
"Sorry mas. Whose child is this? There's no way her son is," said a mall security guard, suspicious of Arya holding a baby wrapped in a small towel.
Arya tried to calm down. "Well, it's clear this is my son, sir," he said.
The officer looked at the baby. "Can't be. If you are a child, why only use a do— towel"
I don't know what happened, suddenly the officer's mouth stopped talking.
...[.Host, hurry up. I've controlled his mind]...
"O—oke." Arya immediately rushed over, leaving the officer who suddenly pecked.
"It seems that you have to buy clothes for this baby first," Arya said.
...[.Yep. You're right host. You should immediately wear a set of clothes that are suitable for your baby]...
"okay." Arya increasingly accelerated her footsteps towards a convenience store, in order to avoid suspicion from all visitors to the mall.
Rows of special shelves of baby equipment became the main purpose of Arya. He immediately walked the baby to a special toddler clothes rack.
"Hmm ... Good blue color isn't it?" Arya slightly bowed, staring at the details on the special toddler clothes suit hanging on the shelf. "Gee! Which one is ajalah!" he said, while reaching for a blue toddler suit.
Arya then rushed towards the cashier, finding a cashier girl staring in wonder at him.
"Why do babies wear towels doang mas?" ask the cashier girl.
Arya chuckles. "I'm here to buy clothes for my baby" he replied confidently.
"Lohs. It's not at home there's ba—"
The cashier girl suddenly fell silent, as if the soul of her mind had been overpowered by something.
...[.Host, your baby's on the cashier's desk. I'll control this girl to wear that outfit on your baby]...
"B— alright." Arya immediately obeyed the order of the system, sitting the baby on the cashier table.
The cashier girl then grabbed the clothes suit that Arya was holding, then scanned the price tag on the cash register.
"It's great that you can mentally train someone. I was like Daddy's Bulldozer, "inner Arya, watching how the cashier girl wears a special toddler suit on the baby.
...[.That's a normal thing for me host. If it's an emergency, I'll do whatever it takes to help launch the host's mission]...
"Done," said the cashier girl with an empty look, making Arya immediately reach for the baby's armpit.
"Thank you, ma'am" said Arya, then rushed to bring back the baby to the place of a row of special toddler shelves, along with a trolley that he pushed towards the place.
...[.Well, host, please meet your baby's needs next. Look at the paper grocery list you should buy]...
While holding the baby's body, Arya still tried to look at a piece of paper held next to her hand. "Okees. Now who should cave buy .. diapers, formula milk, telon oil, milk bottle, baby porridge ...." Arya suddenly widened, surprised to find a list of things that he had to buy. "Buckoo! Much!" his weakness.
...[.Don't complain, host! The more you complain, the more you waste your mission time]...
"OK okay. The cave has to buy diapers first means." Arya then walked to a shelf, which stored various types of special diapers toddlers. "Hmm ... how big is it??" tanyakanya.
...[.S is too narrow. L's quite fitting. I suggest take the XL size]...
Arya immediately grabbed a packet of XL-sized diapers, then put it into the trolley. "Take three more packs. Fear is not enough" he said, grabbing another two packs of diapers.
...[.Hmm...good thought, host]...
The baby was just quiet, seemed to feel comfortable while in Arya's arms.
Shortly afterward, Arya then walked pushing her trolley to a shelf that holds various types of infant formula.
"System ... shouldn't a baby his age drink breast MILK?" arya asked, looking at the baby who was laughing cheerfully at her.
...[.It does. But, can you get ASI out?]...
"Yes! Where is there a guy who can get out of ASI! If you can, the name is not ASI, but ASA," replied Arya, dismissing the question given by the system.
...[.It's good that you understand. Now who wants to give breast milk to your baby? Is anyone ready? Are you married?]...
Arya spontaneously snorted. "Yes yaaa .. yaudah kasih aja milk formula," he replied resignedly.
...[.Remember. Understand exactly which formula is suitable for a six-month-old baby]...
Hearing the system's words, Arya immediately turned to the baby's face. "So she's six months old?" tanyakanya.
...[.Sure do. We deliberately accelerated his age to six months. Because you're still too amateurish to be a nanny, raising concerns that we're giving a newborn to a young man like you]...
