MY SWEET BABYSITTERS
Old Grandma!
Jasmine entered the company Holitron Group while holding her two foster children on the left and right. The girl was flabbergasted while amazed when she saw how luxurious and magnificent the company was.
“You ever come here?” jasmine asked Rayan and Raisa.
“Never before, Kak,” answered Rayan and was embraced by Raisa, marked that they had never come to the company.
Jasmine nodded in understanding and walked towards the reception desk in the company lobby. Jasmine becomes the center of attention of the employees in the lobby, but the girl does not care.
“Good day, Mom. Can we meet Mr Ricko? Previously we had made an appointment with him,” Jasmine said to the beautiful woman standing behind the reception desk.
The receptionist did not answer Jasmine's question first, but her eyes noticed Jasmine and the twins.
“Sorry, before, in this company does not allow carrying children. If you can know who you are and what needs?” ask the receptionist. Because Ricko is not an arbitrary person, and his guests must also be classy and important people, so he must be careful before accepting guests for his boss.
“I am not an important person, but earlier he called me and told me to bring the children,” Jasmine replied as is, but Jasmine's honest speech was underestimated by the woman.
“Ow, Ma! This broad daylight is not mostly hau! Mr Ricko where there is business with you or your children!” tell the woman with a sniff. “Who is the father of your children? Does their father work at this company?” ask the receptionist cynically.
“Emhh .. Then I will call the father of these children,” replied Jasmine was upset while reaching into his old phone which was in his bag, then contacted Ricko.
The receptionist shook her head slowly when she saw Jasmine's outdated phone.
“Halo, I'm already in the lobby, but not allowed in,” Jasmine told Ricko at the other end of the phone.
“I'll be there!” Ricko's voice sounded so heavy, then closed the call unilaterally.
Jasmine clicked angrily as she stared at the screen of her already dark phone marked if the phone connection was over.
“Suit Jacket, will Daddy be here?” rayan asked while pursing his head, his legs had felt sore because they had been standing in front of the reception desk ever since.
“Yes, Daddy you guys will be here, be patient yes.” Jasmine said as she stroked the heads of her two foster children tenderly.
“This is a waste of my time!” annoyed the receptionist while crossing both of her hands in front of her chest, and looked at Jasmine with a lash.
“Ha ha ha, I do care! After all your daddy works best as OB!” reply to the woman while laughing loudly.
“Ish!!!” Rayan was already very upset, but Jasmine immediately calmed her down.
“Rayan, impolite to say rude to people older than us,” said Jasmine while pulling one of her foster children's hands to get away from the reception desk.
“But, the old granny already insulted Daddy!” rayan replied not to accept.
“What did you say?! Old Grandma?! You brat!!!” the receptionist.
“Who do you call brash!!!” the baritone's voice shocked everyone there, including the receptionist who was no less surprised, and his mouth gaped wide when he saw his boss approaching the three people standing in front of his desk.
“Daddy! Finally Daddy is coming!” rayan and Raisa shouted together and then ran towards Ricko.
“A-what? Daddy?” the receptionist was stammered and her body shivered in fear as she watched her boss holding the two children affectionately.
“Iya, Daddy. D a d d y!” answer Jasmine while spelling the name ‘Daddy’ clearly and loudly.
“Hah?!” The receptionist still does not believe, because the boss has never been married, then why already have two children that big?
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Visual Jasmine
Visual Ricko, exactly like his father. His father's story is in Novel My Hot ART, just read it in Noveltoon❤