The Tomboy Babysitter the Heart Thief

CHAPTER 98

"Where have you been, Sis? Why just got home?" holy Reprimands as they passed each other in the dining room.

"So I told you, didn't I go out to buy a pulse."

"It's been almost two hours since you paid to buy a pulse. Where's the stall?"

"OK! OK! I'm confessing. I didn't go out to buy a pulse, but I went with my friend."

"Where to?"

"Do you need to know where I'm going?"

"This is your salary this month" Suci said as she handed Siska a brown envelope.

Siska grabbed the envelope and checked the contents inside.

"Huh?! Is this not wrong? It's a small salary. Your husband's stingy!"

"Before you say that, have you thought about how you are doing in this house? Do you always do your job well? Are you a serajin mbok Asih?"

"You're comparing me to that chatty old guy!"

"I don't mean to compare you guys, but you know for yourself, right? Asih mbok performance. He got up early and did homework, also prepared breakfast. While you just woke up after all breakfast was on the table. All this time I chose not to reprimand you in front of Ray or Mbok Asih. Because what? I want to take care of your feelings and hope you can change. But the more days you are the more alone. You haven't washed yet, but you're out of the house and you're only home two hours later."

"Don't be madam you niss talk as good as your stomach. You're the bully who went to class. If Mr. Ray hadn't married you, you'd still be a babu."

"It's all fate. The soul is beyond our control. I never dreamed of being Ray's wife."

"I became curious, what the hell style you wear to the extent that a man in the class of Mr. Ray can be captivated with his own babu.

"What do you mean talk like that? I never wear any style."

"Siska! It is not appropriate for you to speak so to Saints!" jak mbok Asih who just returned from shopping at the market.

"Well, where is my fault? I'm talking facts. Why could master Ray be captivated by a village woman like her. His face and appearance still mingled me everywhere."

"Where are you from, by the way?" Mbok Asih diverted the conversation.

"So I told you, didn't I? Out to buy the pulse."

"You don't have to lie. You went to the karaoke place, didn't you"?

"Damn! How did this old lady know I was going to karaoke?" inner Siska.

"Mbok don't talk so much!" refute Siska.

"Here you go, just confess. I saw with my own eyes that you went into karaoke with a man."

"You got into karaoke with a guy? Is that really so?" holy Licker.

"It seems Mbok's vision is starting to get troubled."

"My eyesight is still normal. Not only did I see, but Mr. Ray, too."

"A-a-pa? Sir Ray saw too?"

"Yes. That guy is Mr Freddy, right? It must be that guy who's been buying you those expensive things."

"Sir Freddy who, Mbok?" ask Sacred.

"Mr Ray said Mr. Freddy was one of his friend's fathers. Isn't that right, Miss Siska?"

"Ehm .. i-i, …"

"Siska. Is what Asih said true?" holy Licker.

"OK! Mr. Freddy is my girlfriend. I met him at the mall. He accidentally hit me until the phone I just bought broke apart. He also bought me a new phone. Not only that, he also often bought me expensive items," said Siska.

"The coup is right my guess. You become an om-om's stash just so you can have those expensive things."

"About speaking. I'm not an om-om stash. Mr. Freddy is a widower, not a married man. Already, I'm tired, want to rest."

"Just want a break. It's laundry behind the pile. Who wants to play?" mbok Asih protest.

"Later on!" Siska moved out of the dining room and into her room.

"Well, why sleep ki piye to?" mbok Asih grout.

"Already, Mbok. It's okay, let me wash his clothes" said Suci.

"Well, how come you're the one who's holy?"

"It's okay, Mbok. Maybe Siska is tired."

"Let's just wash it."

"No, Mbok just cooks for lunch." Saints passed from the front of the Asih mbok and then walked to a special place to wash clothes in the back.

"Holy people are kind and patient. Otherwise, surely the lazy girl has been fired," muttered Asih.

Mbok Asih had just moved from the dining room when suddenly a mobile phone ringing from the main room sounded.

"Sir, there's a phone!" mbok Asih.

"That's all right, Mbok. I'm doing it again!" holy Word from the back room.

Mbok Asih rushed towards the main room and quickly grabbed the Holy phone that was on the dressing table. Apparently the school teacher called.

[Hello, good morning by noon, Holy Mother.]

[Sorry, Mother teacher. This is me mbok Asih the assistant housewife of the Holy Mother. What's up, Mom?]

[Please tell Holy Ma'am if Arsen after the sport is vomiting. Now he's at the school clinic. Can the Holy Mother pick me up?]

[Astaghfirullahaldzimov. O God, how is young master Arsen now, Master?]

[Arsen no longer vomits. But the circumstances were so limp, it seemed impossible to continue following the lesson.]

[Okay, Teacher. I will immediately convey it to Holy Mother. Thanks for the information.]

- Interrupted calls

"Sir! Nduk!" yelled mbok Asih.

