The Babysitter Belongs to the Duda

The Babysitter Belongs to the Duda
Negotiations 2


Andre and Papa Reza chose to come to the office during the day. Andre has contacted Bayu to handle his work for the next few hours. Although he knew that Bayu must have been feeding himself in his heart but the man could only resignedly accept the task from Andre. After having breakfast with her family, the two quickly left the house followed by Nadia and Mama Anisa.


"Recover this well. But if you can't be invited to a discussion, just destroy the room" said Mama Anisa gave an idea.


Nadia could only giggle amusedly hearing the words from her in-laws. Especially Andre and Papa Reza who can only shake their heads with a strange idea thrown by Mama Anisa. Especially if later to destroy the school room will certainly be a long thing.


The two immediately kissed his wife and walked to a car parked in his yard. The two got in the car and drove out of the house after waving at the two women still waiting for them to leave.


The two immediately went back into the house to take care of Anara and Abel who until now still limp and sleep on his bed. While Alan and Arnold who did not have any activities can only play together in the family room. Grandma Hulim and Fikri went home last night because tomorrow morning must be ready to return to doing his activities.


"You want to join my sister in the room or just play here?" nadia asked softly.


"We just play in the room sister, mother" said Arnold.


Alan only nodded his head in agreement to Arnold's words. The two were taken by Nadia while climbing the stairs while Mama Anisa prepared breakfast for her granddaughter. Then they walked to her sister's room. They smiled when they saw her two brothers awake and sitting on the bed.


"So Nala and Bel have healed? Tok dah awun cih, silanna talo macih cakit tu tidul aja" said Alan warned.


"It's been quite improved anyway, the deck" Abel said with a faint smile.


Both of them still looked pale even his lips were chapped. The eyes of both of them looked at meu to the mother and her two sisters. Alan is also now directly sitting on the bed with the help of the mother. Nadia immediately tidied the hair of her two daughters who were like lions.


"Yo will cama inum drugs bial fast. Talo pelu ndak ucah check aja bial tayak Alan" said Alan gave an idea.


"Where can it be deck? One day you also have to go to school if it is appropriate age" said Nadia advising gently.


"Alas Alan mah talo. Dali emalin cekolahna ndak no yan benal. Bithin check cendili aja unda cama papa bial Alan bica kasih platulan cendili" said Alan annoyed.


Alan was upset that every contact with the school was always his brother and brother was sick yesterday. This makes Alan sad because everyone will focus on their recovery. Alan who was upset was now just down from the bed with difficulty then walked closer to Arnold who had been silent.


Nadia could only shake her head to see the stubborn nature of her child. Moreover, now Alan wants to ask him to wake a school that he can make his own rules. Abel and Anara were now looking at her mother with a difficult look until Nadia found out.


"Thank you mother, already willing to take care and accept us who are just your children" said Abel suddenly with teary eyes.


"Eh... You're mother's biological children. There are no children for the mother. You are as rich as Alan, the mother's child" said Nadia firmly.


"Don't be sad, dong. We have become one family and Arnold hopes that we will forever be like this" said Arnold who then embraced Nadia from the side.


"Why is there such a thing? Tuma Alan nih yan ndak angis" said Alan slightly mocked.


The four of them no one messed up Alan's words by continuing to hug each other. Afterwards Alan chose to embrace the legs of his parents because that was all he could hope for.


***


Andre and Papa Reza have parked their car in a special parking lot. After successfully parking his vehicle, the two immediately got out of the car and then set foot into the principal's room.


Geck... Geck... Geck...


"Get in" said someone from inside.


"Excuse me, I am Abel and Anara's parents" Andre said politely after opening the door.


Someone in the room just gave the code to Andre and Papa Reza to go inside. The headmaster named Ibu Yuni already knew about the existing problems. It was because there was a teacher who revealed everything in a special group of educators and principals.


But Ibu Yuni did not necessarily believe everything because he also had to ask for information from students and guardians. Only today will he give a call letter to Anara and Abel's parents but it just so happens that they have come. Yuni's mother immediately sat in the guest chair along with Andre and Papa Reza.


"Can I help you, sir?" ask Mother Yuni kindly.


"We're here to talk about the Olympics that my two children participated in. At present, Anara and Abel are feverish because they are too tired and depressed due to the length of additional study time. I last night contacted one of the teachers who taught to ask permission for their two children not to be able to participate in additional learning for a few days. But the teacher only allows one day on the grounds that the Olympics are staying a little while longer and the material is still a lot that has not been explained" explained Andre.


Yuni's mother was seen frowning her forehead in surprise hearing Andre's explanation. Last night, the teacher informed the group that Anara and Abel had withdrawn from the Olympics unilaterally. But what Andre said was inversely proportional.


"That means Anara and Abel still want to go to the Olympics right, sir? Not resigning" Ibu Yuni asked.


"I still allow them to participate because both have already jumped into this Olympic selection. I just ask for time for my son to break up maybe until the H-1 event. Instead let me and my wife teach them at home because they are now feverish" Andre explained confusedly.


Because what was said by Mother Yuni and she seemed out of sync made the two even confused. Finally Ibu Yuni chose to call the teacher in charge and supervisor of the Olympics so that no one misunderstood.