My mother's nanny
chapter 57

Rangga leaned his back on the sofa of the family room. The man in black had just returned from the funeral home in front of his house. He felt quite dizzy and grieved over the death of Diah's mother-in-law. Seeing how Diah was so strong beside her husband and held her child with her eyes moist. Added sympathy for the dark-skinned woman.

Rangga still thought about who the girl who helped him at that time. He still thinks it's Diah. Merely, Diah did not want to admit it because of something. Maybe so that she stopped pursuing, or maybe to honor her husband. I don't know, Rangga doesn't want to think about it right now.

Rangga nibbled his throbbing temple, then felt as though a figure passed by without a sound. Instantly, Rangga opened his eyes. Then looking.

"Who are you?"

The figure stopped, and looked towards Rangga. Bowing for a moment and then answering, "I? I work here, Rangga mas."

"You know who I am" Rangga knitted his eyebrows together.

"Yes of course, I am my employer. Also."

"When did you start working? New huh? I've never seen you."

"It's been a year, Rangga."

"Cok I just saw?" Rangga.

"Report, maybe...." The waiter looked up as if he was thinking."because I have the power of Sasuke. Hahaha,"

Rangga looked at the waiter who was laughing crisply and flatly. Then he mimicked the waiter's laughter, "ha-ha-ha,"

The waiter's laughter stopped at once hearing Rangga's made-up laughter. Then curl his lips tightly and deeply.

"Take me a drink."

"Okay, Rangga." His words went quickly, immediately,

Rangga sighed while shaking his head. It was strange why her mother had recruited the servant. There was the sound of sandals clashing against the floor like people were running. Of course it makes Rangga feel surprised and increasingly strange. The servant appeared with a sigh. He bends down and puts his hands on both knees.

"Mas Rangga, mas Rangga,"

"Yes, yeah,"

"Mas Rangga,"

"Yes,"

The waiter opened his mouth again to say Rangga's name. Rangga's hand quickly raised to be silent. The girl immediately covered her mouth with both hands while straightening her back.

"Three times" said Rangga's raised hand he folded his pinky and thumb, leaving three fingers still upright."three times you say my name. You know the movie: Call My Name Three Times?"

The waiter nodded quickly, his eyes looked very tense waiting for Rangga's following sentence. His heart was in a race jumping out.

"You liken me to the figure in the movie." Said Rangga lightly. Then back to the chair."Why run?"

"Eemmmm, what would Rangga drink?"

Rangga glanced at the girl who made her very anxious, upset, not funny anxiety.

"You ran from the kitchen down here until your breath went off just to ask that?"

"Yes, it would be wrong to take a drink so going back and forth would be troublesome."

Rangga pulled his eel. "Cold white water."

"okay."

Rangga looked at the back of the girl who had just left, then shook her head slowly.

"Truly less, where do you get less girls like that?" Rangga muttered inexhaustibly.

A few moments later,

"This is cold water, mas Rangga."

"Thank you..." Rangga lost one thing, he sipped his water, "what's your name?" Keep putting the glass on the table.

"Grow, sir."

"Just take it?"

"Just Dew, huh?"

"No, there's still a last name."

"What's his last name?"

"Uummm," The dew looked doubtful, then sighed hard," early in the morning,"

"Yes, it's noon,"

"I mean, Morning Dew." Dew corrected with a timid face.

"So your long name is Morning Dew?"

The Dew nodded faintly and his lips slightly advanced forward.

"Yes, thank you, morning."

Instantly the Dew raised its head, which was initially timid now turned irritated. "Mas Rangga, why call me morning?"

"Why? That's your name."

"Everyone calls me Dew." The waiter corrected in an increasingly irritated tone.

"Morning!"

The morning Dew heard his name called. Since it was already noon, it was obvious they were calling out to him.

"Yes, Buk!" The Dew roared quickly to the top floor where the sound was coming from.

Rangga just smiled amusedly, it was not he who called the unique maid with the name 'Morning'.

The next day, Rangga had just come home from jogging. The man was only wearing training pants and a slightly oversized sleeveless sweatshirt. But still look charming with arm muscles that look prominent. He walked into the gate, in the yard he saw the morning Dew was watering his mother's plants. He remembered the prank of Mr. Aryo a few days ago. I don't know what possessed Rangga to think of filling the Morning Dew as well.

Rangga walked tiptoed, then stepped on the connected hose. As before, the Morning Dew was astonished by the suddenly jammed water. Rangga was seen holding back laughter thinking about the stupidity that Dewun would do later.

Dew indeed directed the end of his face hose, Rangga quickly raised his legs. Unexpectedly, Dew checked the hose line and pointed the end of the hose behind. So that it is right about Rangga's own face. The guy's surprised not playing,

"Sorry, accidentally, the water suddenly jammed." Sesal Dew but he did not lower his hose slightly from spraying Rangga's face until the man got away from there.

"Look at this, get wet! You're sorry but spray it straight into my face," sewot Rangga, he's soaking wet right now.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Dew again.

"Rangga, you are also wrong, why is also ignorant. Pack the hose-injects?!" Omel the mother from the front porch. Apparently, the mother was also there tidying up her bonsai. The woman's hand held the scissors and the end of the leaf stem that had been cut.

"Mas Rangga's fad, earlier?"

"Hheeeiiisss be there," muttered Rangga who was ashamed of being discovered.

"Hahaha, that quality is mas. Haha."

The man walked into the house with a red face. Her mother could only shake.

"In the same ketawain less creatures se-ons, make.... Hiiihh," muttered Rangga.

On the other hand, Ardi's house was still shrouded in grief. But they live their lives as they should. According to what the mother ordered, to take care of her granddaughter and daughter-in-law. Ardi really took care and tried to give happiness to the two women he loved.

"Just work first?" Pamit Ardi when Diah and her son drove to the door.

"Be careful in the way of the mas," said Diah, closing his eyes feeling a warm kiss on the forehead. Ardi was also like lingering at home inhaling the scent of Diah's forehead. Up to the west of the heart he let go because he had to work immediately.

"Please take care of Dila, if something happens and Klian needs anything.Contact mas," Ardi said.

Diah nodded.

Ardi smiled, then he held his daughter for a while. Smell Dila with a kiss all over the face. "Don't be fussy, baby."

Dila only replied with an unclear speech. That was happiness for both of his parents.