My babysitter Maduku
Chapter 144

"How about, Mr Kosim? Have you met your mom?" ask Mr. Malik by phone.

"Already, Sir. But ...." Mr. Kosim stopped his words while thinking for a moment.

"But why, sir?" Mr. Malik began to panic and worry, fearing something unpleasant happened to Mamang the fried rice seller.

"It doesn't sell anymore. He was not able to push the cart because of age and uric acid disease that he had," continued Mr. Kosim.

"Yes, God!" screeched Mr. Malik with a slightly disappointed look. That means Arini and her future baby failed to enjoy fried rice made by Mamang.

Hearing Mr. Malik's anxious voice, Mr. Kosim also tried to give advice. "Look, Mr. Malik. I had a conversation with Mamang. I told you all about Miss Arini and she was able to make some fried rice for Miss if you really wanted to."

Mr. Malik smiled broadly after hearing the words of Mr. Kosim. Finally he could sigh in relief because the baby candidate did not become 'wilders' because his wish would come true.

"Yes-yes, Mr. Kosim! I concur. What if the mother we invite to the house and ask him to cook fried rice with large portions. Let us all enjoy it" said Mr. Malik with great enthusiasm.

"Alright, Sir. I'm sure Mamang will be very happy to hear that. What's more, the current economic condition of his family is declining and he only relies on income from his wife who only works as a laundry worker in their neighbor's house" said Mr. Kosim.

"Hmm, pity the Mamaang. Yeah, already. Just tell him my wish and about the price, don't worry. I'll pay him 3 times the normal price."

"Yes, Sir. Of course," said Mr. Kosim.

After deciding to call him with Mr. Kosim, Mr. Malik immediately told about the Mamang to Arini who had just arrived in the room.

"Honey, come here!" call Mr. Malik while patting the empty space beside him.

"What the hell is it, Mas?" arini asked as she dropped herself onto the sofa, right next to Mr. Malik.

"Do you know, honey? It is only fitting that we have never met the Mamang, because he was not able to move as usual. His condition, which has begun to be sickly, makes him forced to stop selling fried rice made by him," said Mr. Malik.

Arini looked sad after hearing the latest information about the Mamang. He and Suci were loyal customers of Mamang. In addition to the friendly price, the taste is really right on their tongue.

Mr. Malik smiled then stroked Arini's cheek gently. "Have not put on a sad face. After all, Mamang is ready, really, to make his special fried rice for you," continued Mr. Malik.

"Huh? Seriously, Mas?" peekit Arini's.

"Yes, Honey! Mamang is willing to come to our house and make a special fried rice made for all of us" replied Mr. Malik.

Arini's happy not to be a bitch. He reflexively hugged Mr. Malik while kissing both cheeks of the man as a sign of his gratitude.

"Why should you thank me? It is my duty. Whatever I will do for you and our baby" said Mr. Malik while gently stroking Arini's stomach.

Next day.

It turned out that Mamang gladly accepted Mr. Malik's offer. Mamang felt very happy because finally he could add income to his small family. Not only Mamang, even the wife did not stop giving thanks and thanks to Mr. Malik and his family.

That day Mamang arrived at the residence of Lord Malik. The arrival of the middle-aged man was warmly welcomed by Arini straight away. The mama looks different than before. Seen from the way he walks. Arini and Mr. Malik could not bear to see it.

"Look, you don't have to go to work. Let the servants make it. Mamang enough to make the roof and tell how to do it," said Mr. Malik to the Mamang.

Of course the mamang was happy. He also realized that he would not be able to linger standing in front of the stove.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you for understanding" said Mamang.

She sits in a chair in the kitchen. The waiters prepared everything. After Mamang finished making the condiments for the fried rice, the servants were ready to execute it. According to the instructions of the Mamang.

A few hours later.

Fried rice made by Mamang was ready to be served. Arini enjoyed the fried rice made by Mamang very greedy. Not only Arini, but all residents of the magnificent house were cool to enjoy the fried rice. With the exception of Mr. Malik, the man was already quite full by just staring at Arini's happy facial expression.

"Why don't you taste it, Mom? The fried rice is really good. Loss if not tried. Right, Bi?" Arini glanced at Bi Surti who was also enjoying the fried rice made by Mamang.

"Yes, that's right, sir," Bi Surti replied, reassuring.

"Later. Right now I just want to look at you" he said softly, smiling at Arini.

Arini bent her spoiled face then she muan joined in smiling.

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Happy Eid Al-Adha, Man-friend! 😘😘😘 Insyaallah, today if you have time Author love two chapters, but if not had time to mean just this one chapter, doang. 🤧🤧🤧

Yesterday Author was busy preparing for today, but today Author schedule nyerang sotonya neighbors 🤣🤣🤣 (our typical food ingredient is soto banjar 🤭 so mostly make soto or chicken soup 🤭)

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