THE BABY MY HUSBAND BROUGHT
Baby Sitter
Sorry for just getting up part 4 now
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"How, Ma'am? the DNA test results?" I asked one of the lab employees who just called me.
The young lady smiled at me and said, "The results are only two to four weeks away, ma'am."
I patted my forehead because I was a little upset. Then rubbed my face rough.
"How long, Mother? Can't be accelerated? I paid a lot ...."
"Yes, Mom, it's been a while. Because the process is quite complicated and long. We'll call Mom on the phone."
***
I drove my car back to the clothing boutique I had since I was in college. Papa presented it to me on my 21st birthday, for seeing me who loved to draw and design clothes.
My boutique has advanced rapidly since the marriage of Bang Rian, the sales of clothes that I designed have increased dramatically, even the Muslim clothing brand that I made has been affected in the stores of several large malls in the Jakarta area.
In fact, the good news again, the business of buying and selling used cars that Bang Rian wrestled with an injection of funds from papa followed successfully. He even set up a branch office in his village. So do not be surprised if he often go back and forth between Jakarta and Bandung every weekend for the past year.
I am happy for three years living with Bang Rian, my marriage is fine, although sometimes my mother still likes to interfere with my household affairs. But I take it as a flavoring spice so that our household ark is not tasteless. As long as your attitude is not beyond the reasonable limits. After all, Mama only occasionally stayed at my house.
Hiss ... I think back to the King my mother brought. Why is it so long ago to reveal the facts about him? I was upset. For this time, my mother has acted outside the limits of reasonableness. I kept quiet all this time, he was walking.
"Bronch!" Suddenly my car kissed the rear bumper of the car driving in front of me.
Jeez .. Because I was busy thinking about Raja, I was not focused on driving. Fortunately there were no consecutive accidents, because the traffic is quite heavy now. The car in front of me pulled over, and I pulled my car over.
I open the door and get out of the car. The driver I hit was seen walking and observing the part of his car I just hit. A tall man in black glasses in his work coat stood behind me.
"Sorry, yeah. Bad not broken? Let's replace the damage." I was still standing behind the man.
"Hmm .. lumay--" Not yet finished the man spoke, he was surprised to turn his head and look at my face. I was just as surprised when he saw me and opened his sunglasses.
"Mister Rius" I said.
"Reva?"
I'm nodding. My smile widens. It turned out that he was a crossbred little friend of mine named Darius, whom I used to call Mister Rius. Ten years ago, he moved to his father's home in Ireland. I don't know since when he returned to his homeland again, I haven't had any news with him in a long time.
Darius cupped his hands to his chest. I did the same thing. "God now my little friend is getting prettier with the hijab."
I'm nodding. "Thank God for starting college. A long time ago, yes, we did not meet. Let's go to the workshop, let's have a little chat, let's take a second" I asked.
Darius scratched his head as if he was thinking.
"I actually have a meeting with a client right now. There are also promises. Wait a minute, yeah, let me call my secretary first." Darius pulled out his phone and called someone. His forehead frowned then he sighed softly.
"Sori, yes, I can't, Reva. The client wants to meet now, can not be postponed. Car business is easy." He chuckles.
I took the cell phone out of my carry bag and we exchanged numbers.
After that we returned to our cars and continued the delayed journey.
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"Bu Reva, the customer whose name is Bu Dela from yesterday has been calling constantly." Just arrived at the entrance of the boutique, My assistants have been flocking me with a list of work that had been delayed.
"OKAY. The same kebaya dress design that I made last week, does not fit, according to him?"
"Said he wanted to add more decoration in the collar so it's cooler. It will be used on her engagement day in one week. At once ask to make a couple design also for her future husband."
I just cleared my throat and nodded.
"Oh, yes, she said later in the afternoon she wanted to come, Mom, same her future husband, but they came apart. Her future husband's name is Mr. Darius."
My eyes widened to hear it, the name of her future husband why similar to the name of my friend who I just hit his car.
***
I can't wait to meet my customers this afternoon. Wanting to prove whether the true Darius that was meant was the same person.
