, yes. I'm going to my friend's house."

"I want to eat meatballs. Can you, Dad?"

"Ehm .. We eat in the cafe only yes," Ray persuaded.

"But I want to eat meatballs."

"It's okay, Mas, Arsen eats meatballs. We are looking for a clean kiosk" said Suci.

"Because your mother asked, I may."

"Horay! Eat that big meatball, huh, Dad?"

"Big meatballs?"

"Yes, a meatball that's one bowl in size."

"Are you capable of spending such a big meatball?"

"If it's not over Dad's finished." Arsen chuckles.

"Where can it be. You're the one who asked, so you're gonna have to eat it all out."

"Yes, let's go to the meatball stall" Suci asked.

The three then entered the car and then headed to a meatball stall.

"The meatballs are three servings, and the orange ice is three glasses," Ray told the shop owner.

"Good, Sir. Please wait a moment. I will immediately prepare your order.

Ray and his wife and son also chose to occupy a table.

Not long after that a man appeared from the inside with a pile of freshly washed clean bowls.

"You're taking this order to table number 4." The owner of the stall handed the man a large tray of three bowls of meatballs and three glasses of orange ice. He took her to the Holy Table.

"Hanafis? You're Hanafi, right?" ask Sacred.

The man then looked at the Holy Face. Although it had not met for quite a while and the appearance of the Saint had already changed, he was still able to recognize him.

"God! You're Holy, aren't you?"

"I thought you had forgotten. Oh yeah, you work in this shop, right?"

"Yes. In the morning I work as a parking lot at the post office and in the afternoon until evening I work here" Hanafi said.

"You're a hard worker."

"That's how. I'm in need of a lot of money. This month my wife gave birth."

"Alhamdulillah, if you are married."

Hanafi suddenly observed the appearance of his old friend.

"Your appearance has changed a lot. I barely recognized you. Oh yeah, you still work as a nanny in that house?"

"Yes. Now I take care of her father too."

"What do you mean?" Hanafi frowned.

"Ehm .. I'm-me."

"I've married Suci" Ray said.

"A-a-pa? Married married?"

"Yes, we're married and officially' a married couple."

"Your fate is good, Saints. You get the soul mate of a handsome and rich man. Not like I used to be so-so," inner Hanafi.

"Where do you live now?" ask Sacred.

"Still at my old boarding house. Actually that place is too narrow. Especially when I have a baby. I'd love to move into a bigger rented house, but I don't have enough money to move out of my old hostel."

"Hopefully someday you and your family can have their own home."

"It seems like an impossible request to materialize. I can't possibly have a house in this town."

"Don't talk like that. Nothing is impossible while you are still trying" said Suci.

"Ah, please enjoy the meatballs while it's warm." Hanafi left the table and returned to the front of the shop.

"Do you know that woman?" ask the shop owner to Hanafi.

"Yes, Sir. That woman is my old friend."

"Oh, so. I thought he was your ex-boyfriend." The middle-aged man chuckled.

"Holy .. if you knew, it would take me years to forget you until I finally reopened my heart to another woman. When I completely forgot about you, why did God bring us back together?" inner Hanafi.

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