THE NANNY (Nanny )
The Small Arsenic

I've been at Mr. Arsenio's house for a few days so I can adapt to ART and also get used to Arsen's small indulgence.

Dear Arsen, from now on you call Arsen with the call Son yes, let's not be the same as Daddy I said while kissing Arsen on the bed.

Yes.yes.yes.the mother wants to be called Putla, said the cute son...

Ok.....SZP, ....

Mother, said the Son whining spoiled while hugging me tightly....

why is this mother's child so spoiled....

there must be something she wanted to say.

Putla wants to be dipped in the mother's room, ..

It's been hugged by the mother from earlier I said smiling...

Mother,....

baby I said to wipe his head,

Don't stay putla ya Bun, he said slowly,

Mother will not leave a son, son,

mother love the son....Ok...

Thanks mother,.....

not how long the Son has been sleeping while hugging me.....

SKIP 💮

I went out of the room and met all the ART and told them that Arsen's call now changed the Son, so as not to be confused and distinguishable by the name of Mr. Arsenio.

I took out a bag containing IT equipment and headed to the living room, the ARTs had already entered in the pavilion where they lived, which was behind the house.

I started installing mini CCTV cameras and installed them at several points in Mr. Arsenio's house, making it easier for me to monitor the condition of the house, even without the knowledge of the ART I also installed several CCTV Camara at some point, outside and inside the pavilion, in the yard and also in the park and swimming pool I fitted all with the monitoring camera belonging to Safety X, he said, so not only I can monitor but the Safety X agent can also monitor the movement of the contents of this house.

In fact, I also installed several mini speakers at some points that are often used to gather family members.

Jer, please you also activate at the headquarters of all the cameras and speakers that I have installed at home Mr. Arsenio I told Jery one of the agents of Safety X.

Ready Net....

Mother.....!!! the son shouted from the room,

I ran towards the room....

yes dear this mother, I said while hugging her ....

mother dali where Putla cali mother,

sorry mom from the kitchen baby grab a drink, man,

let's get up .. keep taking a shower .. I said while helping her get up.

We went into the bathroom and bathed the son, after which I was still in my arms I took the son towards the terrace of the house, while feeding his risoles.

Not long ago came a car, and out a man with a parlente and fashionable appearance, who else if not Mr. Arsenio.

Boy..daddy's son again eat what....

Daddy may ask Mr. Arsenio to kiss the son.

Daddy .... don't kiss Putla...

Putla,

Yes, after calling atu with the call Putla, biak is not wrong call the name Daddy, ...

O,

Ok dady's handsome son. from now on Daddy will call with the call of Son.

The son showed his thumb to his Daddy,

Mother, .....

yes dear....

Don't give Daddy his snack Putla huh,

I smiled at her request,

The son must share should not be eaten alone, right mother to Risolesnya many words, I said,

You know his son Daddy really like Daddy, protested Mr. Arsenio to the son, Daddy,

yes it is .....

Let's go in, Daddy will be carried...?

Dak au, Putla anya carried by mother, aja,

Ha.ha. who has a mother now does not want to be the same Daddy yes, a child pinter, said Mr. Arsenio while rubbing the head of the Son.

Before I followed Mr. Arsenio into the house, I caught a glimpse of a car parked across the front street, from where I began to feed my son until I stood willing to enter, but I try to stay calm and alert.

Mr. Security guard, please close the gate, I shouted to the security guard.

Okay Mom, ready....

What's up Net,

Nothing sir, just be careful, I replied.

Now the Son drinks milk first yes, yes,

sit here let your mother make her milk, I said while sitting my son in the dining chair.

I thrust a glass of milk in front of the Son,

and immediately he drank his milk with pleasure.

Den Putra is now happy huh,

so add handsome. said one of the ART who was preparing dinner.

Yes dong, it's Putla tekalang already have a mother, said the cute son...

Mbak Siti happy you know now den Putra added pinter, while giving a thumbs up towards Putra.

Yes mbak, it is atu tekalang taught by mother

the.he.....

everyone in the kitchen laughed happily, seeing the smarter son.

Wow... so crowded here what is this, surely because there is a child Daddy yes so the atmosphere rame said Mr. Arsenio who just came out of his room.

Daddy.

Mr. Arsenio approached the son and immediately kissed his cheek while tickling his son's body, so the son laughed amusedly.

Mother please Putla...

I and the ARTs saw the interaction of children and fathers being late in a happy atmosphere in the afternoon and occasionally laughing.

Mother,..wua..... Daddy naughty....

said the son who turned out to be crying because no one helped him from his Daddy disorder.

All ART laughed seeing the son crying which further added to the loudness of his cry.

Yes.iya here the same mother said while carrying her body.

Quay..hiks.... Daddy naughty....

I have..cup..cup.. said while stroking his back to calm him down.

Cook a crybaby boy,

no one likes a son....

Mother, hit Daddy....

said the son while wrapping his hands around my neck, and with a sulking tone.

I smiled at the exchange between the child and his Daddy, as well as the ART.

Look out, Daddy can't kiss Putla,

Putla is even the same Daddy. said the son while sticking his tongue towards his Daddy,

O... dare threaten Daddy yes, yes,

mr. Arsenio said as he stood approaching the son who was still in my sling,

Mother, lali mother...

come mother ...lali, Daddy will catch Putla he said while stomping his feet in the air,

I tried to move and comply with his request, and stepped my feet quickly towards the living room, as well as Mr. Arsenio who followed us with a little brisk walking as if chasing after a son, the son was screaming .....

Come on.mother her out faster.....

Wkwkwkwk....

I pretended to fall, and grimaced in pain and as I thought my son immediately felt guilty and comforted me,

Which mother tatit.....

bial Putla obati, his words are sad.

sorry Putla ya Bun, he said slowly.

Daddy iyat, gala - gala Daddy mom fell...

so do not chase Putla, said the son a little angry towards his Daddy, so make his Daddy laugh while sitting on the carpet.

Mother ..... Daddy naughty ....

my goodness.. Daddy's son since when is spoiled like this yes, ... Mr. Arsenio said to the son.....

Tx ya Net, already present and give happiness in the life of the Son, said Mr. Arsenio with a smile to me, and increasingly make the Son spoiled to you.

I replied with a smile to Mr. Arsenio.

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