HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 9 (Season 2 )
"Eh .. Kedele black!"
Cello shouted while putting his hand in his pants pocket. In the style of songong and arrogance he chased after the upperclassman who was walking towards the canteen.
The long-haired girl who was pigtailed in two every day turned her head, narrowing her head while turning her lips to Cello.
"My name is Malika!" exclaimed the little girl, then turned her head back and focused on walking. Hurriedly he sped up his pace so as not to be overtaken by Cello as the boy had now run after him.
In an instant, Cello aligned his steps beside his upperclassman. "Yes Malika is beautiful, his future wife Ello is in the future."
Suddenly the girl glared sharply as she hit the head of Cello wrathfully. "Hey ... Don't say yes! You are still a second-grade child, how dare not be polite like upperclassmen. Later I say your teacher's mom, let you be told to write an apology 100 times on the board before going home" Malika threatened with anger.
Cello grimaced in pain as he rubbed Malika's punch marks on his head. "Based on black kedele, who said that first is not me, but your father knows!"
"My dad likes to joke, why is he being bullied?" Malika pursed her lips. The tiny hand squeezed her red skirt until it rose slightly.
"Yes I'm a good boy. Always say the old man. Not like you." Cello glanced at the little jutek girl beside him. She sat down as Malika sat her body in the cafeteria.
"Well, are you sitting with me? Go there!" Malika pretended to flip through the menu image after driving away the rowdy middle class sister. "I don't have an appetite if you're here. Can-can vomit later," he said again with the language of sarcasm-style children today.
"You're so fierce, Lika! In fact, I don't like you either," booed Cello. He was just an ordinary little boy, it was natural that he did not understand and did not understand how to deal with fierce women. What Cello said was also honest, he did not like the little girl. It's ugly, too fierce. According to Cello is not very interesting to be a friend. But Cello continues to try to approach Malika for the achievement of his mission.
"Why do you often say you want to marry me if you don't like it?" Malika clapped her head for the second time. This time his eyes grew more and more fierce.
"Yes, you're so cute being a kid! Sick tau!"
Cello was about to run away, but stopped because he remembered the words of Mr. Farik, his father's best friend and manager of the Reyno workshop business. "The two of us married were our parents. Said your father, my father wants me to marry one of his children if he grows up later. Eat it I want to marry you. Let's be happy with the old man who went to heaven."
Cello looked at Malika deeply. Like any other innocent boy, he only wanted to serve his dead father. Cello thought Reyno would be happy if he wanted to do that one day.
"Why should I? I'll be bigger than you. If you want to find a boyfriend, I want to find a sixth grade, not want the same you who still like to get out his snot," Malika sneered.
The cello answers logically. "Because you are the smallest, and all the children of Mr. Mandor are boys. When I married the same guy," protested the boy followed the style of papah Teddy who always called Mr. Farik as Mr. Mandor. "I don't want to go out with you, I want to get married like Farhan's father and Lisa's mother. Papah Teddy and Mamah Panda. They're not all going out and getting married right away."
Cello chattered more and more, saying whatever was in his heart to Malika. Malika gawked at the astonishment of hearing the child's language style that was too heavy and less he understood. Indeed, the sentence that Cello said sounds inappropriate, but all of it is purely the instinct of a child who unconsciously always imitates the attitude transmitted by adults.
Without understanding the interest let alone love, Cello intends to marry the ten-year-old girl if he grows up later. Despite being in Heaven, Cello wanted to make his papa as happy as possible.
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Sahur ... Sahur ...
Happy fasting for those who run. 🙏🙏🙏🙏
Thank you, someone guessed it, didn't they? Hehehe