My babysitter Maduku
Chapter 128

"How was your meeting with Mas Hendra, Ci? What's he talking about? Yeah, God! I'm so curious, you know!" arini asked Suci through her mobile phone.

"Do you know, Arini? It turns out that Mas Hendra accepted my love!" suci replied while screaming in joy.

Arini was no less happy to hear the words of her best friend. "Yes, God! Congratulations, Holy. I'm glad to hear it."

"Said Mas Hendra, if we match each other then he will immediately propose to me," continued Suci with a dry face.

"May soon yes, Holy. Anyway I think you guys are a good fit, really," replied Arini with teary eyes. He was really very happy as well as feeling overwhelmed.

"Oh yes, Arini. How is your relationship with Mr Malik? It's not awkward anymore, is it? By the way, last night how many rounds?" holy Tanya while chuckling.

Arini blushed in embarrassment and her face looked red. "What apaan, Ci. Don't ask how many rounds. Malik wasn't even ready to do that."

"Ck, tsk, tsk!" The saint clucked while shaking his head. "Trus, when does he approach that, Rin? Just be tempted, god! You're legal to be his wife."

Arini chuckled softly at the speech of her best friend. "Yes, yeah. I'll try."

"Eh, yes, Rin. There's a Big Boss coming! He'll scream again."

Not yet Arini replied to his words, the call has been decided by Saints. Arini stared at the screen of her phone with a thin smile then put it back on the nightstand.

Just at that moment, Mr. Malik came out from behind the bathroom. He noticed Arini sitting on the edge of the bed smilingly looking at him.

"Who?" asked Mr. Malik who was so curious when he saw Arini's expression.

"Holy, Mas. Suci and Mas Hendra are finally official and I am very happy to hear that. Moreover, Mas Hendra was really serious about establishing a relationship with Saints. He said they were getting married soon" replied Arini as she approached Mr. Malik, who was drying his wet hair.

Mr. Malik turned his face away from Arini to hide the thin smile that was now on his face.

"Good then."

"Are our minds the same, Mom? They look good, don't they?"

"Yes. I think it's a good fit," he replied slowly.

"Oh yes, this is your shirt and pants, Mas. I don't know if my choice suits Mas' taste or not. But, if Mas doesn't like it, I can get another one" Arini said.

Malik glanced at the shirt and pants that were carried by Arini and then returned with a thin smile.

"Didn't you like it? If, yes. I'll get you another shirt." Arini wanted to step up by bringing the shirt back to the wardrobe. However, Mr. Malik immediately held him back. He grabs Arini's hand and then speaks.

"No need. I choose this one only," replied Mr. Malik while taking the shirt in Arini's hand and wearing it.

"Let me help, Mom."

Arini helps Mr. Malik button his shirt without feeling awkward in the least. While Mr. Malik painstakingly tried to cover up his nervousness. He continued to look at Arini's face which looked very calm.

After finishing helping Mr. Malik put on his clothes, Arini immediately handed the pants still hanging on his arm to the man.

"Here are your pants, Mas. For this one, I definitely don't want me to help, do I?" Arini smiled warmly.

After saying that, Arini immediately turned her body and gave time to Mr. Malik. Mr. Malik exhaled a long breath then removed the towel that was still wrapped around his waist.

The man gasped in shock when he saw the junior who suddenly stiffened. I don't know why, he doesn't understand either. Mr. Malik quickly covered the object with boxer pants and then overwritten again with formal pants that had been given by Arini just now.

"I'm done, you can turn around now."

Arini turned around quickly while smiling. He scanned Mr. Malik's appearance from head to toe. It looked so perfect, but there was still something disturbing his vision. Mr. Malik's hair looks still messy.

"Come here, let me help you straighten your hair, yeah." Arini pulled Mr. Malik's hand slowly and brought him to the front of the dressing table.

"Because Mas won't let me help auntie in the kitchen, so now my job is only to serve you, Mas."

Mr. Malik, just according. She sat in the front seat of the dressing table and let Arini tidy up her thick, pitch-black hair. The man fell silent while watching Arini's reflection in the mirror. He doesn't understand why Dodi can betray a woman as good as Arini.

"Now I understand why Arniz wanted me to marry Arini. Besides being good, Arini also needs someone who can protect her. And may I be the man she had hoped to be all along" muttered Mr. Malik inwardly.

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