Baby S(H)Itters
«13» Dinner

Czechoslovakia!

The sound of the camera accidentally hit Jurba echoed in a room that was suddenly quiet after Mia came out. As if awakened by hearing the sound of the camera earlier, Asiha immediately excitedly asked Mia to bang her small body.

The cup!

Mia was stunned to get a kiss arrived on her cheek plus another word that came out of Asiha's natural pink mouth.

"Sir Ma is beautiful!"

Is she really that beautiful until she deserves praise?

"Thank you little sister." Smile develops wider on the face of Mia who has been better than when given make-up by Asiha.

Mia glanced down as she felt that someone was pulling on the clothes she was wearing. Seen Afi thrust Mia's phone that still displays the camera application while throwing away face.

Mia who understood that immediately grabbed her phone. Setting the front camera, Mia selfi with Asiha who was in her arms. As a result Afi snatched an upset.

It is difficult to scramble with Jurba, take a photo together even given a photo with others.

Inversely with Afi. Mia felt like laughing to see the look on Afi's face that changed immediately after she gave the photo she had just taken.

They seem cool too?

"OK, okay. Let's take a photo together." Mia lowered her body to be more in line with the child. Realizing there was less Mia looked behind her body. "Sister Jurba doesn't want to come?!"

There was no reply from the Eldest but his steps walked over. Either prestige or it is irritable to talk, which is certain this one child does not talk unless he deceives Mia.

Various positions have been done. The photos obtained were already more than ten. But for Mia the best is their last photo.

The jurba who hugged him from behind, either intentionally or unintentionally kissed his cheek. Afi and Asiha were scrambling for a position to be on his lap. While Mia herself sat cross-legged widening the skirt she wore to cover her legs.

Photos that look cheerful even though the atmosphere there looks gloomy and even dim.

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After the change of clothes drama is over the child's child is time to take a shower. No need to work hard because they easily comply when asked.

After the children are neat and fragrant time Mia relax before the girl has to cook for dinner which will be done around seven o'clock later.

Soon the host usually returns home. Today Mia has not received the box from the mysterious person as usual. Mia was happy by herself.

In his mind 'Maybe the man resigned his plan to harass the residents of Diantoro house does not have any influence.'

Honestly, actually Mia was a little amused at the contents of the box she received. Putting aside the disgust that always whack, Mia always tried to overcome every contents of the mysterious box box alone.

But it seems his hopes should be dashed at that hour as well. Because not long after that there was a sound of the door being knocked and when it opened. Walaa. The delivery courier of the package with a mysterious box in his hand.

"Today came more afternoon than usual yes" joked Mia but with a depressed tone that was not covered.

The courier scrunched his forehead. "It's not the second time, is it?"

"Yes, if you send, the Mas is new twice. But if the same is delivered Mas, this is the umpteenth time."

Conveniently confiding in the Courier, Mia was not aware that the car that usually used by Mr. Nam was parked right behind the Courier. In fact, the man had asked the security guard to put his car in a garage.

Mia whose stalling action has been made aware by the Courier, immediately picked up the package and prepared to put up a signature. But the voice from the side first surprised Mia.

"What package is that."

"Package for Mr. Nam Chuan from an anonymous sender who did not give his name." The tone that came out sounded a little faint in Mia's ear. Probably in Mr. Nam's ears.

You fucking Courier. Just watch out, get a one-star mampus you.

After completing the available procedures the courier was saying goodbye in a hurry and without further ado. Too upset at Mia who wastes her precious time.

Fortunately, the box was the last package he had. If there were nothing else he wouldn't be able to keep it that quiet.

After the Courier left, the first thing Mr. Nam wanted to do was open the box. Mia who is still cool grumbled at the attitude of the courier who she thought was not polite it was too late to prevent Mr. Nam to open the box.

Bruk!

The box, along with its contents, was simply displayed. The flat face of Mr. Nam makes Mia not know what is on the mind of the three-child widower.

"Next time don't accept such a package again." His last message before continuing his steps into the house.

Just getting out of place, Mia had already been summoned by a female voice from behind her body.

"Hey wait, is Brother Nam home yet?"

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And this is where Mia ends. After finishing taking a meal for each member who has increased by one person. Mia sat on one of the same dining table chairs as Asiha on her lap.

The little girl whined not to be put in her special chair. But his small body did not allow Asiha to sit alone.

Silent.

The atmosphere of eating is always applied by Mr. Nam when eating the main meal. Only the sound of the twang of the spoon clashing with the plate until finally the main food is replaced with fruits as cover.

"Sister, are you sure you're not going to fire this nanny?"

Finally the Guest Lady conveyed her heart. Not meant to be narcissistic but Mia felt noticed by Lazha, the guest who was hitching a night grave.

"What are your complaints again?" That uninterested question sentence came out of the lips of the homeowner.

It's not the first time Lazha has asked for dinner together since Mia worked here. And it wasn't just this once that the woman protested Mia's work.

"Aren't you aware of what he's wearing right now? That's Brother-in-law's shirt, brother."

"Yes, then?" Honestly, Nam doesn't really care. After all, it's just clothes. Unused, again. What's wrong with wearing?

The response Nam showed was an interest for Lazha. The girl became even more excited to corner Mia.

"Is it appropriate for a subordinate to wear the goods of his superior. Without permission anymore. It shows that he has no good ethics."

Her soft, seductive voice as if voicing her concern was inversely proportional to her eyes that threw a sneering though faint gaze.

"Aren't you sure you're handing over your child to someone who isn't good ethics like him?" continued.

And as always Mia was not obliged to answer or refute Lazha's words because…

"I asked Brother Mia to wear that Auntie. Sister Mia's clothes look ugly so I'll get you Mother's clothes."

Like a kid who doesn't want his toys to go away. Jurba and Afi always spoke up to give reasons that broke all the opinions of the woman.