The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 93

"How much is everything, Mom?" ray asked Hanafi.

"60 grand, sir."

Ray took a piece of fifty thousand and ten thousand bills from his wallet and gave them to Hanafi.

"thank you. Ehm .. Sacred."

"Yes, Han."

"Can't I ask for your phone number? Your old number can't be reached."

"Ehm, …"

"Why did you ask for my wife's phone number? You already have a wife" Ray said.

"Take care of each other, sir. We've been friends since childhood."

"It doesn't seem necessary" Ray said.

"Come, Ci. I'm asking for your new number" whined Hanafi.

"Sorry, Han. I have to follow what Ray said."

"About being the wife of a rich man, you're so arrogant."

"It's not so, Han. I just, …"

"I am a poor man. It's not worth being friends with rich people like you" Hanafi said. He went into the inside of the shop.

"We're not going to your friend's house?" Ray diverted the conversation.

"Oh, so, Mas."

"I'm sorry, sir. Thank you" said Suci to the shop owner.

"Thank you back."

Suci and his small family then left the stall to go to the house of old friend Suci.

"Who was that guy?" ask Ray on the way.

"Hanafi. He was my friend when he was in the village."

"From the way he looks at you, he seems to like you."

"Where is possible, Mommy. He already has a wife. Never mind, don't talk about him."

"Your friend's house is far away?"

"It seems close. Later when it reaches the market we just ask the citizens."

Five minutes later they started to enter the market area.

"Sorry, Sir. I'd like to ask. Do you know Dina's house?" holy Ask a fruit merchant.

"Which one is it, ma'am?"

"Dina who lives in a rented house and has twins," explained Suci.

"Oh, his house is over there. But the car can not enter because it has to pass through a small alley. At least only a motorcycle can get in there."

"Oh, fine, Mom. Um... I bought her two kilos of citrus fruit, ma'am."

"Can."

The merchant swiftly weighed the Holy Oranges and put them in a plastic bag.

"Everything thirty thousand."

After paying for the oranges he bought, Suci then passed from before the merchant.

"The car can't go inside, Mas" Suci told Ray.

"Let me park at the convenience store. It looks like it'll be safer than being parked on the side of the road" Ray said.

The saint agreed.

After entering the narrow alley shown by the fruit dealer, the three arrived at a house where there was a stall in the front. Two girls were playing with dolls on the porch.

"It seems true this is Dina's home," Sacred Inner.

"Excuse me, sisters. Can you call your mother?"

Two-year-old twins ran into the house. Not long after they came out with her mother and her. Sure enough, that woman was an old friend of the Saints, Dina.

"Your son is very smart" Praise the Holy One.

"God! Holier. How did you get to my house?" Dina looked surprised by the sudden arrival of the Saint in front of her house.

"Your house is not difficult to find. I'm just the same fruit merchant."

Suddenly Suci turned her gaze to the two girls hiding behind Dina's body.

"Hey pretty boy, what's your name?" tanyakanya.

"Keissy."

"Keyra."

"What a good name. Oh yeah, it's for you guys." Suci thrust a plastic bag containing oranges at the two.

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Oh yeah, is this your husband?" ask Sacred.

"Yes. Meet me, his name is Rayyan."

Dina extended her right hand.

"Dina."

"Room."

"Oh my God, this guy is so handsome. Rich and well established again. Had he been my husband, I would not have lived in such a narrow rented house. I can buy luxury items as I please," Inner Dina.

"When did you open this shop?" ask Sacred.

Dina who was daydreaming was certainly not responding to her question. He was shocked when Saints called his name.

"Dina."

"D-c-yes. Why?"

"When did you open this shop?"

Saints repeated the question.

"Since you gave me that money, I've spent it right away. I'm really grateful to you. This shop has been very helpful to my family. I no longer need to beg on the streets" Dina said.

"Thank God, if the money is beneficial to your family," said Suci.

"There's a guest apparently."

"This is my friend whose name is Sacred, Mas," explained Dina.

