The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 42. Offer to Be a Nanny

Adinda smiled, “Means I should quit college and better go back home to the village!”

Ciiit!

Akram brake his car suddenly until Caca almost fell from the lap of Adinda, “Astaghfirullah, Sir. Careful driving! Is there a cat passing by? Why stop suddenly?”

“Mother takuut!” great-granddaughter Caca tightened her embrace on the girl who had been shocked because Akram stopped impromptu.

“Iya, Darling .. calm yes, there is mommy here kok!” said Adinda stroked the little one's back and held it stronger.

“Pardon papa, Darling .. was there a chicken passing by,” kilah Akram try to lie.

“Ayam? Time on the highway like this is no chicken passing anyway? Very strange answer Sir,” sergeant in disbelief.

“So you plan to go back to your village?” Akram still looked at him.

“Hemm, that is the best option in my mind right now. After all, Mother and my brother should know my situation now,” he continued to look at the man sitting behind the steering wheel of the control of the car.

“If you leave, what about my son?” Akram still enjoys a beautiful face and simple wrapped in hijab, feels to reconcile the heart.

“But I also can't possibly stay in your house continuously. I am a woman who is in trouble with her husband. Although maybe in the near future will take care and file a divorce lawsuit, it is still very inappropriate if I am at home with you. I have to live my life even though I am a widow and maybe I will quit college forever.” Adinda turned her eyes, staring at the quiet streets because now is the time for people to be struggling with work.

“Never stop to hope in the future. You better keep going to college, work with me! If you want to be Caca's nanny then I will pay for your entire college until the end, if you consider all that excessive then you can also make it a debt that you will later pay by working and deducting salary in my company! How?” Trying desperately to find an excuse so that the woman who has been able to steal the heart of his little Princess is still willing to stay with him and also Caca.

Adinda did not answer Akram's question, the woman preferred to remain silent until the car driven by the man had entered her yard.

“Wait, Adinda!” yang Akram held the girl's hand as Adinda was about to descend.

“Give me time to think about it,” says Brief Adinda.

“Alright then your wish, but please tomorrow morning you have given the answer!” Akram as if begging the girl in Akram's eyes is just a wife who is cheated by her husband.

Eventually the two men got out of the car and when Akram wanted to take over the princess from Adinda's sling, the girl did not want to be released even though Akram had tried to persuade her.

“Caca same Papa first yes, son! Pity the mother objected to carrying Caca, see your mother's body is very small How if she gets sick yesterday?” Akram was forced to do all the way Princess nosebleeds moved to her carrier.

“Caca don't want Mommy to sick again!” he said by stretching out both hands until Akram can hold her and bring the two women of different ages back into the house.

“Loh, how fast is it back? Your sister did not become —” Sentence mistress Ramindra stopped instantly when Akram shook his head, gesturing for the mother not to continue the question.

“Ya already, then you go back to your room again ya!” tell the madam who immediately embraced Adinda because the girl felt the need for calm.

“Still, Mistress. Then I say goodbye first!” The girl finally retreated and then stepped away into the room she had previously occupied.

When the girl opened the room door, a few seconds later a male servant brought her his backpack and suitcase, “ this you want to bring into your room, Neng?” ask the waiter kindly.

Adinda opened the door of the room wider and then let the waiter enter his goods, “Makasih many yes Sir, have helped bring my suitcase,” he said smiling kindly.

“That's been my job here, Neng. Hopefully Neng Adinda will stay at home in this house, especially it seems like little Miss really likes the presence of Eneng! Excuse me first,” he concluded before turning his body out of the room occupied by Adinda.

Adinda closed the door of her room, then laid her body on the bed while staring at the ceiling of the room, “Mother ... Finally what I was afraid of happened too! What should Dinda do now? Dinda is unlikely to want to return with Mas Reza whose hobby is playing women even bring the woman to enter the room in the house we occupy together.”

The girl's eyelids finally spilled the clear circles that had been faithfully passing through the cheeks even from Reza's house.

“Do I accept aja yes, an offer from Mr Akram to be a babysitter?”