Being My Own Son's Nanny

Being My Own Son's Nanny
The appearance of Julian


"Ayara, can't we start now?" Farell looks impatient.


"Patience, soon, Doctor Farell. How can I get married if my son cries?" Ayara continued to try to persuade her son to remain silent, but still the result was nil.


Farell growled and stood up.


"You better give it to Bude Sopiah! let that Bude persuade her outside. Later after we're legal, you can ask him to come back from Bude,"


"Wait a minute, please be patient!" please Ayara, still shaking her son's body hoping that he would stop crying soon.


"Damn! this child seems to be a barrier to my household and Ayara later. Still want to get married, he has become a hindrance. It can't be this .. however I have to speed up our legitimacy as husband and wife" Farrell grumbled inwardly


"Learn! what time is it? you don't procrastinate anymore! anyway now you love your son to Bude Sopiah and you're back sitting here!"


Ayara suddenly clucked while shaking her head.


"You how the hell? why are you so selfish? you only want me, but not my son. It seems like my decision to marry you was the wrong one. I don't want to after marriage, you ignore my son. So, now that I change my mind, I won't marry you! whatever you want to do in this village, I don't care!"


Farell's face instantly, turned pale, hearing Ayara's words.


"Yes, yes, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to say it like that. I will, of course, love your own child like my own. It's just .. I mean we legalize our marriage first, then you can go back to persuade baby Elvano," Farell now began to soften. It seems Ayara's threat made her tick dead too.


Ayara shook her head. It seems like the decision has been unanimous not to marry Farell.


"I still don't want to! my decision is unanimous!" concluded Ayara on the sidelines of her son who began to stop crying.


"Ayara, don't act ungrateful! we have all received you well to live in this village, so it is fitting that you thank me. And the only way, you have to be willing to marry Doctor Farell!" the voice was no longer Farell, nor one of his parents, but a man who was the head of RT.


The speech of the RT chairman was suddenly supported by the residents in the place and also a smirk smile from Farell.


"Sorry Mr. RT, if you think like that, I would be willing to leave this village. I don't want to sacrifice my son's happiness if I marry him!" Ayara this time looked very firm even the woman's gaze was also very sharp


"Well if that's what you want! but that way you have to be willing if our Hopiah kicked out of this village too!"


Ayara suddenly raised her eyes, shocked to hear the words of the head of RT that she had never expected.


"Sir, how can you say that? You really don't reflect, wise leader,"


"I'm doing this for the benefit of the people. So how is it now?" challenge the head of the RT with a corner of the eye that glances towards Farell.


Farell who had been a little pessimistic to see Ayara's rejection, now the man looks back optimistic.


"It is not in vain that I spend enough money for the head of this RT," Farell whispered to himself.


"Son Ayara, you don't care about me! you deserve to be happy. Now you just go, son!" Sopiah who was used as a shield to make Ayara's defense weak, finally opened his voice, providing support.


Ayara she's a thousand languages. The woman now felt a dilemma. On the other hand he really wants to cancel this forced marriage, but on the other hand he does not have the heart to think that Sopiah, who is, the middle-aged woman he had already considered like his own mother had to be driven out of her own home. Although the woman asked him to leave, but he really did not want to go carrying the burden of guilt on Sopiah


"Son Ayara! you don't be like that!" peekik Sopiah did not accept.


"Already, Bude! I don't want to, just because I got Bude kicked out of this village. I'm sincerely doing all this. Just pray for the best, Bude!" from the corner of Ayara's eye has now come out a clear liquid that she immediately caresses.


" good! I was tired of seeing this drama. I'm thankful my son wants to marry a widow like you, but from now on you're an expensive salesman!" chirps Farell's mother who from earlier had indeed looked careless.


"Mama!" farell's papal reprimand glared sharply at his wife. Then the middle-aged man turned his gaze to his son Farell.


"Farell, I thought your marriage was purely out of your wishes. It turns out you forced Nak Ayara. Papa thinks you better cancel this wedding! because the results won't be good in the future,"


Farell's eyes suddenly grew up hearing the words of his father who did not seem to want his marriage.


"Why the hell has always been a naysayer of everything I want? Papa doesn't seem to love me! whatever you say now, I will still marry Ayara, whether you agree or not!" farell insisted with a fiery tone and a hunting breath.


"Alright, Pah! follow your son's will. It's so hard!" whispered his mother Farell who made the middle-aged man could only exhale, resigned.


Ayara and Farell are now sitting side by side and ready to restore their relationship to legal husband and wife.


"How dare you continue this marriage, don't blame me, if I'm going to ruin your life, Doctor Farell!" An extremely cold-sounding voice suddenly sounded from the direction of the door, making Farell and the others' gazes instantly point towards the door.


"Master, Julian?" farell's papa frowned, puzzled.


Meanwhile, Farell's face looked pale as if he had no blood at all.


The same thing happened to. Ayara's. I don't know what that woman is feeling right now. There was obviously a sense of pleasure because the man had arrived on time, but there was a fear given that his hiding was known. She was afraid that Julian would take baby Elvano from her.


Julian swung his foot towards Farell. With a fiery look full of anger, the man clasped firmly on Farell's shirt collar and pulled the man to his feet.


"How dare you deceive me and even spread slander!" julian's tone of voice did not sound high, but his gaze was able to make the opponent's guts shrivel.


Bugh


unable to be prevented, Julian's fist had now landed on Farell's cheek, leaving the man grimacing in pain and his mother screaming hysterically.


"Hey, how dare you in this village! who are you!" snapped Mr. RT, ventured to approach Julian.


"Shut up! just so you know, this woman you want to forcefully marry is my wife!" julian firmly made Ayara who heard that remark, immediately stunned in shock.


"When have I been his wife?" inner Ayara with eyebrows linked.


"You're her husband? isn't she a widow?" ask the RT chief with a frown.


" No one is a widow!" Julian Strictly. " And all of you here, just try to force Ayara to marry this jerk. But I'll make sure that you're all I'll report to the police, because you've all intimidated a woman by forcing her to marry a man she doesn't love"


tbc