All Chapters of Nanny for My Own Child: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

"Aha!" Bian squealed with joy. His soft-haired head lifted, looking up at the giant man in front of him before he burst into laughter and started babbling, "Mam! Mam! Mmm! Ababa!" As if to say: Yes, yes! I remember! Bian remembers!Unable to contain his affection any longer, Adam immediately pulled his great-grandson's tiny body into an embrace and showered the baby's chubby cheeks with kisses. Uh, he had missed Bian so much. Ever since his first visit three days ago, Adam had been missing him terribly. He wanted to come here! He wanted to see his great-grandson! But work couldn't be left behind. There was a minor issue he had to resolve first. Well, no need to explain what that issue was, right? Basically, the Bimantara patriarch's dark-underworld business.After kissing the chubby boy to his heart's content, Adam held the chubby baby on his lap, stroking his head and gently pinching his cheek. Finally, he got to see the mini Bimantara he missed so much! If he could, he would love to

"Who was with Bian this morning?" the senior Bimantara asked as he adjusted the chubby boy's clothes, letting the little chunk play on the rug by himself—rolling left and right, lying on his stomach, laughing to himself, doing it over and over again.Bia was reluctant to say anything because she couldn't be entirely sure. What if she accused the wrong person? She would be the one taking the blame. Besides, judging someone without proof was wrong. But no one else had been with Bian at that time. The girl let out a sigh. Since it had already happened and her baby got hurt, she didn't want a similar incident repeating itself."I don't want to accuse anyone. But the last person with Bian was Miss Naomi," she said, looking seriously into Bimantara's dark eyes."Naomi?" Adam repeated. "Naomi Wibowo?""Miss Naomi came here to learn how to care for Bian as Master Adrian's prospective wife," Bia informed him. This wasn't a secret, right? Everyone in the household knew.The senior Bimantara kne

The two questions asked in such a casual tone just now threw the bewildered, simply dressed girl into a flurry of confusion. She hurriedly—yet hesitantly—sat down in the empty spot beside the young master, keeping a bit of space between them so she wouldn't touch or brush against him. Bia was nervous, of course. First, sitting right next to him—even with the gap—was still undeniably close. Second, she had no idea what the young master wanted to talk about. Was it about today? The commotion that happened? About Bian? Or perhaps about the girl who was supposed to be his prospective wife?The sound of crickets echoed softly in the background. Ahem.The girl sat clasping her fingers together, confused and nervous, wondering in her heart what the young master wanted to discuss. Meanwhile, the young Bimantara took a deep breath and exhaled, taking a moment to calm himself. Oh, it wasn't because he was about to speak to the nanny, but rather from the mental exhaustion caused by today's emoti

Almost all the Bimantaras were gathered at home today; it was Sunday. Except for the lady of the house, who was away working on an outside project. So, it was no surprise to see the youngest son sitting in the living room playing on his phone.Oh, he was actually reading articles he found on the internet. Articles about what? Ahem, remember how the youngest son had thought about researching something he didn't understand? Since it was his day off and he hadn't brought any work home—which he rarely did anyway—he decided to look into it now. Typing a line into the search box brought up results matching his keywords. The young Bimantara was looking up why his heart felt strange and beat faster around a certain person.But most of the articles he found and read only posed more questions that left him confused. What did any of this have to do with what he wanted to know? The questions read: "Do you also care deeply about that person? Do you feel comfortable around them?" followed by the co

"Erm, sir..."What Bia wanted to say was nothing out of the ordinary, but the girl looked flustered."Just say it," the Master said, understanding the girl's hesitant demeanor. Indeed, the simple girl had a habit of feeling overly timid around others, even when whatever she said or did wasn't something that would ever cause discomfort.Bia pulled something out of her pants pocket and held it out to the head of the family. "It is time for Bian's vaccinations, sir.""I wondered what it was. You made me think something bad happened." Agam took the book handed over by the girl—a maternal and child health logbook. Opening it to the last page, he recalled that the next appointment was indeed written there, and today was the date listed. "I will have Danu drive you."The girl shook her head. "May I go by myself, sir? I promise I will be back before nightfall." Remembering what had happened in the past, Bia did not dare stay out late with the chubby boy. She would definitely return before dar