Nanny

Nanny
Episode #24


The butler was silent for a moment, until in the end he chose to tell Ziva what he knew.


"It used to be .. Mr. Zafian was very friendly, he was also not irritable, he was a very good man, he was a very kind man, all women would be envious if they saw her affection for the late mistress, but after the mistress's departure, everything changed, the madam died after giving birth to their first and only child who was very much later was the young master Nickel, he died due to a lot of lack of blood. The young master was late to take him to the hospital because the young master was on his way home from France."The butler told everything he knew about the family to Ziva who was very curious at the moment.


"So, is it because of guilt that she's turned into what she is now?"Ask Ziva again.


"She's like that, miss."The butler replied as he wiped away his nearly dripping tears.


"I was curious, what was his face like, so he was so lamented by Mr Zafian?"Murmured Ziva who was even curious about the face of his late mother Nickel.


"She is very beautiful miss, but her behavior is more beautiful, so master Zafian loved her very much, and after her departure, until now lord Zafian never opened his heart to other women"Said the butler.


"I was very impressed with Mr. Zafian, as much as he had to his wife, unfortunately not all women get a husband like that huh bi."Ziva complained when remembering how he was needed badly by the husband even his mother-in-law too.


"Yes, not all women get a husband like Mr. Zafian miss, oh yes it's late, you should miss nanny rest."The butler's advice is for Ziva to take a quick break.


"Well, bi, uh wait bi, can I ask you another one?"Ziva held the butler who was about to step away from his room.


"Yes Miss, please, miss what else?"Ask the butler.


"I was very curious about the photo in the glass cabinet, I knew I had no right to ask this or be curious, but I was really curious, he looked similar to Mr. Zafian."Ziva.


"Oh, it's Miss Monica, she's the sister of her lord Zafian."Obviously the butler.


"Yes, miss, but Miss Monica is the daughter of her second wife, Mr. Zafian. Because his mama, Mr. Zafian, has been dead since Mr. Zafian was only five years old and after Mr. Zafian was ten years old, at that time, his father, Mr. Zafian, married his mother, Miss Monica, and was born Miss Monica. That's what I knew from the butler before me."Obviously the butler again.


"Huh? It's complicated, too, but why is he so similar? And why did the photo get on display in the glass cabinet?"Ziva's impetus didn't end there, he even kept asking questions.


"Haha, yes lady, even though he is the son of his father, Mr. Zafian, with his second wife, he is indeed very similar to Mr. Zafian, and Mr. Zafian is very affectionate towards his younger brother."Said the butler ready to answer all the questions that came out of Ziva's very curious mouth.


"Ohh, so I do, but why don't I ever see her here?"Ziva asked with a frown.


"That's because Miss Monica is studying abroad, papa and her mama Miss Monica are also living abroad with Miss Monica."Obviously the maid not a single question from Ziva was missed.


"Ouhh so yeah bi, I'm sorry, I asked too much, now you can rest you must also be very tired because you've been working and serving me all day."Ziva said a little unpleasant in the way he constantly asked.


"It's okay, miss, I'm happy to tell my lady, then excuse me to go out first."The butler said goodbye and then walked out of the room.


While Ziva just nodded his head with a face full of smiles.


"I don't think I know all the genealogy of this family, it's even more complicated than my family, but a Nickel-native is the same as Mr. Zafian, his mother also died when he was a child, huh, like her, I have to be smarter at her babysitting so she doesn't become like her fierce and cold Daddy."Ziva said as he sat on his bed.


However, just wanted to lay her body on the mattress, Ziva was even in shock with his bandage bandage that forgot to change after bathing earlier.


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