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Chapter 8. You are Just Gorgeous!

Author: Astika Buana
last update Last Updated: 2023-06-07 21:46:13

I’m so tired!

After changing into pajamas, my body feels free. I rubbed my feet with medicated oil to relieve the aches. Cause age factor, walking a bit in the mall made me feel so tired. As usual before going to bed, I read my favorite story on the app. Thank God, I can rest early.

Knock...knock...knock....

There's a knock on my door, who is it? Is that Bik Inah. I opened the door, it was Amelia with a pitiful smile showing, she brought a bolster.

"What is it, honey?"

"Auntie, I'm sleeping here. Please," she pleaded with a pitiful look. This child is adorable, very spoiled.

"Yes, you can. But tomorrow you have to get up early!"

"Okay!"

She immediately burst in and lay down hugging the bolster she had brought. She is so adorable. How were the days when I haven’t come? She must be so lonely.

"Want to straight to sleep? Or do you want to eat something?" I said while rubs her hair. She answered with a shake of his head.

"Yeah, just sleep."

I lay beside her immediately.

"Aunt .... "

"Hmm...."

"I want to hug you Aunt," Amel said softly. I grabbed his head and she hugged me tightly.

"Go to sleep, okay?"

I rubs her hair slowly, and gradually her arms weakened and her breathing was regularly. She's asleep.

*

Knock...knock...knock....

Rani ...!”

Someone knocked on my door and called my name. Am I dreaming, huh?

"Rani ...!"

Yes, someone is calling my name. I do my hair quickly. Then open the door, there was Mr. Kusuma in front of me with a confused look on his face.

"Rani! Amel is missing! She's not in her room!" He hoarsely said. There is a lot of worry implied.

"Amel is in the room, sir. She is sleeping."

"Nothing! I checked! How are you doing! I'm just a short stay and it's a mess!" He snapped loudly while his eyes bulging.

"Sssttt ..." I gave the code not to make any noise by putting my finger in front of my lip. "Not in her room, sir. But here in my room."

I opened the bedroom door wide to show Amelia sleeping.

Rushed, he pushed his way through to his daughter when sleeping. Cares her hair and kissed her forehead, while mutter something. This sight affected me deeply. A father's love for his daughter is clearly seen on his face.

"Amelia asked to sleep with me last night. Let her sleep, Sir. It's already 3AM in the morning, it's almost time to wake up," I whispered.

"Fine then. I was really worried earlier. I don't know how if something happened to Amelia," he said, stroking his tense face.

He got off the bed and headed for the door. Suddenly he turned to me.

"Rani! Please take care of her, okay?! From now on, your main job is to watch Amelia. Whatever you ask for, I will surely fulfill. But, please take care of her!" he said firmly. His face was very serious, his brow furrowed.

"Okay, Sir! I'm trying my best. Today I started dropping off and picking up Amelia," I said emphasizing my sincerity.

"Make me some tea! So I can relax a bit. I'm in the office room." He begged, then rushed to the room at the end of the house.

His sure steps with look down. I looked to his back, the back of a father who loved his daughter very much, the back of a man on whom the fate of his hundreds of workers depended.

"Rani!" he shouted suddenly. He stopped and leaned back, and glanced at me.

"You look different today! Good job!" he said briefly with a smile, and continued on his way.

Oops, did he catch me when I looking at him from behind, huh?

I am shy!

Or, did he see my more glowing appearance due to make over?

***

The morning of the first day, I took Amelia to school. Pretty busy, because I have to prepare boxed rice. Bik Inah was also ready in the morning.

Amelia also woke up early in the morning. She was awake when I prayed at dawn. She was astonished by what I was doing, praying and reciting the Qur’an. Immediately I told her to go back to her room and get ready to go to school.

"Amel… dear, open the door. Are you ready yet? We leave early, okay," I said. I knocked on her bedroom door slowly.

"Taraa ...! I’m ready!"

I purposely left 30 minutes earlier. Pak Maman said, in the morning time will avoid the snaking delivery queue like yesterday.

"Auntie, I'm happy today. I can go to school with parents now. How could Daddy be like this?"

Like yesterday, she was hanging and spoiled. Stick on me. Thank God I fragrance. Her hands  hold mine all the time, and occasionally I stroked her gently. All the way long smiles on her face.

I'm wearing the clothes I bought yesterday. Dress canal form a long body silhouette past the knee slightly chocolate milk color. Simple cut plus bright color motif scarf. My hair is tied in a bit high bun with a hair tie with a few jewels, my long neck looks prettier. I'm wearing medium heels, shiny brown. My body is already tall make a little taller.

Simple look, but luxury.

Perfect!

If you leave early in the morning, there is no queue for drop cars. We could park near the gate. There were already several teachers stand by. I went down to accompany Amelia inside, followed by Pak Mamang who brought food. We were greeted by a teacher, after we introduced ourselves it turned out that she was Amelia's homeroom teacher. I explained that from now on I'm taking care of her school. And, also asking permission to give lunchboxes to Amelia's classmates. I also add the boxes for teacher too.

Amelia was so happy, she hugged me before I went home.

"Auntie, today I'm so happy. Thank you," she whispered when she hugged me. I lightly kissed the top of her hair.

"Love you, honey. Study hard, okay? In the afternoon, aunty will pick you up again."

***

I rushed out of the car, time was running out. I have to prepare Mr. Kusuma needs to go to office. For work clothes, I always prepare them at night and they are complete in the wardrobe. Now all the remains  to prepare a briefcase and have breakfast.

A glass of hot tea, warm water, and uduk rice complete with galangal chicken that he ordered yesterday.

"Morning!"

"Good morning, Sir!"

He asked about how had brought Amelia. He went back being serious with his phone. Eat while playing on the phone. If it's Wishnu, I'll be angry.

"Here is the bag, sir. Please check if anything is missing."

"No. There is no meeting today," he said while accepting the bag I gave him.

"There you go! Rani! Your clothes fit you perfectly. I want you to look like this every day. Sometimes guests come to the house. Or, suddenly there is an assignment. So you have to be ready. Claudia will come often to check your appearance," he said with a smile.

He stared at me for a while. And, smile.

"You are just gorgeous!"

******

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