Baby S(H)Itters
«23» Sister?

It's like Mr. Nam's daily routine always leaves early in the morning. So early in the morning, the sun was still reluctant to show its form. The man was already in the office where there should be no occupants. Working on tasks that are indeed difficult to make stack up. Even the file also shows the date that has not happened.

An hour after Mr. Nam's arrival, Tera, his assistant arrived. It seems strange, but Mr. Nam did not peg Tera to come before Mr. Nam even though his position was a personal assistant.

For Mr. Nam, as long as the office business is done well anything else can be ruled out. Delay included. This not only applies to Tera but all of its employees.

Plus the company is primarily engaged in fashion, especially jewelry. In addition to the front room of the store, the rest do not meet directly with consumers and do not have to come on time or early, if needed.

Back again at this time. Mr. Nam who finished his last file is only aware of his assistant's presence. The man asked Tera to enter his room.

Without bothering to ask to sit down, Mr. Nam immediately uttered the main reason for calling Tera, "What is the important agenda today?"

The person asked had no trouble answering the question. Tera always prepares Mr. Nam's schedule for the next week at the beginning of each week even though it must keep updating the schedule if someone submits an appointment arrives and must be in the near future.

After hearing Tera's explanation, Mr. Nam checked the clock. Soon his voice returned, "When can I go to my parents' house?"

Ja. Mr. Nam deliberately spent almost all his time in the office since knowing his son's long holiday. Not without cause, but because they want to go home to their parents at least for one week.

Tera, who has put Mr. Nam's scheduled departure on the agenda, can answer easily "about three days from now Mr."

Just about to raise his voice again but the arrival of a child who ran and shouted was able to make Nam surprised and unexpected.

"PAPA! Are we really going to Grandma's?"

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After receiving confirmation from his father, Jurba smiled. Even when they are home after being satisfied to see Mr. Nam running his schedule which is almost without pause.

"Mr Jurba seems so happy, it's so fun, is it playing at Grandpa's house?" Mia sits herself right next to Jurba who just keeps quiet while smiling at herself.

"Sadik Asiha, don't eat the toys. That's dirty."

Jurba turned her eyes to Mia who turned to talk to the youngest. He did not answer the girl's question. Slowly his smile disappeared changing into a less visible envious look.

"Not Grandpa, but only Grandma," Jurba replied with a ketus.

"Ah, sorry.." Mia turned towards Jurba. "So, Grandpa's gone?"

"Not."

Haa, then...if not for nothing what sullen face does Jurba present? Honestly, the thought of this child is difficult to guess.

"Do I have any wrong?"

Yes, at least it's one of the efforts that Mia always does every child starts to frown. Usually for trivial reasons they like to lash out indistinctly towards Mia.

Though at that time Mia was meeting kangen with her parents even though it was only virtual. Fortunately Asiha did not continue her whining after being invited to virtual with Mia's parents who at that time also had a nephew who entered the frame.

Mia's conjecture turns out to be true when she sees Jurba who turns to face and refuses to answer. After passing his face, Jurba muttered softly.

"Asiha called 'sister' but I'm still 'master' huh."

Ooohh, envy.

"What do you want me?"

There is no answer from the concerned. Even so, Jurba could not hide the hue of his happiness that he tried to hide Jurba. Mia's little laugh was on the air for a while. It was also good to see the master happy.

"Afi too, Afi too. I also want to be called big brother," said Afi who from earlier listened to Mia's conversation with Jurba.

Haah, you little prick. Mia right, so want to judge if it's like this. Mia prepared to issue her refusal silently silently laughing inwardly.

"Okay, but it seems I do not want, how dong Tu.an~," said Mia deliberately clarify the word 'Master'.

If Jurba will waste his face alias reluctant to stare and Asiha will cry loudly if their wishes are not realized. It is different with Afi. The child will actively fight.

Like at the moment. His round eyes that were as black as obsidian pinced sharply at Mia with an aura of hostility. His small hand was raised and ready to hit anything in his gap.

The punch of the punch certainly gives pain to Mia, though not much. Instead of giving up Mia even more so what else the little master also called for his repeated protests to make Mia let out an annoying laugh in Afi's ears.

"CHEAT! CHEAT! CHEAT!! BROTHER JURBA CHEATED!!!"

Grep's!

Mia easily caught Afi's little hand. The child was raised to the lap of Mia with a position behind her. Not to forget, Mia also clutched tightly to Afi so that the child could go down.

"So, Mr AFI also wants to be called 'Sister'? Then my 'lord' is ready dong?" mia said with a tone made sad.

"Yes... Me?" aha answered unsure. And Mia's reply further made Afi feel even more confused.

"She said to be called 'Sister' means it can't be 'lord' anymore dong?"

Mia feels increasingly want to laugh loudly because it managed to make the most active child among the three silent. But the voice of Jurba who followed up answered Mia's question, enough to make Mia speechless even though only a small mutter.

"Huh, the reason. whereas changing calls is not necessarily changing status. Maid ya keep the maid, you son of a bitch!"

How does this child know that word? Are the rich people like that?