Duda Bucin (Oh My Babysitter)
Lunches.

In a fine dining restaurant, Hardian and Tito walked together to the VVIP room table, which was a table that was deliberately received by Baskara, when he arrived there, Tito frowned when he saw someone he knew very well sitting on one of the chairs, where the table he was heading to was located.

"Gear!" The young man's greeting to his classmate made Eric turn to him, because it happened that today their school is still in the classmeeting period, so their father all invited the young man to lunch.

"Tito!" Call Irma, Baskara, Murad and Raka together, looking in the same direction, namely Tito Vilanova, they are already very familiar with the young man.

"Well, is Eric here?" Hardian was also confused, seeing his son's friend sitting next to Baskara.

"So this Tito who are you Yan?" Baskara made sure, because it was familiar with the face of Tito who often went back and forth to his mansion.

"My youngest son, Pinkan's sister." Answer Hardian chuckled.

"Greetings, so all this time Tito's been playing, but I don't know if he's your son." Kelakar Baskara.

"No papa Om, anyways Tito is rarely honest answer if asked his son who, afraid of being made into plumbing materials." Tito giggling.

"Together, Eric too, must be differentiated by parents of friends Eric if you know Eric his handsome young master Baskara Lindu, owner of the company Key-food group, Eric if you know Eric, his handsome young master, Eric wants to be known as himself without frills from the Key-food group." Connect Eric.

After greeting each other, hearing the roots of the young men, Baskara invited Hardian and Tito to sit in one of his VVIP chairs. For a moment they shared their stories, and introduced each other to their families.

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Elsewhere not far from there, the graceful pounding sound of heels belonging to two beautiful bule-faced women was heard approaching, who else if not Pinkan and also Marta who both wear beautiful dresses designed by Marta herself.

Knee-length dresses fitting body and collar that open make Pinkan prefer to wrap it with a white blazer. But still if it's talking the front of his body, Pinkan can not hide the large nun twins.

A few feet away from the VVIP table, Pinkan stops his steps when he sees someone he knows sitting in a circle with Tito and his father.

"Raka!" Let's be surprised, his forehead shriveled looking at Raka's guts from a good distance while it was "Why is Madam Irma and her three sons here? Why is Miss Irma sitting next to Om Bas?" His inner.

"No no, no way." Pinkan shook his head trying to shake off his frightening thoughts but, it makes sense that Baskara is the father of Raka, as they look a lot like "Ah shit, shit, so the young master that Mamah was referring to was one of his sons Madam Irma? Why is it so coincidental like God?" Inner followed.

"Why do you daydream, baby? Come on, Papah's been waiting for that!" Invite Marta to force her daughter to walk back, because Marta really does not know anything about her daughter's relationship with the Baskara family so far.

As much as Pinkan's energy gathers courage to continue the step towards the VVIP table. Looks Raka already smiled very sweetly giving a warm welcome to him. While Eric and Murad were still looking at him confused, as well as Pinkan who was still confused, why should they be found in this way??

"Pelanate!" Raka moved from her seat to greet the two women and then invited them to shake hands. While Pinkan only returned with a piercing look, his lips also clenched.

"Well, how do you know?" Hardian was confused once again, as was Marta, as it seemed like the handsome man greeting his daughter was one of the young Lords of Baskara.

"Of course you know, this is my lover!" Raka Cyril replied without hesitation, her lips smiling very sweetly, but Pinkan still did not want to open her voice in front of the man.

"really? Is that really so Pink? How come you've never told Mama?" Marta made sure curious but had not had time to answer Baskara had allowed everyone to sit down.

"Just sit down Pinkan, Madam, let's Yan, let's start ordering food, only after that, we talk casually again." Bring along.

Everyone sat in their seats, Pinkan sat next to Raka, then one by one they ordered food because it was time for lunch, then immediately enjoy lunch with her without anyone opening a serious chat, well, just a small talk discussed during the meal, including talking about the status of Raka who has been single children.

Marta and Hardian did agree with the origin of the young master Baskara, want the widower want a virgin, they are sure, to be Baskara's son-in-law Pinkan life is guaranteed happy.

Lips Raka continuously smiles her eyes fixed Pinkan face that looks very beautiful with her black dress, her brownish kriwil hair unravels, for real Raka with dreams Pinkan both look beautiful.

While Pinkan Eric and Murad, the three are still wrestling with their respective minds. Pinkan himself was still unwilling to stare towards the three young masters son of Baskara.

"So, Om's intention and purpose, taking lunch together this time, want to ask you something Pinkan, with the approval of Aunt Irma, and Raka's will, Om intends to download you to be Om's son-in-law, then, then, what about Pinkan himself? Ready to accept? Or how? I want to hear your answer directly." Said Baskara expressed his purpose after everyone finished enjoying their lunch.

Raka slightly displays a face of protest with her father saying "Papi why is it so anyway? Threatened to reject this mah!" His inner.