"Thank you, Madam. Madam has really helped my family" said the man named Herry.

"Don't call me madam."

"Oh, thank you, Holy Mother. Let's go in."

"No, just here."

"Already dong, Mas smoking it. Potatoes now have a shop you smoke as you please. If this is how we can profit," said Dina when she found her husband taking a pack of cigarettes from the storefront.

"All right, just one pack."

"One pack you said? The ashtray is already full of cigarette butts."

"This shop will not lose anyway," said Herry lightly.

"If every day like this at least until three months this stall has gone bankrupt. You are usually just troublesome, never nyenengin wife's child!"

"Cigarettes are just a pack of things. I'm giving it back!" Herry threw the pack of cigarettes roughly over the display case and turned the wheelchair into the house.

"You saw for yourself, didn't you, how my husband behaved. How my body is not getting thinner. Every day I eat only the liver" grumbled Dina.

"You don't talk to your husband that way. But he has feelings. When his legs aren't deformed, he'll work for your family, won't he? With her current state of affairs perhaps she would have a hard time finding a new job."

"When did he become a burden to me?"

Saints reviewed a thin smile.

"It's not a burden, it's a test. God gives you a test because love is with you.

Nor will God give a test beyond the limits of His people's ability."

"You're delicious. I have a rich husband, I want anything to ask for. I'm not rich I have to think tomorrow there's no one to eat. Life is not fair! God is not fair!"

"Russiafar, Din. You can't talk like that."

"In fact, that's how it is, when I have to say God has kindly given me abundant money."

"Dina, that sustenance is not forever just about money and possessions. You have two smart and healthy twins and one of the benefits you should be grateful for. Maybe there's a couple out there who's been married for years but haven't had a baby, or have kids but are sick."

"Maybe I've been complaining too much."

"Yes, and you forget how to be grateful."

"Later I'm sorry about Herry. I will never demean her again" said Dina.

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

"Mother let's go home" whined Arsen.

"Why, Honey? You must be tired. Um... sorry, Din. Looks like we should go home now. Next time I'll play here again."

"Again thanks. God will repay your kindness. Oh yes, I pray that you guys get a baby soon."

"Aamiin's."

"We say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum."

Suci took Arsen's hand and invited him to leave Dina's house.

"Oh yes, Mas. How's Rossa doing?" holy asked as they had just entered the car.

"So, I haven't asked you again."

"Try the phone."

Ray took his cell phone and called his secretary's number.

He deliberately turned on the loud speaker so that Saints and Arsen could hear and talk them.

[Hello, Rossa]

[Yes, Sir.]

[How are you doing? Are you feeling better?]

[Already, Sir. The doctor let me go home. I was on my way home.]

[You picked up your husband, didn't you?]

[Ehm .. no, sir. I took a taxi. My husband had reasoned to be busy at the store, so he couldn't pick me up at the hospital.]

[Your husband is absolutely outrageous. I don't care at all about my partner.]

[It's okay, Sir. Maybe this has been my destiny. Um.... Sir's in the office huh? Sorry if I can't get into the office.]

[Ah, no. My family and I have just returned from Arsenic School. There is an art show there.]

[Oh, so.]

[When you get home, you take a break. Don't think about office work.]

[Good, Sir.]

[I hung up the phone. Good afternoon.]

Ray then ended the conversation.

"Thank God that Rossa has come home. May the household always be well" said Suci.

"Sometimes I feel sorry when she tells me that her husband is too indifferent to her" Ray said.

"And I'm grateful to have such a caring and romantic husband like Mas."

"Am I really romantic?"

"Yes. At least it's not too cold."

Suddenly Ray approached the Sacred face.

"There's Arsen, shame," he whispered.

"Look, he's sleeping on your lap."

Sacred's face flushed red as Arsen landed a gentle kiss on her cheek.

"I love you" she whispered.

"Ehm .. love you too."

For the first time since becoming a husband and wife, Suci ventured to give a kiss on Ray's lips.

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