The Babysitter Belongs to the Duda
Like Barbie Palace

Two cars entered the courtyard of the house of the Farda family made Zunai who was busy seeing the street just stared at a building that he thought was like a palace. In fact, he saw this house like a barbie palace made of plastic that he often saw in the store that front of the glass.

"Why is the house so big? It's worth Grandpa saying his house fits us to live here. It turned out to be bigger than a budhe house" murmured Zunai slowly.

The slow mutter can still be heard by Nadia who is sitting in front and side of Andre who is driving his car. Her heart rippled violently even it seemed like she had to ask her husband to investigate this. Do not get it later when they have adopted or included it in the foundation owned by Mama Anisa even problems arise later on.

"Let's get off" asked Andre after successfully parking his car.

Andre immediately took Arnold in Nadia's lap while his wife was carrying Alan who was brought by Abel. The two little girls immediately got out of the car and took Zunai's tiny hands. The three walked cheerfully while jumping around a little.

Zunai even directly removed his sandals as they were all about to enter the house. This made Anara and Abel immediately stop his footsteps.

"Just wear the sandal. Later if the floor is dirty, we clean it together" said Abel who then took Zunai sandals so that it can be used by the little girl.

At first Zunai hesitated for fear of dirtying the floor of this luxury house due to his butut sandals. But hearing Abel's orders made him obey. The three of them went straight into the house and then immediately went up to the room. For a while, Zunai will be in Abel's room while Ega follows the boy.

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"Zunai, take a bath first yuk. This is wearing clothes kak Nara first, because if you wear Abel's clothes are still too big" asked Nadia.

Zunai who had seen the entire room of Abel while standing could only stare in admiration. Moreover, the room is so spacious and cool makes him want to sleep here next. But he must know that this is not his room or his milil. If you want to have a room like this, you have to work for years.

Zunai nodded her head then entered the bathroom with Nadia. While Abel himself is now changing clothes in his walk in closet after cleaning himself earlier. Aided by Nadia, Zunai takes a clean bath. Because all this time he only bathed in the homes of residents or the nearest mosque was without soap or brushing teeth.

After you finish cleaning. Zunai wore clean, fragrant clothes, even the material felt soft. Zunai's previously dull face is now cleaner, although it is undeniable that his skin is a little dark because it is often hot. Even her hair was also soft due to being given shampoo by Nadia.

"Now take a nap with Abel's sister" asked Nadia while holding Zunai's hand.

"Zunai is not used to napping, aunt. This is also not sleepy" Zunai refused with eyes that still sparkle brightly.

Even though Abel himself had slept on a mattress after finishing his cleaning event. Finally Nadia took Zunai out of the room to sit in the family room to see the cartoon show. Everyone is choosing to rest at this time.

"Where? Grandpa's house is big and fit for you to live in" said Nadia invited Zunai to talk.

"Yes aunty, the house is huge. Bigger than his house budhe" replied Zunai cheerfully.

"Tante, can we stay here a day?" continues asking.

"By dong, more than a day is also not papa" replied Nadia made Zunai immediately embraced the adult woman tightly.

"Thank you, aunt. Someday if Zunai succeeds and has his own house, I will invite you all to stay there" said Zunai with simple wishes.

Nadia nodded her head then gently stroked Zunai's head. He still did not expect to be able to help the people around him. Even he used to not think of having a husband of city people who are mostly from a rich family, but in this city there are so many things that he can quote. Especially that not everyone who lives in the city is as lucky as Andre and his family.

"Unda, Alan wants to nandi" cried Alan from the top of the stairs.

Alan was afraid that he came down the stairs alone so he chose to shout calling his mother who was seen chatting with Zunai. Nadia releases her embrace from Zunai and then walks up to help bathe Alan.

"Aunty to the top first yes. The baby wants to take a shower, then let Ega aunty clean up" said Nadia when she saw Zunai would come with her.

Finally Zunai chose to sit in the living room alone accompanied by snacks and juices. It was Nadia who prepared him so that the girl was comfortable sitting there. Nadia immediately held Alan's small hand that was waiting for her near the stairs.

"Unda, butanna adi Alan obok in talpet lestolan huh? Napa's in the bed" asked Alan.

"Oh... Alan was delirious then his own way back home in a state of sleep" said Nadia origin.

Alan was speechless even looking at Nadia who was like holding back his laughter. It seemed that he could not be delirious and then walk alone back home, let alone in a state of sleep. The distance of the house with the restaurant is very far so it is impossible to walk here.

"Unda ucil, pukan ohong" said Alan cynically.

"Who's rich?" nadia asked with a laugh.

"Kaya Alan, yes, like a quiet grandfather" said Alan with confidence.

Nadia laughed at her son's confession about him that was so nosy. It turned out that his son realized that he was so nosy and ignorant. Unlike Andre and Papa Reza who are more quiet but firm in speaking. The two immediately entered the room and woke Ega who was still asleep.

"Eda... Angun, there is a ketoak" cried Alan by tugging on Ega's clothes.

"Don't pull dong. Later this tear on Ega's shirt can be wider" Nadia scolded while removing Alan's hand gently.

"Isa... Abishna, daju cobek to macih dipate. Anti kacih aja daju-daju Alan who was tired of the hammer was strongly moored to Eda" said Alan with a sharp sneak pep.

Nadia grimaced in disbelief hearing that sneak from Alan. If Ega wakes up and hears it, he could be sad to hear the taunts from Alan. Indeed, his one child, willing to help just have to mute the person first with his spicy speech.