My boss is my child's father

wing hair, wearing simple clothes, smiled softly as she watched the five-year-old boy running after a butterfly f

i shouted in an anxious but gentle tone, ma

ari and waved his little hand. "Yes, Sis Sari! Arka is okay!" he answ

ike children in general. However, there was something that made Arka different-he was the son

han at home. Because of that, Sari took over the role of caregiver and mothe

me time, there was a feeling of guilt that slowly crept into her heart. She knew very well that what she felt for her

some snacks," Sari invited, trying to distract her mind from t

s Sari! Arka wants chocolate cake!" sh

he house. She looked at the child with affection, but in t

-

i, who was busy in the kitchen, immediately looked towards the source of the sound and saw Rend

y, but could not hide the pounding o

Arka today? Is there a problem?" he asked whil

hocolate cake, now he's watching cartoons in the living room," answered Sari

n. Thank you for taking

ntrol. She knew she shouldn't expect more than just that thank you, but her heart could

s busy watching television. The child immediately jumped

home!" Arka exc

ka's head gently. "Yes, son.

a. Sis Sari cooked cho

Sari was still busy cleaning the equipme

with more enthusiasm. "Yes, P

try it later. Now, you continue watching first,

sat back down on the sofa,

Sari who was clearing the table. "Sari, can we

Of course, sir. What's wrong?" she asked, trying t

n, but I want you to know how much I appreciate everything you've do

ring Rendra's words. However, she

o often. Maybe you feel too burdened because you have to take car