Wealth System: A Good Mother
CHAPTER 8

"Hurry along. This car has a speed of one kilometer in half a second. So I took this car casually, "he replied as he opened the door.

"Gosh, that's so fast. Aren't you afraid of being ticketed by the police?" I asked who was getting curious.

"There's no police to regulate traffic. People today are very obedient with traffic signs. Plus cars like this can disappear from circulation. Being hit is okay too. But if not a professional person driving a car like this. Don't expect you to be able to wear such fashion" he explained.

My head just got dizzy. I went out and saw the gate was very high. I immediately approached the gate and pressed the doorbell.

No matter how long someone opens the door. I was surprised and looked at the middle-aged woman. There is indeed a sense of stubbornness in the heart when meeting with strangers.

Before telling her to come in, I threw a warm smile and greeted her as I bowed, "Good afternoon madam."

"Just too" he said. "Are you Mila Sanjaya?"

"Yes, I am Mila Sanjaya" I replied politely.

Not why the middle-aged woman was so confused as well. He frowned as he let her in, "Come inside."

I went inside too. I accidentally saw this house is very neat and organized. I wish I could have a house like this.

The middle-aged woman invited me inside. He told me to sit for a while. Before entering the middle-aged woman also introduced herself, "Introduce my name Wulandari. I told you to take care of my granddaughter for only four hours. Because today there is a family. I won't be able to take him."

"Where are his parents?" ask me honestly.

"They were on a business trip to London" he replied.

I can only nod my head. Then I decided not to ask further. Because my principle does not want to know the problems of others.This principle I have instilled when living in the past. I hope my job is good today. So that Giska can follow her vacation.

"There will be a woman who delivers drinks for you. You just calm down here. Wait for me to come back a few hours later. Oh yea... My grandchildren are never fussy or naughty. Please take good care of me" he asked.

"Yes, ma'am" I replied.

Before doing the task, I started to clean both my hands. Because I'm more compliant with health protocols. Honestly before doing this task I've read the rules on that magic app. After cleaning my hands, I was told to go into the room.

There I found a lot of toys. I saw a little girl who had fallen asleep. I smiled and looked at the middle-aged woman.

"If you can please clean this place up. Indeed, my grandson often memantakin his playground equipment," he said. "Oh yes, later when you wake up give the milk that is on the nightstand."

"Good ma'am," I replied with a sweet smile.

An hour and two hours the boy was still not crying. My job of cleaning the toys is done. I sat down next to him and looked at the boy's face.

Moments later the boy opened his eyes and saw me. I smiled as I said my greetings, "Good afternoon little sister."

That's how I greet him. I should have asked his grandmother the name of this child before leaving. I honestly forgot about it. Next time I leave, I'll ask the tenant. I have trouble calling him names. But fortunately, in the box of his bed was the name of the child. Call it Margaret. I looked at his face and asked, "What do you want?"

"Num" he answered.

During my past life, I have not forgotten that my office children often speak baby language. They are more familiar with baby language terms that are easy to pronounce.

I also secretly absorbed the language. Sometimes I even say it. Plus, they are very funny when they talk.

"alright. Auntie's gonna get that milk. You're here, don't move" I said.

The little girl's name is Molly. Her face was beautiful and her eyes were beautiful too. She smiled sweetly while looking at me.

"Wait there first" I asked as I walked away from Molly. "

I took the milk bottle. Then I approached Molly and gave her. But Molly refused. He stretched out his hands to ask me to carry him.

I am glad to carry it. After that I patted his butt gently. Molly laughed with excitement and while looking at me funny.

In my heart asked, is it true that if a little child is patted on his butt gently will laugh? It seems like this will be the history of my life. Because my heart is hard and I don't like children. It finally collapsed also a wall into the arrogant that I had. Plus with Giska's smile. I really became a mother.

I finally invited him to play with a laugh. After that I found a small note. Which is where the note was from a waiter. The one where the note told me to bathe Molly.

"Molly," call me softly.

Molly could only hide her head in my chest out of embarrassment. I don't know why Molly fell for me. We have no blood relation.

I put Molly on the bed. But the little girl was crying. He didn't want me to leave him alone. I want to prepare warm water for the bath. I had to take Molly to the toilet.

There's molly I'm carrying in the back. I started taking the bathtub and filling it with warm water. I also took the toiletries. This afternoon I was very lucky. Molly's not fussy at all. Even asking for anything Molly's not. Maybe when drinking milk Molly is full.

Finished in half, I went into the room and put Molly on top of the box. Then I took off Molly's shirt and asked her, "Let's take a shower. After bathing your body will be fragrant."

Then Molly laughed. I don't know why I like this little girl so much. I took her to the toilet and put her in a tub filled with water. There I bathed him. Not to forget also I give touch by touch at one point. So Molly will be comfortable sleeping later tonight without waking up or fussy.