Baby S(H)Itters
«8» Playground

The laughter of the children was heard along the ears. As imagined. The amusement park is definitely crowded. Especially now the weekend.

Mia should have gotten her off, but unfortunately Model who just got her off after a long trip took Nam Chuan and his family on vacation.

Because children come all in and it seems difficult if you have to watch the three together in the place of the ramain. Mia must come.

Of course his presence was considered overtime. Because according to the agreement, Mia's working day is only Monday to Saturday. No exception when the date is red. If it is outside that day, it is considered overtime.

There has not been an hour and already several times Afi almost dragged visitors. Jurba and Asiha are of course safe.

Jurba was in the close arms of a Lazha. String tightly until the child looks like breathing difficulties.

Inversely with the brother. Asiha is very comfortable in Mia's arms. As long as Mia is not dragged, Asiha will also be safe.

"Sorry, Sir. But what if we have lunch first? It would seem less comfortable playing in the middle of a sea of humans like this."

Ten o'clock through Lazha arrived and invited, or rather forced Nam Chuan and his family to play with him in the amusement park. And the most preoccupied of course our sweet nanny. Mia Yamaja's.

Is there anything else? Especially to take care of Asiha. The little girl was almost never separated from Mia all day. Though Mia just lying in the room while watching random soap operas that appear on her porch.

After a more appropriate variety of preparations is called changing clothes as fast as lightning. They arrived at the playground at about eleven. And the playground chosen by Lazha is crowded.

Many people pass by and go in and out, which if more attention is paid more to come out than to enter. Holding back her tightness in the crowd on an empty stomach is not typical of Mia once.

And given the lunch hour that soon began Mia to get the courage to say her opinion. Hope his voice is not swallowed by other voices around them.

"Good idea. Let's find a restaurant near here!"

Oh, hope is realized? Though Afi alone had whined from earlier and the man did not bully him.

With that their entourage followed the direction of the people who wanted to go out as well. And luckily the ticket payment is in every vehicle which means Mia does not have to pay just to enter the playground area.

During the walk, Mia's gaze did not escape from the child's child.its location behind the four makes it easier for Mia to watch over Jurba and Afi who are out of her reach.

Not really, Afi who will occasionally be carried by the flow of Mia's hand reached him. Only Jurba really can't he achieve.

Lazha who occasionally checks his phone makes Mia worried that Jurba is also dragged by the current. And it's true what's worried. Jurba moved away from her sight.

"Sorry sir, can take Miss Asiha for a moment, 'I want to go to the toilet." After handing Asiha over to Nam Chuan, Mia fled towards Jurba.

It was quite difficult to find the child whose height had still not reached the one meter mark. It takes extra precision to find Jurba.

Legs that do not stop walking step according to instinct. The head spun in all directions researching everything that reached his eyes. His mouth also occasionally called out the name of the child

Finding one child among thousands of people is difficult. Almost in despair, Mia saw a waving hand with a ribbon of cloth on her arm.

The tape that Mia deliberately made for the anticipation of an event like this. Giving a ribbon bracelet when going to crowded places has become a habit for Mia.

Without waiting for long Mia grabbed the hand until they faced the front.

"Mother, fear."

"Are you a fool, my daughter a woman!"

Mia looked at the Mother and Child who had gone after the Mother insulted her. Mia failed.

...______...

Jurba who felt her next hand being pulled tried to call her father. But his voice was not loud enough to attract the attention of the father who walked opposite him.

Jurba was not foolish enough not to understand that there was currently someone who wanted to keep him away with his entourage. His small body was easy to disappear among the many people larger than him.

Jurba tried to take off the grip on his arm. His power was not big enough to complicate his efforts. Even his skin was flushed.

Jurba's eyes saw her nanny. With the courage that exists and the great possibility to escape, the child bites the hand of the person who holds it.

It worked!

As quickly as possible Jurba ran towards Mia, although her body had to repeatedly hit the legs of people taller than her. Mia who was seen stopping with her lunglai body accelerated Jurba to reach him.

Bruk!

"Mia, I'm scared…"

It was as if his almost uprooted life was being pulled back in. Mia hugged Jurba tightly. He is also scared, but Mia has to win Jurba first.

"It's okay Young Master, I'm here." Repeatedly Mia said a similar word, slowly Jurba was also calm.

Beside the cotton sugar booth with Jurba still in her arms Mia felt calmer. Apart from the torturous crowd. And more importantly, his young master did not disappear.

His calm ranking Mia did not even feel that she had been holding Jurba for long enough. His body does not feel sore or anything that usually happens when carrying this child.

Is it possible because it is used to holding Jurba and Asiha at the same time?

And here is their final existence. In front of the entrance and Jurba in Mia's sling. With one big stick of cotton sugar in the man's hand. Which of course was the result of robbing Mia.

"Where should we go now, Young Master?" a confused tone was inherent in his questioning sentence. Mia's mouth was observed empty again entered the food brought by the only child kacil there.

After swallowing the cotton sugar in his mouth Jurba said in a scornful tone that never offended Mia, "Foolish base, Papa couldn't possibly not tell you where it is. Check your phone, stupid Mia." Not rude but also not soft that's how Jurba talks.

After being told, Mia realized that she had not opened her phone yet.

...Still late, right? Don't you. I'm working on it as soon as I can. ...

...And after I noticed in this chapter it turns out a lot of narration. Not because you can not make a conversation but a lot of diemnya.emang what to talk about when the taste of the crushes more dominating....

...Most likely the one in the head must have been 'when to come out of this torment'...

...See You next Chap...