Was it wrong of me to love you?
Enjoy the role of a baby sitter
Facing a tantrum child does require extra energy, and requires knowledge as well. Athalah has now been taken over by Aurelia, Emran was secretly watching and judging how Aurelia inundated her only son. And sure enough the handsome boy rebelled, shrieking his body in Aurelia's sling, his two tiny legs kicked the young woman's stomach, but left Athalah tantrum just like that in Aurelia's sling.
After almost 15 minutes, the woman gently rubbed the already messy hair of Athallah, then her hands down rubbed the cheeks of the boy who was already wet. “Abang is tired of shouting as crying, thirsty not?” aurelia asked as she leaned back and moved towards the dispenser to grab a drink for Athallah. The handsome boy was still in a state of hiccups grabbing a glass from Aurelia and then gulped it down to the toilet.
“Abang if you do not want to go to school, do not pa-pa, will learn the same at home. Now it's time to take a shower and keep breakfast brother yes,” said Aurelia so gently. Athalah who usually tantrum must like diomelin with the baby sitter before, today it is not diomelin, and not scolded at all.
Athalah seemed to obey Aurelia's orders, and let the woman take care of herself, while Emran was still watching her. After how long Athallah had looked neat, Aurelia had been confused looking for a change of clothes for her small employer, fortunately there was Emran who told the place of the walk in closet. “People rich wardrobe aja already like a clothing store,” Inner Aurelia amazed.
After that Emran took Athalah down towards the dining room, Aurelia followed them from behind. The other Maid rushed to serve the employer to prepare breakfast, and apparently Mama Syifa was already in the dining room.
“For Oma's handsome grandson,” greet Mama Syifa while pinching her grandson's cubby cheeks.
“Stop Oma, Atha cheeks are not dolls, do not be pinched,” sahut Athalah with pursed lips, fortunately aja still small so machined, if it is big it must have been clicked with daddy look.
Aurelia is somewhat shy between the two employers, but there is a power that must be on the side of her small employer. The food was served on the table, if the other maids prepared to eat Mama Syifa and Emran, then Aurelia was in part taking care of her small employer.
“NO! Atha likes carrots,” jolts Athallah, while throwing the piece of carrot into the face of Aurelia. The woman just smiled and picked up the carrot scattering on the table because of Athallah.
“Abang, if you do not like vegetable carrots, do not need to be thrown away .. say the same Ma'am yes later separated, pity the carrots will cry if thrown this way,” added Aurelia informed.
“Ck ... where can carrots cry, right Daddy?” ask Athallah to Emran.
“Hmm .. yes where there are carrots can cry,” Emran replied as is while staring at Aurelia. I want it to feel Aurelia patted her forehead, why also the big master did not agree to the word too, for the good of his own son, but yes it is true that the carrots can not cry.
What is clear one day is that Aurelia adapted to work in the mansion, especially with Athallah, not with his daddy Athallah, because after breakfast the hot daddy left for his company.
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The Pacific Indo Company
Behind the pile of files, Dhafi's mind is still running madly towards his wife Aurelia. For some reason suddenly since coming to the office his wife's face was still in his eyes and his brain was still working hard to guess where his wife went with a neat appearance. Dhafi called Aurelia repeatedly to ask her whereabouts, but unfortunately neither received her phone calls.
“How dare he not receive my phone call, just watch out later at home!” murmured Dhafi began to growl. Without Dhafi realizing it, only this time he contacted his wife because of his disappearance just like that.
Shortly after the door of Dhafi's room was knocked, the man's daydream was scattered immediately.
“Ya login,” sahut Dhafi from inside.
A figure that is very well known by Dhafi also entered the room by showing the most beautiful smile.
“Met noon Masku dear, I bring your favorite coffee,” said the woman while putting a cup coffee that has a green symbol.
Dhafi sighed at the presence of the woman in the brown uniform. “Can you not take me coffee to the room, Faiza. I didn't order it anyway!” tegur Dhafi, showing his dislike of seeing Faiza's behavior that increasingly often comes to his room. How not to visit Dhafi who works on the 8th floor more often, because Faiza works in a coffee shop on the lobby floor as waiters, and often delivers drink orders for employees who work, so this is one of the opportunities for the woman to monitor Dhafi's movements so as not to cheat with other women. It's strange that he himself is an affair but he is also afraid of being cheated.
“I will be interested to occasionally see my husband work, time cannot be,” replied Faiza made clear.
“Come out now!” sentak Dhafi's.
Faiza could only sigh, and stomping her legs was upset with the attitude of her husband sir, how else, if opposed then she herself who lost.
With his unfortunate step Faiza came out of Dhafi's room and went towards the elevator, but not yet in the elevator she saw the figure of the man who actually made her heart flutter from a distance. The figure that made her fall in love the first time she saw a handsome man, who else could she try? She had already captured her cousin's husband.
“Should I try to get close to that guy? But how is his position so high here! Oh, he is very handsome once, and is certainly very rich and his many treasures,” Faiza inner admire.
The man with his assistant crossed paths with Faiza, and of course the woman's gaze could not be distracted while the man remained staring straight ahead instead of at Faiza, while Faiza bit her lower lip as she inhaled a gushing masculine fragrance as they passed by, her mind began to imagine the bed scene with the man who had just passed by.
“It looks like I have to find a way to get acquainted with the CEO of the company here, not pa-pa deh even though he is the mistress, Mr. Emran ... I came,” murmured Faiza herself while smiling to herself.
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The night came, according to the employment agreement with Emran, at 7 Aurelia can go home, but the young woman took care of her little employer's dinner and a special coincidence tonight Aurelia tried to cook herself for Athallah, and it turns out that this one day boy who had made himself tired was very greedy to enjoy dinner, until Emran was amazed because it was very rare to see his son eat greedily.
“Son, can Daddy try the food?” emran asked to see the bowl in front of his son was very tempting.
Athallah's hand was straight outstretched. “NO Daddy, this is Atha's not Daddy's, this is a word only for Atha not for Daddy,” he replied and went back to devouring his food despite the hassles.
Aurelia just smiled to see it, her heart was warm to see there was a figure of a small creature who appreciated her cooking, rather than her husband who did not appreciate her cooking. Emran stared at Aurelia who was standing by her son's side, while Aurelia always avoided the blind meeting between the two of them.
Meanwhile at home, Dhafi has been home from work since 6 pm, and his face began to turn red and fierce to see his house empty and there is no Aurelia.
“Where is that woman!” murmured Dhafi raised his voice, as he opened the door of Aurelia's room.
“Ya where else if not meet the customer, I have told you from the beginning Mas,” Faiza timpal while sipping a drink.
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