Nanny Young Master Genius
Chapter 3 - Papa Reza!!
Oma Putri turned around and stared at the stairs, waiting for Ajeng to run out of the grandchildren's room, then run down the stairs.
But until 1 minute of time passed it turned out that Ajeng's scream was only heard once, then up there began to feel quiet, calm again.
The wagon also did not run out.
"Huh, thank God, it seems that Ajeng can overcome his first problem," muttered Oma Putri, though he was not sure what was really going on up there.
But the most important thing is that Ajeng can survive.
In Sean's room.
The boy was laughing at first, but now his laughter was gone.
Replaced with a cynical look at the nanny.
"Mak Ajeng is not afraid of frogs?" sean asked with both eyes looking down, he was a Genius child, his intelligence decreasing directly from the father.
Sean is actually fluent in reading, proficient in mathematics and fluent in several languages.
But that cleverness was only him who knew, while everyone only judged if he was a brat and a fool, even Sean pretended not to be able to write.
"No, why be afraid, she's adorable, right? this is the village's squishy," Ajeng replied, casually he stroked the frog belonging to this boy, not feeling the slightest fear.
"Squishy?" asked Sean with a frown.
"Yes, if pressed soft."
Week! the sound of the frog because of the pressure on Ajeng.
Sean did not accept his frog being hurt, so he immediately grabbed and hugged.
"Why did you scream then?" reply Sean again.
"Shock." Ajeng answered briefly, complete with a smile that was engraved wide.
Hergs! sean is in my heart.
That morning Sean pretended to be Ajeng's friend, they talked a lot, about school, about favorite food and much more.
Ajeng felt that he had managed to conquer this boy. He felt his work was very easy, not as scary as bi Ratih said.
At 10 o'clock Reza came home from playing golf with Ryan.
While Rilly had been in his room since then and did not want to go out, the girl was the room child.
Ryan went up first into his room, while Reza approached the mother who was in the living room. Oma Putri and Grandpa Agung were being massaged on his feet by a masseuse, relaxing while watching television.
"Had, Ajeng his name, from earlier still in Sean's room, it looks like this one will fit," replied Oma Putri.
Reza did not reply anymore, the cold-faced man only gave a small nod. Assures the mother's words.
Since the divorce, his relationship with Sean has not been so good.
"You better meet first that Ajeng, however now he will take care of your child. Oma is old, can't stand being alone_"
"Yes Oma," cut Reza quickly, before Oma Putri spoke at length.
The man even immediately passed from there and climbed the stairs.
Arriving at Sean's room, the door is still open. A foreign woman was sitting on the carpet playing with Sean.
"Ehem!" Reza.
Sean only glanced, while Ajeng instantly got up, greeting.
"Sir Reza_"
"Papa," cut Reza.
"Oh sir Reza," led by Sean.
The 6-year-old boy then looked at the father with a trivial look, meaning that Mr. Reza was not his father.
While Reza also returned the gaze with a cold look on his face.
Ajeng like being in the middle of a battle, especially his tongue feels stiff to call this handsome man with the name papa.
Because of his feet, Ajeng felt like pulling his own tongue.
Because he had to talk to break this gripping situation.
"Father Reza!! introduce my name Ajeng." so nervous Ajeng to sound like cursing.
Sean laughs.
Hahahaha, the boy's laughter.