I Babysitting a Big Baby

"Aaaaaarrrgghh…," I shouted after hanging up the phone. Just one day, yes, just one day, Steven makes me happy, the rest, he's like a big baby who can't do anything on his own. Just yesterday, Steven made my day happy. Oh Please, who is not happy, Steven gave me a car showroom design project. Although at first I was disappointed because I didn't get a name on the project, at least I traded it for design experience. Not bad at all.

Yes, although he didn't give me 100% trust, I still have to consult with Steven for every decision making, but, for junior architects who still need a lot of knowledge and experience, it's not too bad to try. I'd probably be even more nervous if Steven let my design go freely but in the end, I made a fatal mistake. At least Steven will warn me if I go the wrong way. He will be supervising me, so we don't fall into the abyss. And I think it's a pretty fair swap deal. A symbiotic mutualism, which is mutually beneficial between me and Steven.

But, that happened yesterday, a different situation from today. Today, on this sunny day, Steven is really driving me crazy. It's Sunday, a day I always look forward to 7 days a week, and Steven keeps calling me like a toddler whose mother left him out of town. "Sandra, get me out of the hospital! I don't want to sleep in this ugly room!" Or "Sandra buy this, buy me that, I don't want to take a bath with the hospital soap. Don't forget, get clothes at home, but, remember, don't even dare to move other things! Sandra, I want to eat this, I want to eat that." Yup, along with millions of other complaints.

I was willing to buy him his favorite food. However, after the laboratory test results came out and Steven was positive for typhoid, his whining about fried rice with lots of pickles really annoyed me. How many times do I have to tell him, he can only eat porridge and soft food recommended by the doctor. My mouth already foaming as I nag him not to order weird food. However, what I said only entered the left ear and was immediately spit out from the right ear, or didn't even enter his ear at all. Steven seems to have plenty of earplugs at his disposal when I start nagging. Huh, looks like I need another trick to win the argument with him.

Well, maybe you're thinking, "Sandra, it's just-food. Don't order it, and the problem is solved. After all, if he's stubborn and orders food on his own, that's none of your business?" That's right, that's what I had in mind too. Caring for a man like Steven is not my job and I don't want to bother with his personal life. It's just that I'll be the one to blame if he does something wrong. Remember when he fainted many times? Who's bothered? Me too! And you should know, what Steven said when I told him about the hospital deposit I spent on him. What does he say about my saving which I used to get him a hospital ward?

"That's your decision, after all, I didn't ask to be taken to the hospital!" Steven's words make me scream in annoyance every time I remember them. AAAARRRRRRGGGGHHHHH..., I've worked hard, stayed up all night, and now my boss has robbed half of my savings. I admit I'm really stupid. What do I think when I pay the hospital down payment with my money. Stupid, Sandra, you are stoopid!

Uh, wait, I remembered something. Don't I still keep Steven's luxury car key? What if I just take the car away? The value must be many times the hospital down payment. But, I can't…, I remember, Steven once said that the car was office inventory. This means, if the car goes missing, Madam Devil will turn into a super devil, just like Goku turns into a Super Saiyan in Dragon Ball Z. “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!” shouted Madam Devil which caused her hair to rise up and turn into a yellow banana with yellowish light. And sure enough, I could only scream "NANNNIIIII.....??" then will immediately KO in the first second. Oh, Sandra, Sandra, your fate... is so... sad.

"Ring... ring... ring..." Here their come. The call again must be from the big baby.

"What, again, sir?" I replied annoyed.

"It's still a holiday, don't call me sir. I'm not that old. How many times, I have to say, call me Steven, especially on holidays.

"Yeah, Steven, what's wrong?"

"I've already called Ma'am Anna, and I have to finalize some plans. Tomorrow, please come to my office, get the documents on my desk, as well as my laptop. Don't forget other equipment such as the charger and the mouse too, then immediately take them to the hospital. "

"Okay, Steven. But, can't you rest first? Aren't you sick? Typhoid needs a lot of rest, you know?" I have to admit, the tone of my voice sounded a little sarcastic because that was what I meant to do.

"I can't, Sandra, I have a lot of deadlines. Oh, one more thing, don't leave any paper documents left behind or don't even try to make it wrinkle. Take it slowly so they don't bend or crease. And one more thing, while I'm in the hospital, you also work with me at the hospital. So bring all your work equipment too."

"Work at the hospital?" I ask confused. Every time I'm with Steven it makes my brain tilt 15 degrees, luckily he always works at his house and sends me into Ruanna's office. Can you imagine? What if I see him every day at the hospital? I think the tilt of my brain could turn more tilted. Maybe it'll be… um… 30 or maybe 40 degrees, and tadaaaaa... suddenly my brain can become a gable roof with the perfect inclination angle.

"The doctor didn't let me discharge, and that happened because of you. So like it, or not, you have to come work here! You need to help me complete my assignments. Don't forget to immediately finish the Showroom design I ordered too! By the way, have you looked up for a reference?"

"Yes, sir, um Steven. I have seen several showroom designs on the Internet. And right now, I deciding which design references I will use for my showroom design."

"Good, collect all your reference designs in one file, and tomorrow we will discuss all of it together. That's it, that's all. Remember, Sandra! Don't miss anything tomorrow, and don't be late! Tut... tut... tut. .."

