Just as Bassena finally managed to gather a willingness to move and left the rarely adorably clingy Zein behind, the front door beeped open and they saw the nanny come inside.
"Oh, you haven't departed?"
"How could I leave a sick man alone?" Bassena pursed his lips, as if feeling offended by the notion of someone thinking he could be that uncaring.
"Don't exaggerate," Nayla rolled her eyes. "I know you're already late, so just go now."
Bassena, who had hardened his heart a minute ago, looked at the guide again and felt his heart wavering. "Just go," Zein chuckled. If the show is late, you'll just be going home late."
Sighing, Bassena lowered his head and kissed the guide briefly, before turning to look at his nanny. Which would become Zein's nanny today. "Take care of him well, okay? Don't let him do any work today."
