Nanny And Duda
Chapters 13. Race Day

Today is race day at TK Reza. TK Reza is one of the elite Kindergarten and only filled by the children of the rich. On this day many students and students are accompanied by parents or guards as well as baby sitters.

Everyone bring a mat for lunch later. Lunch for race day usually turns into a family picnic day as well. Many bring supplies from home or purchased in restaurant restaurants.

While in one corner of the tree there is a child who is alone. He felt sad because no one accompanied and supported him and he also forgot to bring supplies. He is our young master Reza.

His grandparents had been told that Reza had a class match today. But grandparents could not attend because they were too busy with the company. Her father is not likely to be invited, Reza has not talked to her father for a long time. While the baby sitter is also impossible to be invited as well, because it has to take care of his sister, Rio. Reza would rather have someone guard Rio than her, for her sister Reza is everything.

The teachers started calling the students, the first race was about to start, the first race was a running race. With a lazy state Reza headed to the starting line. Reza is one of the participants who represent his class in the running race, each class must have 4 candidates, two girls and two guys.

Reza was already standing at the starting line in a doldrums. He could see the other students were cheered on by his family, while his family did not come. The race is about to begin the families have been told to stand outside the line.

"GO GO FORWARD YOUNG MASTER REZA, YOUNG MASTER REZA WILL DEFINITELY WIN, THE MOST POWERFUL YOUNG MASTER OF ALL," shouted Dilla suddenly.

Everyone looked towards Dilla who was shouting, including Reza. Reza was really shocked because someone supported him. Dilla was beside the dividing line with Rio inside her carriage. Rio also raised a hand giving spirit to his brother.

"LET'S GO AHEAD, DON'T LOSE YOUNG MASTER."

Reza who saw him displaying a little smile, Reza was happy that someone supported him.

What happened why Dilla was suddenly at Reza's school? Let's go back 40 minutes.

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"Lho Bi, this is not the lunch box Young Master Reza yes," said Dilla.

Dilla was holding Rio in her arms, currently Dilla was in the kitchen. Dilla wanted to drink water because of thirst. After drinking he looked at the supply box he had made for Young Master Reza.

"I think I missed Dilla. Well how is this, even though today Young Master there is a race. Need to eat and drink, Mina also came out. Auntie has a lot of work. Kasian Young Master Reza, he'll be hungry."

"Ahhh how about Dilla aja who ngantar Bi," proposed Dilla.

"If it was Dilla who sent, how about Young Master Rio. It is impossible to be left behind with Bibi as well," said bi Imah.

"Auntie is calm, Young Master Rio is also Dilla with you. Support Young Master Reza. Young Master Rio want to support Abang Reza to compete?"

Rio who was asked nodded his head.

"Then wait a minute."

Not long after that, I showed up again.

"Dilla you bring this too yes, this is there mats also other food and drinks. Usually if there is a race so an impromptu picnic," explained bi Imah.

"Well Bi, then Dilla and Young Master Rio left first huh Bi."

"She be careful on the road. Take good care of Mr. Young."

Dilla took what was given the same Bi Imah. Dilla decided to take a taxi just so quickly arrive.

Now Dilla has arrived in front of the Reza Kindergarten gate. Dilla headed straight to the race area. Dilla's already on the line. Dilla found Young Master Reza at the starting line. Dilla also heard the direction of the committee who would start the race.

"GO GO FORWARD YOUNG MASTER REZA, YOUNG MASTER DEFINITELY WINS. THE MOST POWERFUL YOUNG MASTER," cried Dilla suddenly in a frenzy.

Dilla wants to give her full spirit and support to Young Master Reza.

Everyone looked towards Dilla who was shouting, including Reza. Dilla was beside the dividing line with Rio inside her carriage. Rio also raised a hand giving spirit to his brother.

"LET'S RUN TIGHT LATER, YOUNG MASTER. DON'T GIVE UP YOUNG MASTER."

"Ngapain was screaming like that. Who will win later must be my son who is next to him," said one of the mothers who were near Dilla because they felt uncomfortable.

All the parents at the school and the teachers who were there, all knew the Suherman family of the rich No one in Asia. So do not be surprised if they know that the person who is supported by shouting is not clear this must be his caregiver when viewed from appearance.

"VERY YOUNG MASTER REZA. DON'T LOSE TO THE FRIEND NEXT TO YOU. THIS MOTHER'S CHILD," pointed Dilla to the mother.

"Why are you speaking while shouting so," the mother replied in disbelief.

The mothers who were beside Dilla were provoked by emotions, she did not accept. Dilla who heard it just smiled.

"YOU DON'T LOSE, YOU'RE THE GREATEST YOU'RE THE STRONGEST RUNNING," cried the mother not to lose.

"No, my son will win later" the other mothers argued.

"MY SON YOU ARE THE FASTEST. DON'T LOSE YES, I'LL ALWAYS SUPPORT YOU."

"MY SON IS THE FASTEST."

"SO MY FOSTER SON IS THE MOST AGILE."

"LET'S NOT LOSE SPIRIT."

" LET'S GO FORWARD."

It turned out that the other parents also did not want to lose. They did not want to be silent when they saw Dilla and the mother beside Dilla giving encouragement to their children and foster children. They also shouted for their support.

The game that was once quiet is now flooded with spirit from their respective families, no one wants to lose in giving spirit. All the children who participated in the race were getting more excited, who was lethargic now as if their bodies were burning. They are very happy to be supported by their family. Reza who was supported by Dilla and Rio also grew very excited.

"ALL IS WELL PREPARED. EVERYONE HAS TO BE EXCITED! YOUR PARENTS AND FAMILY HAVE GIVEN YOU THEIR FULL SUPPORT. YOU HAVE TO TRY YOUR HARDEST. NOW WE'RE GONNA START THE MINE. BE IN VAIN... ONEU... DUAAA... TRIAAA... LARIII..," shouted the committee teacher in a loud and loud voice.

Seriate....