Steven had even hung up before I could answer him. Please tell me, how can I prevent myself from having to scream when I talk to a boss like him? He really pissed me off. I think I could get high blood pressure just because I work for him. One thing I can be grateful for, at least Steven is much more tamer than Madam Devil. I don't know, what will my fate be if I work with the mistress of the owner of hell? Must be sad.

"Ring... ring...," Arrgghh...! Can't my phone stop ringing? My phone rings almost every minute and it's just complaints after complaints.

"Yes, anything else?" I asked screaming a little.

There was no answer whatsoever from the caller to make me suspicious. I immediately peeked at the cellphone screen to make sure who was calling me. The thing I should have done before answering. And when I read the name of the person who called me, it seemed that today I was going to run out.

"Hello, Mom..., What's up? What's wrong?"

"Oh, so that's how it is, Sandra? You've only been working for a few months in Jakarta, are you brave enough to yell at your parents? Tsk ck ck… You are… blah… blah… blah….”

And my mother's nagging begins. What I feared happened. Unfortunately, I had to hear a series of high-pitched utterances filled with anger, checks, satire, checks, sarcasm, check, high notes, checks, complaints, checks, bringing other people's family cases, for example, check. Unfortunately, I had to hear that on a nice day off. In the end, my ears had tinnitus when I heard that sound. And for a while, my ears were ringing annoyingly, luckily My Mom immediately stopped while she feels satisfied.

"Sorry, Mom. I admit it was my fault! Sandra didn't know that it was you who called me before. The problem was that I was annoyed because some annoying people kept calling me since yesterday."

"Well, who dares to annoy My child?"

"Bb.." oops, my mouth almost slipped. It can be troublesome if Mom finds out, it's Steven, my boss who pisses me off. "Um... Bb... Bank Mom, Yes, bankers! I don't know, lately, customer service from the bank often call me to offer investments, deposits, credit cards, that's what it is."

"Oh, maybe it's because you have a lot of money in your savings? Don't worry, just deposit it there, but be careful with a fraud," continued My Mom.

"Ha... ha... ha..." I laughed sarcastically deeply at my heart when Mom thought I had a lot of savings. Do I need to tell my moms that I lost half my money? Vanished, robbed by Steven?

"Maybe yes, Mom. You know that your daughter is good at saving, right?" I say, screaming in my heart.

"Oh yes... You're very smart at saving. Like your Mom," Mom snapped proudly.

"Hahaha," this was my only lip-smacking laugh in response to Mom's words. "Oh, yes, Mom. What's up? Why do you call me today?" I ask curiously.

"Earlier, your ex-boyfriend came to the restaurant."

"My ex? Which one? Tyo?"

"Yeah, that's the tall, handsome one, that made you miserable when you were in college. I don't remember your high school ex anymore either."

"Oh, him. Don't worry about him, Mom. Remember last time he visits our restaurant? He just intends to make me jealous of his new girlfriend. Well, just let him try, after all, I have forgotten him too."

"The problem is... Today, He's not here to treat you like that time. He came alone and asked how you were doing. He still want to know, where you are? Have you worked yet? Where did you work?

"Mom, you didn't give him any information about me, did you?"

"No, Mum just told him that you were already working in Jakarta. That's all."

Did I hear wrong? I think my mom has given him my information. She already told him that I work in Jakarta. Maybe I should check it one more time.

"You really didn't tell him anything did you?"

"Sandra, how could Mom give him a single piece of information about you. It's the same as me throwing you into a womanizer jerk."

"Well, good! Thanks, Mom!" I felt so proud of what Mama had done.

"Um, but he left his business card. He said he is starting his architectural bureau. The bureau is in Bandung, and the purpose he came for was because he wanted to recruit you to join his team."

"Ah, liar!"

"Well, I don't know either. But try to see the opportunity first. If it's true, and the prospects are good, why don't you work in Bandung?

"Oh, so Mom, do you want me to work with that bastard? You said you didn't want to throw your child into that stupid womanizer?"

"Ugh, Sandra. You don't think so bad about your parents. I just think you're a woman, it's better, it's more saver for you to live in the same city as your family."

"Yeah, yeah," I replied lazily. This issue is not a new discussion in the family. From the start, my family was quite reluctant to leave me alone in a big city. Well, I know, this city is indeed savage and has taken many victims. My geeky cousin suddenly turned into a 'slang girl' in just an instant. But that's my cousin's story, not mine. That's the most annoying thing because my family doesn't seem to believe that I can take care of myself. I'm so oldies. I don't like clubbing, I've been out with friends once and I've only stepped on the nightclub floor for 1 minute, my head is already dizzy from the flickering lights. And it only took me 5 minutes to decide to go home. Moreover, drinking alcohol or drugs, will not be in Sandra's dictionary. So nothing to worry about right?

"That's ok, I'm just worried. As long as you are healthy, and always happy. If anything happens, call me. Mom will go straight to Jakarta," Mom's words indicated the end of our conversation.

"Yes, Mom. You don't have to worry, I promised. Sandra will be healthy and happy," I don't believe it! I say it to my Mom. A promise that I didn't make wholeheartedly. To be healthy and happy? It seems, for now, it's quite a difficult achievement for me. Working with people like Steven and Madam Devil can be very emotional. So, I can't promise to always be healthy and happy. But, at least I'll try my best.