Duda Bucin (Oh My Babysitter)
Carrots.

"Hayu Diajeng, wait!"

Cracks!

Without a second thought Murad stomped his feet against the muddy dirt that occasionally blocked his path, expensive sneaker shoes were covered in mud, it's okay, it's okay, for him now and probably for the next Hayu is more important than anything in this world.

"Hayu, wait, give me a chance to talk, I'm really sorry." Her loud screams.

"Hhhh .." Only the sound of bad breath was heard from Hayu who continued to fight.

"You must be tired, right? Just stop first Hayu, we take a break for a moment, you can run away again." Murad negotiated with his breath.

"When people are crazy, why not stop yourself! Why are you still chasing here!" Rutukan Hayu in his heart while adjusting the breath that has not been conditioned so tired run metre in the grill of the rice field that sometimes makes his legs slip small. It turned out that Murad was really determined to follow him.

"Ohahhhh!!" Hayu felt his body twisting and even staggering uncontrollably as Murad's hand was able to grab his hand.

BRACKET!

Ow! Hayu's body was on the body of Murad who now fell flat on the puddle of the rice field. The wind blew the trees around it as if adding a romantic impression. The rays of the sun could still dazzle Murad's eyes but Hayu protected him impulsively by slightly correcting his fist position, and Murad had noticed that.

".........." Very long silence.

The eyes of the two were busy meeting face to face, their heartbeats were earthy to each other and that was all that sounded in their ears at the moment, whether the beat was due to running or because of some other feeling, only God knows. And so not far away they Murad even can scatter the fragrance of the breath of Hayu Diajeng which still sounded plump.

Whether since when, Murad's hand was on the lower back of the girl slightly felt possessive, while bristling to feel the warmth of the chewy fruit that hit the chest of her field.

Oh God, even in such circumstances Murad still had time to smile, while observing every curve of Hayu's face that was really ayu as his name suggests.

The face that for eight months continues to haunt him, pacing in the blink of his eyes, which unconsciously his guilty feelings lead him to love, it turns out that this second also ayu girl was in his warm embrace. He's not having an illusion.

"You're beautiful Hayu, beautiful, very beautiful." Chirps Murad with a voice full of desire.

Seen his throat began to move when his eyes caught a soft lip that he had once before pagut without realizing the taste, this time let Murad taste the taste, yes, yes, I want a suggestion in him right now.

Until slowly his face began to move closer slashing the distance between the two without closing his eyes, Murad continued to observe the clumsy look of the beautiful girl who seemed to have the same feeling.

"Aac!!"

"Eat this!" Hayu stuffed one carrot scattered around their body into Murad's mouth, furious "Enak just playing sosor! Young master messum!" The sarcasm of Hayu is again only in his mind. Though, far from the bottom of his heart, Murad was eager to hear his voice.

"Bruith!!" Murad mashed a carrot from his mouth to the side "I'm not a rabbit who likes to eat Hayu's carrots." Protestations chuckle.

".........." Again Hayu was just silent.

Then immediately the girl moved from her position, although a little difficulty because of the weight of Hayu's flower skirt that had been struggling with mud, she then ran back to leave Murad who looked hard to wake up. Looks like the mud is still at home hugging the sexy body of Murad Earl.

"Assdiv! He really left me!" Bait Murad while holding his hand to any direction "Oh God, how do I get up from here? Just get him!" Frustrated muttering.

"Master, ..." The familiar voice was quite enough to make Murat a little more relieved he turned to the left, he saw Miko standing upright in the rice field.

"Display there?" Miko giggled amusedly to see the young master who was usually dressed neatly and had to be perfect from head to toe, now in a mud pit.

"Help me, now!" Murad chuckled "Why laugh?" Irritated shouting.

With such patience Miko helped Murad out of the loose land although often unable to hold back her laughter seeing the suffering of the young master, then Miko helped clean the remaining mud with irrigation water.

"We'd better go home, young master, you need to change your clothes." Miko.

"But we're near Miko, in a moment, we can catch up to her house." Murad Tampik.

"In a perfumed state, what else does the young master refuse in this state?" Miko said that makes sense.

"Aaahhhh, anyways why he should go this way, ..." Murad grunted rudely.

After that the two returned to Murad's luxury car which was still parked on the road. Along the way he headed to his car Murad cursed indistinctly, slickly itchy dirty smell all that he complained but still his typical good looks never curled.

It looks like everyone is still staring in awe at him when he accidentally passed "I'm a handsome zinc at gossip'no mom mother warung yow?" Their whispers are still about that.

While Murad is still with the look of his refrigerator entering his sports car, which was driven by Miko passed from the village of K.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

While in other places, Hayu was able to breathe a sigh of relief, when a few minutes he entered the residence of the late grandmother because it seemed Murad was no longer following him.

"Alhamdulillah, kayane that person did not see me enter this house, hopefully he did not know my house here." He muttered while stroking his chest trying to calm down. Whether what feelings suddenly appear, it seems that irregular heartbeat means something else.

According to the initial plan, today Hayu cooks many side dishes because he has already invited orphans to his house, the vegetable he was standing on from the budhe warung had been slightly reduced by falling scattered when he fell on Murad's gallant body, but that's fine, the profit was still enough.

As usual every month Hayu always distributed thirty percent of his salary to those orphans, then the rest he saved for what and who, and who, since she was currently only living a day in that humble house, the grandmother who should have enjoyed the fruits of her labor died of a heart attack on the very day that the old woman found out her granddaughter was pregnant, the insults and insults of the residents were quite devastating Hayu at that time, it was not easy for Hayu to forgive the man who caused all the chaos of his life.

Actually there is an older brother from his birth mother named Jenar the only surviving Hayu family but Jenar's husband often cursed when Hayu continuously troublesome, but, now that Hayu can work, they are embarrassed to ask for help from him because of their previous bad treatment.

Yes, Hayu is also accustomed to his own life, which is important that Jenar budhe still often swipe though sometimes because there is still a ban from the husband.

"Keep our children eating!" After finishing cooking Hayu called the children docked and then enjoyed lunch together happily "May a quiet life without any distractions," Please in his prayer.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

Seriate..... Like this chapter first, I'm up again in the afternoon. Like geratis kok🤗 Consider money parking 😎