My babysitter Maduku
Chapter 139

The residence of Mr. Malik

Mr. Malik fell silent while holding his face with both hands. He stared intently at Tia who was still as excited in front of him. The woman told Mr. Malik everything, from A to Z. Not reduced or exaggerated.

While Arini sat beside Tia while stroking both shoulders, trying to calm the woman while providing support.

"Then what's your plan?" ask Mr. Malik.

Tia shook her head softly while wiping her tears. "I don't know anymore, Dad. I'm sorry."

"Now I ask you, what if one day Toni comes to you again and asks for a referral?" ask Mr. Malik seriously.

Tia raised her bowed head then returned Mr. Malik's gaze.

"I don't want to, Dad. I can still forgive him for using me as his money-making machine. However, if he had dared to play hands and play women out there, I really could not tolerate it anymore. Even if she cries blood, I will never accept her back" Tia said firmly.

Mr. Malik breathed a long breath. "I'm sorry, Tia. You are not who I am and I do not intend to interfere in your personal affairs. However, even though I still care because you are the adopted son and nephew of the late Arniz. This time I'll help you, but I can make sure this is my last favor if you're still stupid by giving it a chance and coming back to Toni."

"No, Dad. I dare promise you that I will never go back to Mas Toni again!" tia is sure.

Malik nodded and kept Tia's promise. "alright. For tonight you can stay here with us. Tomorrow I'll find you a new home, and take care of the salaries of abandoned boutique employees. But remember, Tia. After this, learn to be independent. Take good care of the boutique and for a while don't think about anything else. Focus on yourself, Princess and the future of both of you."

"Yes, Dad. I'll remember that."

***

One month later.

"I'm so happy, Mom. Finally, Tia really can take care of herself and the Princess" said Arini who is now leaning on the chest of Mr. Malik's field.

While Mr. Malik himself leaned on the back of the bed with bare chest. He gently stroked the top of Arini's head and occasionally anchored her warm kiss there.

"Yes, me too. Anyway, as long as Toni was still behind Tia, Tia would never be able to live a quiet life. Oh yeah, speaking of Toni, I have the latest news on her."

Arini raised her head then looked at Mr. Malik. "What's that?"

"Recently, police officers raided Toni and her friends on the basis of reports that residents were disturbed by their activities. Residents said, Toni and her friends like to hold parties of liquor and illegal goods in the place. Toni was also secured because he was found to own and use the object" said Mr. Malik.

"really? Does Tia know this news?" ask Arini who is getting curious.

"Well, that's really Toni, yeah!" grouse Arini.

In the middle of their conversation suddenly Arini's stomach sounded. Crew .. kruukkkk!

Mr. Malik chuckled, while Arini was really embarrassed. Arini's face flushed and now she was downcast while stroking her stomach.

"You hungry?" asked Mr. Malik while glancing at the wall clock hanging in one corner of their room.

Slowly Arini nodded her head. "Yes. My stomach is hungry again, my mother."

"Come, we're going to the kitchen!" take Mr. Malik while breaking his arms with Arini.

"Ehm, but I don't want to wake the servants, Mas. Pity them, they must be sleeping now" Arini said while wearing her sex lingerie back and coating her with a sleeping kimono.

"Calm down, your cock is in plain sight."

Mr. Malik smiled as he put on his back after his sleep, after they were content to wrestle in warmth.

Arini smiled broadly. "Can you cook?"

"Hmm, let's try it."

Mr. Malik leads Arini to the kitchen and sits him in the chair in the room.

"Look how your husband transformed into an impromptu chef."

Mr. Malik washed his hands first in the sink then went back to Arini who continued to sing a hesitant smile. He doubted that he could be his chef.

"What do you want to order, Miss Malik? Instant noodles with egg clamp, simple fried rice ala Chef Malik, or anything, mention it!" said the man who finally made Arini crumpled.

"Oh my goodness, Chef! I didn't expect the menus you were offering me to be completely different from the others" he said, keeping his mouth shut. "Alright, I chose simple fried rice ala Chef Malik only. You see from last night I have not met the taste of fried rice that fits like made by mamang," he said.

Mr. Malik smiled then stroked Arini's head. He felt guilty and sorry for Arini who until now has not been able to eat fried rice made by mamang. However, he promised never to give up looking for the existence of fried rice mamang until he could.

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