"What's up, Mbok. How do you scream like that?"

"Young master ... young master …"

"Yes, Mbok. What happened to Arsen?"

"It was just her teacher's mother who called. He told me that young master was sick at school."

"Astaghfirullahaldzim! Arsen is sick, Mbok?"

"The teacher's mother said that the young master vomited after exercising. You are asked to come to school immediately."

"Mbok continue to wash it yes, I went to Arsen school first" said Suci.

"Yes, Nduk. You don't have to think about this laundry. What matters is that you're fast to school."

"Yes already, Mbok. I'll go first."

"Let me see first. He's not outside."

The saint moved from the laundry room and rushed to the terrace of his house. Apparently he didn't find Davin there.

"Oh my God, where is Davin? In this crucial moment he disappeared instead," he murmured.

"Where is the Holy Mother going? It seems to be in a hurry, "reproved Mr. Bondan, the security guard at the gate.

"Anu .. I, sir. Arsen's sick. I'll pick up at his school. Has Davin not been back here?"

"No, Ma. He must have been muttering first."

"Oh yeah, I'll just take a taxi."

Not long after a taxi passed.

"Take this mother to an international school, sir," Bondan told the driver.

"Come, Mom."

"I'll go first, sir."

"Yes, Mom. Careful." Mr. Bondan opened the back door of the taxi. The saints also entered it.

Arriving at school.

Suci went straight to the school clinic where Arsen was treated.

"Arsen, Darling. What's the matter, son?" he asked with a panicked face.

"So when exercise suddenly my stomach hurt, Mom."

"What did you eat besides the food you prepared from home?"

"Ehm .. There was a grandmother selling donuts in front of the school. Because I'm sorry I bought it."

"Mother's been saying don't snack other than in the school cafeteria."

"Sorry, Mom. I promise I won't do it again."

"Is your stomach still hurting?" ask Arsen's homeroom teacher, miss Livia.

"No, Miss. I'm just nauseous."

"How is this, Miss? Did my Arsen take me to the hospital?" ask Sacred.

"No need, Mom. Arsen just needs to rest. I can take her home now."

"We go home now, baby," said the Holy One. The boy nodded his head.

After saying goodbye to Miss Livia, the two left the school clinic.

Saints and Arsen had just set foot in the schoolyard when Davin suddenly approached them.

"Where have we been?" ask Sacred.

"Ehm .. sorry, Mom. I went back to my boarding house but fell asleep. I went straight to Mom's house but Mr. Bondan said Mom was going to Arsen's young master's school. That's why I came straight here" Davin said.

"Yes, we're home now."

"Young master why ask to be picked up?"

"Arsen pain. Her teacher's mother asked me to pick her up, "Suci explained.

Davin nodded in understanding.

They left the school yard and headed for the car.

Arriving at home.

Mbok Asih awaits Arsen's arrival on the porch with a look of panic.

"Oh my God, young master is okay?" tanyakanya.

"So I had a stomachache, but after vomiting and being given the same medicine Miss Livia my stomach was better."

"Young master jajan carelessly huh?"

"Yes, Mbok. Arsen bought a doughnut cake outside the school cafeteria" Suci explained.

"Now the young master understands, why do the father and mother teacher forbid snacking carelessly?" ask mbok Asih.

Arsen nodded his head.

"Well, I'll take Arsen to his room first." Suci took Arsen's hand and invited him into Arsen's room.

"From just now in the room, aren't you bored?" inner mbok Asih as it crosses Siska's room.

"Wake up! Today the junk car is coming!" exclaim mbok Asih from the front door of the room.

Not long after the door of the room opened.

"What's wrong?"

"Gather all the trash in this house and bring it to the front of the compound."

"Lazy, hot outside."

"What did you say? Lazy?! All the work is done, even Saints who have to intervene to wash clothes. Just being told to throw away trash says lazy."

"Mbok no longer anything, right? Mbok just threw away his trash. I'm hungry, I'm going to have lunch first."

"If you wait for lunch, the garbage truck may be over."

"Eatya Mbok just throw his garbage."

"Hufa! Just watch out later I'm aduin with Mr. Ray let your salary cut again."

"Basic licker!"

"It's only eleven o'clock in the afternoon, the boy's tumben has gone home. Waitaminute! If Arsen has come home, then there's Davin dong." Siska who said she was hungry was soon to leave her room and walk to the terrace.

"Davin!" call Siska when the private driver is about to ride his motorcycle.

"Siska. I thought you were going to college."

"Lecture? Who is going to college?" sela mbok Asih who just came out of the house. He was carrying a large plastic bag filled with trash.

"Siska, Mbok."

"Where are you at university?" mbok Asih sindir.

"Ehm ... on campus ehm, …"

"Bok and his sister are really not polite!" Davin protest.

"Huh?! Sister employer?"

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