Baby S(H)Itters

Baby S(H)Itters
«14» Road Road


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


If Jurba had spoken then Lazha would be difficult to answer because in simple sentences contain various explanations needed.


Maybe if given an explanation of the value will be very small because the answer seems short.


Dinner ended after Lazha's departure, who was dissatisfied with failing to get rid of Mia, again. And also because of something else that was expected to happen when his last meeting with Nam Chuan's small family for the next few months did not happen.


A few days later.


This weekend morning Mia was getting ready to leave. This is the second time he has earned a salary. Mia plans to send some of her salary to her parents in the village.


A few days ago, he also got an appointment from the Great Lord to go out wherever it is on the weekend. And that means today.


Mia's happy. Already been told to walk. Given a double pocket money again. No need to give a reason, Mia of course knows why.


His memory hovers at the events of a few days ago. If you remember it again, it feels like you just want to disappear. How could he be that brave making a fuss


Flashback last week.


Every weekend Mr. Nam always asks Mia to rest unless He plans to travel. Family time, he said.


And this week there are no exit plans at all. So Mr. Nam accompanied his son to play at home.


Mia who has no job helps the gardener water the plants in the yard. Not only watering, Mia also removes leaves that have yellowed and dried.


I don't know why Jurba and Afi who saw Mia in front participated in the activity on the page. While Asiha is still cool in the lap of the father.


At first it was just playing bike with Afi who was chasing Jurba. But somehow since when, the hose that was originally used Mia has changed hands to Jurba.


The two boys bathe the bike right behind Mia who tries to ignore them. Today He is off, what happened to his two masters is not Mia's business, he thought.


"Hey Mia~"


Chuurs


Wow, what a taste.


Right after Mia turned her body around, she received the call of the Eldest Young Master herself to get a water attack from the hose the child was holding.


Patience Mia, this is nothing.


Breathe in…


Dispose…


Breathe in…


Dispose…


Breathe in…


Don't throw it away, redundant. Uh,


After several attempts to contain his anger. But it was not strong enough because after…


"LORD JURBAA!!"


A thunderous voice that does not need to be explained anymore who the owner is heard almost all over the house.


Back again at this time.


Mia's breakfast menu is ready. Just waiting for the dump to come. But before that, of course, it was Mia's job to wake up and prepare her young Masters and Miss before breakfast.


...*****...


The breakfast session was over and Mia was ready to move if Asiha did not tighten her grip. The little girl seemed to know that Mia was going to leave her today.


Throwing a pensive look at his great master. The words that came out of the cleavage of the lips even added to the problem of Mia.


"Take Asiha too, just."


Just shutting his mouth, two voices sounded disarming almost simultaneously.


"If Asiha's sister comes along, I'll come too, Dad."


"Jurba doesn't want to play alone at home."


And this is where Mia ends. In a city park near the post office, Mia walks down a trail that is available without a destination. Breathe in rough but not hard. He's not alone.


There Asiha was already comfortably carried in front using Mia's free hand. His right hand held the hand of Afi. More precisely, clasped Afi who occasionally jumped over the stone that was passed.


Behind him was a pair of father and son whose minimal expression followed him like a chicken.


Oh come on, Mia accidentally walked from the Mobile Phone Shop to the Post Office after previously being escorted by Mr. Nam's car so as not to continue being followed. The distance between the two places is not close.


Right now too. Mia purposely wandered around the park so that the three men who followed her were currently splitting up with her. But until now she is still a mother?


Didn't Mr Nam himself say he wanted to enjoy time with his family? Why after Mia made that chance. This man followed him.


Feeling the rope of her patience remaining as thin as a tissue, Mia stopped her steps. Without turning her body, the girl said, "Sorry, sir. Can't you just play somewhere else? The park is spacious and there are many playgrounds."


Feeling that there would be no answer, Mia continued, "We can gather here again at lunchtime. I can find a suitable meal to be used as picnic food at the minimarket front as a lunch menu later."


Silent.


After Mia finished her speech no more sounds were heard from the five. Including the sound of footsteps. They were silent in place. Either feel right about his proposal or for thinking about what they should do other than follow Mia.


Because after all they had no preparation at all to follow Mia. The silence between them was broken by an unfamiliar voice but was also familiar to Mia.


"Hi Mr. Nam Chuan is honored. No. I thought we could meet here. Having sex with your son, heh"


"How many times have I said, don't call me father, Bernad. I'm not your father." Ignoring the satirical tone that came out of his friend's mouth. Mr. Nam glanced at Bernad with a sharp look.


Unexpectedly, a very familiar crying voice was heard by one group, except for Bernad who had just met the first time except Mia and Asiha who had the second time.


"Huuaa Monsters."


Although her voice was submerged in Mia's shoulder. However the girl could clearly hear what Asiha said in her terrified cry.


Monsters. The nickname Asiha gave to the person who just greeted Mr. Nam. Maybe because of her height? Or, brewoknya?


After some distance, then Asiha can calm down. The girl could already laugh with Afi the object of her joke. The little man still followed Mia even though his hand grip was removed the girl.


All of Mia's movements were being watched by someone so curious about her. Even curiosity slowly turned into admiration. Or even interested.