Compared to Murad who rounded his eyes, jerked when he heard the father's speech "So the girl that Papi has been talking about Marni?" His mind, regretting, why yesterday had to act as if it did not want this matchmaking.

"Pink, Om Bas is waiting for your answer!" Marta gently stroked her daughter's arm. Pinkan was still busy lowering his gaze. Dilemmas.

"Yes Pinkan, we're waiting for your answer. To be honest, Auntie still hopes you'll be a mother Baby Zee added." Timpal Irma expected a lot.

"May, ...." Just as the girl was about to reply, someone suddenly appeared who had come out of nowhere.

"Pelanate!"

"Miska!"

Pinkan moved from his seat and smiled nervously at the woman, this situation will definitely make Miska misunderstand, Pinkan does not want to be stamped as a traitor.

Seeing the arrival of Miska everyone stood up.

Miska smiled obliquely staring at Pinkan's body from top to bottom that looks very sexy "Oh, so this is Pink? Lu who said he wanted to call me, even stab me from behind? My tears haven't even dried up crying over divorce, but you guys are good at lunch here?" Rutuk. Raka was really fed up with this one woman.

"What are you talking about here? It's marriage? Are you guys getting married? So you want to take Raka and my baby Pink? What kind of friend do you Pinkan!" Miss hysterical, crying.

"MISK!" Raka's touch was complete with a firm jaw, unfortunately among them there was his future father-in-law, so it was impossible for Raka to say rude or drag the woman.

"Gue was suspicious, eating it I deliberately followed you here. I don't think you're the same as Pink!"

"Dengerin was Mis. This oath is not what you think Mis, I really do not know if ..."

THE PLAQUE!

Miska stared intently at the face of Pinkan who was now looking down while stroking her cheeks that were getting flushed red due to a loud slap from her, making everyone gasp at the scene, seeing that, Tito, who was not, Eric and Murad had definitely clenched their hands, if not women they might have already retorted.

THE PLAQUE!

Marta returned a slap on Miska's left cheek, her lips clenching furiously "How dare you slap my daughter!" Her snapping while glaring, the woman did not accept her daughter was hurt by others. Raka was going to advance but Marta first arrived and replied.

"Who are you, huh? I'm his mother of almost twenty-one years, never once pinched anything else until slapping! Do you know Miska? Not even a mosquito I let touch her!!" Hysterical Marta. Miska bowed, embarrassed, because in her position that will not be possible to get a defense.

"It's Mah, already, embarrassed at seeing people." Hardian.

Raka flicked her finger calling the bodyguard who was on standby in the corner of the place while Baskara seemed to send a message to the owner of the restaurant, making his complaint, saying, why can there be someone who entered the room that he had ordered specifically.

And two burly bodyguards swiftly flanked Miska's body "Our farts." Invite force.

"Deliver!" Miska thrashed but the energy that was just how it would not be possible to fight the two big-bodied men, until now Miska disappeared from view.

Marta then hugged her daughter who was still down crying, and Pinkan sobbed in her mother's warm embrace, a whip that had been a winner in every kelu kesahnya, sad is certainly very, very sad, suddenly the person he considered a friend turned out to be able to hit him in front of many people without first hearing an explanation from him.

"Hiks hyks."

Everyone around there did not know what to do, including Baskara and Irma who could only stare pinkan piba. If you talk about who is wrong, then who should be blamed? Because in this case, Raka is also guilty, although in the end the relationship without love is better at breaking up.

"Pelin."

The heavy sound of shahdu flowing beautifully in the ears of Pinkan who still drowns his face in the chest of his mother, Raka leaned her body, approached the face of the girl, trying to see the look of disappointment, Raka, but quickly Pinkan pushed his hard chest.

"Go you!"

"It all happened because of you! Get away from me! From now on, please don't bother me anymore!" Peek Pinkan with a piercing look. His gaze then turned toward Baskara who was now fluttering along with Hardian and Irma.

"Please answer Om's question now, Pinkan, reject this matchmaking!" Reveal it loudly, and managed to make Raka frown.

"From setting him up with me, it is better for Om to refer Om's son back to the mother of Om's grandson! Baby Zee must be so happy to have a full-fledged biological parent!" Then everyone fell silent.

Then with her own face the girl gawked away while wiping the tears on her rough cheeks.

"Please, ..." Raka blocked the path.

the look in his eyes began to wryly "We can still talk about it carefully, can't we?" Ask lirih.

"Surge! There's nothing to talk about anymore! I hate you! Hates you so much!" Pinkan wiped the tears with the back of her hand while running away after saying that in front of Raka.

While Raka seemed to close her eyes, swallow the saliva, there was a tightness in her chest when she heard Pinkan's words just now and I don't know when this pain is often felt.

"The choice is only two, force you, or let you go, because I will never beg for your love, I'm a Pinkan man!" His inner.

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Seriate..... This has just entered a conflict, so do not be disappointed yaa, do not live emang like a lot of problems.🤭 thanks like his😁 May be patient waiting for the moment when kebucinan start to feel🤗