Arya again snorted. "Okay, I get it now. Means that formula matches this one." He immediately grabbed a box of formula milk, then put it in a trolley. "Add two more. It's not gonna stale, is it?" tanyanya, while reaching for two other formula milk boxes.
...[.It won't. Just so you're good at keeping it well]...
...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...
"Popok already, milk already, milk bottle already, telon oil already, a dozen baby clothes already, baby porridge already, others t*tek bengek already all. Finally finished as well, "inner Arya sighed.
...[.Not host. You forgot to buy your needs]...
Arya sontak. "Goddessa ... Needs for yourself until you forget. Where the queue jerked off again," he lamented inwardly.
...[.Free host, time's running out. You won't be able to buy your needs. Besides, the money I gave you was just enough to pay for your baby's entire needs]...
Hearing the system's words, Arya became blood-ridden. "Huh yeah?! It is not you yourself who sent the cave to maintain his needs?! Why do you think it's like a cave?!" his protest in a loud voice, shocked all the visitors who were waiting in line.
One of the middle-aged mothers who queued in front of Arya, immediately turned to her. "Mas why?! Angry at who?!" ask her with a look of wonder.
Arya with her good looks suddenly threw away her face. "Father Ma'am," he answered briefly, causing the mother to glance in wonder at him.
...[.Host, I didn't mean to offend you]...
"Continue?!" ask Arya in my heart.
...[.I understand your disappointment of not having the time to think about your own needs. But, congratulations! You have completed this A level mission well!]...
Arya took a deep breath, then she let out a slow breath. "Yes," she replied briefly inwardly.
The look on Arya's face suddenly sour, making the baby stare scowling at her.
"Why sad boy?" ask Arya.
The baby suddenly cries. It seems like the baby has a very strong inner bond with Arya.
Arya tried to calm the baby, all the way she did to make the baby happy again.
"Look at it, the cashier's mom was smiling, cook you cry anyway boy," Arya replied to the baby, shortly after he managed to bring his trolley arrived in front of the cashier's desk.
The baby immediately looked at the cashier girl, but quickly turned his face back towards Arya, as if frightened by the look of the cashier girl.
Arya finds the baby crying hysterically. "Boy is boy. Cup cup cup." He rubbed the baby's back slowly. "Liat mbak-mbak pretty kok nangis anyway boy," he said, while putting all the groceries on the cashier's table.
The baby finally softened a little, then immediately fell asleep with his head resting next to Arya's shoulder.
"Whoaam mas?" ask the cashier girl, scanning one by one Aryan groceries on the scanner machine.
"Yes. Why mbak?" arya replied, who again threw a question.
"Gapapa. Where's my wife?" replied the cashier girl, also again throwing a question.
Arya momentarily fell silent, unable to answer that very, very deadly question.
...[.Just tell me you're his mother]...
"Stupid! Mom is a girl! Cave men, future fathers!" push Arya in the heart.
"Mass?"
"His mother has gone first" Arya replied spontaneously.
The look on the cashier girl's face was suddenly sad, after hearing the confession coming out of Arya's mouth. "I'm sorry, mas. I was so bad," he said.
"Father." Arya then reached into her pants pocket, spending some money to pay for all the groceries.
"Everything so seven hundred and fifty-five thousand rupiah mas," said the cashier girl.
"It's mbak." Arya lancung gave all her money.
The girl seemed to seriously calculate the amount of money Arya gave. "Seven hundred, eight hundred .. excess mas," he said.
"Father, take the rest," replied Arya, rejecting the rest of the money that the cashier girl had offered.
...[.Hosted. You certain? Can't the rest buy your needs?]...
Arya is pensive. "From now on, I realize that this baby's needs are far more important than mine. The money you gave me wasn't worth wearing a penny. I can still find a job to provide for my own needs, "inner Arya, grabbing a bag of her groceries, then rushing her foot out of the convenience store.
...[.The host! Very good answer! Congrats! You have completed a level A mission so well!]...
...[.Reward for you: A dozen suits of clothing and clothing d*lam, a set of toiletries, cash worth five hundred thousand rupiah, and a unit of smartphone. I've put it all in your apartment room]...
Arya's steps stopped. "The serious?!" he asked, with a slight smile that was almost flattering.
...[.Yes, host!]...
"Yes!" Arya immediately walked up to her footsteps towards the elevator door, bringing joy to the reward the system had given her. "Thank you!" he said in his heart.
~Tbc