"Bu Reva ...." A beautiful and hijab-wearing female figure walked towards me who was arranging the newly finished kebaya in sewing and added ornaments of beads in a mannequin.
"Miss Dela, this is the danger."
"Okay, let's get fittings first. Hopefully fitting in." I let her into a room to change clothes. While I waited for him while sitting in the front seat near the clear glass of the place
put some models of clothing for boutique displays. I took my phone out of my pocket. I want to see my friend Mister Rius's profile picture, is it true that I think he's getting married.
Exactly, my phone rang when I saw the screen turned out to be the name of the mother-in-law who appeared.
"Assallammualaikum, Ma,"
"Wa'alaikumsalam, cepet home, Va. Baby sitter that Mama ordered soon. Rian again picked up at the terminal. Later that night mama had to go home to Bandung, Abahya Rian had called her to keep saying she was lonely."
After that Mama turned off her phone without waiting for my reaction. I was quite curious about the baby sitter of mama's choice. Does the baby sitter have anything to do with the king? because again mom hired him without asking me first. Ahh .. For the umpteenth time I can only guess without any solid evidence.
"Bu Reva, isn't she pretty?" della's asking surprised me.
"Well, beautiful, thank God it fits, yes on the body." I watched the baby pink color kebaya closely while looking at the details.
My phone rings again. From my mom again. I immediately shifted the screen. "Hello, ma?
"Reva, Mama just wanted to let you know that the baby sitter is home!"
God, so I'm more curious about the baby sitter you brought me. I immediately paid my respects to my Dela-customer and Meri-assistant. Coincidentally, Dela kebaya has fixed, only her partner's shirt is still in the process of suturing.
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I parked my car in the yard. Bang Rian's car was parked in front of my car. I hurried my feet into the house.
"Hopefully you feel at home, yes, here," it's your mama's voice from the middle of the room.
"But ... How about Bu Reva to know that-"
"Know what does that mean?" I wondered, without waiting for him to finish his words. A second later I regretted my hasty attitude. I should've let him finish talking.
The three people who were chatting seemed a little surprised by my arrival. The three of them looked at me who stepped steadily closer to them.
"Reva, this is the baby sitter you're talking about," she tried to smile at me. "Let's introduce yourself!" exclaimed mama at the woman who was holding the King.
"My name is Nadia, Mom. 35 Years old." The woman dressed as a baby sitter looked down. It turned out to be the same age as Bang Rian. Five years older than me.
"Marriage is it?" manya curious.
He nodded weakly.
"Oh, yeah, what did you mean? If I find out anything?" repeat question.
"Ehmm .. means know that I am not single alias already married and have children, Mom. Because I will often be allowed to go home to see my son in the village."
I guess, what. It's even good that he has a family. His status is not a problem for me.
"Nadia is a village too, Va, just a different subdistrict. Coincidentally Nadia's mother was a good friend of Mama's. You don't have to worry about his work, he has experience. She also told me that the King is not your son." Mom explained.
I nodded to listen to her, even though it seemed polite, but I had to remain wary of Nadia.
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In the middle of the night I suddenly felt thirsty. I turned my step towards the kitchen to get a drink. The dining table is one area with a kitchen.
From tonight I propose that Nadia sleep in the room with the King, they separate the mattress, the King sleeps in the baby box. As long as I don't know the King's origins, I want to keep my distance from him, before I go any further in love with the tiny baby.
When passing through Nadia's room located near the kitchen, I was shocked because the door of her room was not tightly closed. If Bang Rian is passing by now, it could be dangerous. He could be looking for Nadia later.
"Cup ... cup ... cup .. bobo yes," Nadia's voice sounded from the front of the room. After all, it turns out Nadia is awake, I want to reprimand her so that she locks the door of her room every night.
I pushed the door to his room. My eyes widened when I saw Nadia sitting on the edge of her bed while sitting on the king's seat. The baby is engrossed in sucking Asi directly from the source.
Seriate
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Wew, the more complicated it becomes🙈
Relax, part 5 will reveal everything
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