My Nanny, I Need U
Father and son are the same

1 Week later Jalwa returned to Bandung to attend his cousin's wedding.

At first Arkana was very angry at Jalwa, because Jalwa had just told him and Arkana was getting used to the existence of his nanny.

2 days before Jalwa left, Arshaka contacted his mother to accompany Arkana while Jalwa was away.

"Honey, the Bak Jalwa is only one week away" said Ms Annisa's mother from Arshaka.

Arkana is still sulking until she doesn't want to eat.

Jalwa be not bear "small boss, this cuisine mbak Jalwa who cook loh."

"Mbak Jalwa is like me" Arkana said slightly sobbing.

Arshaka who just returned from the office immediately approached his son who was persuaded by his mother and Jalwa "What's wrong?."

Annisa's mother sighed heavily "she's angry again."

"Arkana, why are you angry like that?" asked Arshaka firmly.

"Wicked father, why did you let Jalwa go?"said Arkana while sobbing.

Arshaka hugged her son "Mbak Jalwa go away for a while" she replied.

"that's a long week Dad."Arkana was crying.

"listen to Daddy son" Arshaka tries to calm Arkana down "Mbak Jalwa will be home after it's done."

"lying" cried Arkana.

Jalwa wiped her tears when she saw Arkana crying like "little boss."

Arshaka looked at Jalwa "just look, Can Arkana come with you?" tanyakanya.

The gaping Jalwa got the question he hoped "you're allowing Arkana to come with me?."

Arkana wiped her tears violently "serious father?."

Arshaka just nodded.

Arkana came down from his father's lap and jumped "horse, I'm with Jalwa."

Jalwa and Annisa's mother smiled at Arkana's behavior.

And now this is where they sit in the middle room of the old man's house from Jalwa.

Zalima's mother was happy when her eldest daughter came home with her boss.

"I'm sorry sir, I can't treat you well because Jalwa didn't tell us you were coming here."

Arshaka just nodded and in the end the widower came too, the reason was that he did not want Arkana to cry because he missed him even though he did not want his son to dominate.

"Are you healthier?" arshaka asked Jalwa's mother.

"Thank God, sir, but I can't work anymore like I used to" explained Zalima's mother.

"Mother doesn't have to worry anyway as I see Arkana really like Jalwa" Arshaka said 'including me too' he said in his heart.

Zalima's mother nodded in agreement seeing how Arkana always followed Jalwa.

Jalwa brought two glasses of mango juice to his big boss and his little boss with Arkana while holding the tip of Jalwa's clothes.

"please drink Mas Shaka"Jalwa put a glass of juice in front of Arshaka.

Zalima's mother immediately rebuked her daughter "Wa, you are not polite to call your boss."

"Mom, I asked Jalwa to call like that because I was young" explained Arshaka before Jalwa answered.

Arkana sits next to her father "Auntie, can Arkana please stay here?."

Jalwa turned to his mother "Mom."

zalima's mother nodded "Arkana can do it here."

"So I slept in my own hotel."Arshaka looked at Jalwa dislikefully as the woman was only watching her son.

Jalwa was "so wrong.."

Zalima's mother immediately answered him, "the master sleeps in Jalwa's room only later Jalwa and Arkana sleep in my room."

"mother."Jalwa protested with his mother's answer.

"already, some of your father used to sleep in front of the television."

Arshaka stared triumphantly at the stricken Arkana in annoyance.

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The next day Arshaka and Arkana went with Jalwa to his Uncle's house not far from Jalwa's parents' house, to attend Jalwa's cousin's show.

"A lot of yes too" said Arshaka who saw in the bride's house there were many mothers - mothers of studies and neighbors.

Arkana who was not used to the crowd like this immediately clasped Jalwa's hand "Mbak Jalwa."

Jalwa stroked Arkana's hair "we're in yuk." he invited Arkana and Arshaka into the house because in the yard was already on the bench for the recitation.

Jalwa introduced the big boss and his small boss to his family who were preparing everything needed for the flush event.

All the women in the house took turns to greet Arshaka and Arkana who they thought were perfect looking.

"eleh Jalwa dunungan maneh meuni kasep pisan(Jalwa your master is handsome)" his Aunt Jalwa said.

"Muhun aunty(yes aunt)" replied Jalwa.

Arshaka is just a mangosteen because everything in the house uses Sundanese and he does not understand.

"Mbak Jalwa, I want a snack."ask Arkana.

Jalwa nodded and took the chocolate brownie cake from the table and gave it to Arkana "his favorite little boss."

Arkana immediately ate it "Mmm. yummy."he glanced and smiled cunningly at his pouting father.

Jalwa turned to Arshaka who was looking at him "What's wrong?."

Arshaka approached Jalwa and whispered "will you not get anything for me?."

Jalwa held her breath as Arshaka's face was very close to her.

"the Jalwa's breath" said Arshaka with a smile looking at Jalwa who became misbehaved.

Jalwapun immediately left Arshaka who was laughing.

"Dad don't make Mbak Jalwa that way" said Arkana who does not like his father who always teases the nanny.

Arshaka aligned himself with Arkana "you are a child of Arkana."

Arkana snorted dejectedly "Mbak Jalwa has me."

"Let's compete young man."challenge Arshaka on that son.

"I'm not afraid of you" replied Arkana staring intently at her father.

Zalima's mother, who saw the debate between her father and son, could only shake her head, she did not expect that Jalwa could make Arshaka and Arkana's relationship better than before knowing Jalwa.