The actor was my babysitter

The actor was my babysitter
Poor thing


Malisa limps after seeing all parts of her house burn. Only the wall remains. Malisa even lost consciousness.


Malisa opened her eyes. He is now in a familiar room. Malisa recalls the incident that happened earlier. Clear liquid also came out from the end of the net. He saw Dimas at his side.


"My house" said Malisa.


Dimas wiped Malisa's tears. "You are calm, Malisa. Police are still looking into the cause of your house fire. For a while you can stay at my house first, huh? There's a Mayang who'll accompany you."


"If I knew what caused my house to go up in flames, would it be able to return to what it was?" ask Malisa.


Dimas. It is true that Malisa said that. But what can he do right now for Malisa other than provide a place to live for his future wife? "Yes, I understand. We'll wake up together our house. Or if you don't mind you staying here later."


Malisa sighed. He does not accuse Angel at this time. He feared the accusation would return to him. Because he also has no evidence to accuse without evidence.


Next day. Malisa and Dimas head to the police station that deals with the matter of Malisa's house that was on fire. But the police did not find any intentional elements. So it can be ascertained purely because of an accident. It could be due to an electrical short circuit.


Malisa also accepted the reason. No more speculating. It could be a coincidence that his house was purely an accident. He believes there is wisdom in all of this.


"Malisa, you're patient, yes! After this we shop first for your needs. You also need clothes and also some other equipment," said Dimas. He saw the sad face of Malisa could not be lost.


Malisa is really confused. He was his future wife Dimas. But he also wanted to have his own home. But all is lost. Malisa just followed where Dimas went.


They went to the mall. He felt he had no feeling to do anything there. But how else. He also only had one shirt he wore at dinner with Dimas and his family. Besides there's nothing else. He doesn't want to have to buy new clothes.


"Malisa, which one do you want?" tanya Dimas tries to divert the mind of Malisa who is still sad.


"I'll pick this one" replied Malisa with two pairs of clothes and a negligee. He did not want to trouble Dimas before he officially married her.


"A little bit. Here let me vote for you" said Dimas. He was busy picking up a lot of clothes and models. He did not want to until his future wife was short of clothes.


Until finally Dimas himself who paid all the bills for the cost of shopping Malisa. Then they went back to Dimas' house.


"Malisa, while you lived here first, huh? Mayang will accompany you. Mayang, please take care of Malisa, yes!" said Dimas.


"Yes, Sir. I will take good care of Ms. Malisa" replied Mayang.


Dimas then said goodbye to Malisa and Malisa just answered with a throb. He then had to go to the hospital because he had to work in the afternoon shift and would be home tomorrow morning.


Malisa is still pensive. He doesn't know what he's going to do ahead. The money he kept at home also burned. Although not much but enough for Malisa. He thought about what else to work after this. All the tools to make meatballs are also ludes.


"Malisa's eating first, huh?" said Mayang by giving a tray containing rice, side dishes and milk to Malisa.


"Yes, thank you, Mayang" replied Malisa.


Mayang pity to see Malisa. Since he met with Malisa, he felt that Malisa's life was full of severe problems. If only he was hit by problems maybe he would not be as strong and strong as Malisa. Malisa is considered a really strong woman. That's why God always gives a tough test for Malisa. "Malisa, after eating maybe I want a massage?" tanyakanya.


"No need, Mayang! You must be tired. I just want to take a break, "subtly refuse Malisa.


"But I don't want to, Mayang. I'm sorry, yes, I need some alone time" said Malisa.


Mayang understood. He left Malisa in his room.


A week passed.


Malisa saw the condition of his house that was in a mess because of the rest of the fire. There is no treasure to be taken. All gone.


Dimas has also told people to clean up the debris of Malisa's building. "Malisa, are we gonna rebuild this?"


"For the moment no, Dimas. I don't have any money yet. I want to rebuild this building with my money" Malisa replied. He currently has no job, let alone money.


"Oh yeah, after this we go to Mama and Papa's house, huh? They told me to invite you there. There are things we need to talk to them about" Dimas said.


Malisa nodded her head. "Yes." Yeah."


After that they went to Dimas's parents' house.


"Ah, you finally arrived" said Mr. Hans.


"Yes, Pa. We just saw the condition of Malisa's house" Dimas replied.


"Yes, you're patient, Malisa. Oh yeah, Papa wants to talk about two things with you. First you're getting married in three weeks. So the various preparations are also ripe. In addition, after this you can go to the boutique for wedding dress fittings. Your mother has chosen the right clothes for Malisa" explained Mr. Hans.


"Yes, Pa. Thank you very much" said Malisa.


"Well, the second thing is. You have experience working as an employee at the company, right? Papa has a position for you, Malisa. Are you ready?" ask Mr. Hans.


"Yes, Pa. But I haven't worked in the office for a long time" replied Malisa.


"No problem. You can learn more if you don't mind. Antoni will teach you. Are you ready?" ask Mr. Hans.


"What am I, Pa?" ask Malisa curiously.


"So Antoni's assistant. Not just a secretary, but an assistant. You will help Antoni in his work" replied Mr. Hans.


"Did Antoni know about this?" sahut Dimas's.


"We've already talked about that. Are you ready, Malisa?" ask Mr. Hans again.


Malisa turned towards Dimas. Dimas nodded.


"Well, I'm willing, '" replied Malisa.


"Oyeah, okay. Thank goodness that Malisa wants to. And you can work after you're married to Dimas." Mr. Hans paused by drinking the coffee that was beside him.