HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 12 (Season 2)

Cello immediately returned to his class after buying a meatball for Malika. As a small man who has not had a keen interest in women, the wayward child is actually also lazy to meet a fierce girl like Malika. Were it not for the papa he liked the boy, Cello would not have approached the black soybean jutek like Malika.

Ump, it's natural!

The innocent-hearted little man was indeed very obsessed with all the actions of his parents. Remember when Cello insisted on asking Lisa to be his mother to Farhan just because of Jennie's dream, it was like that Cello wanted to marry a little girl named Malika without a second thought.

Although there was no will or direct message, Cello still wanted to do it. Make his papa proud up there in Heaven. Ah, by the way he himself does not understand what it is to be married, Cello only knows that to be married is to be a mother father, to have children, to have children, then you can sleep together like he saw in real life. For the understanding of marriage, of course, he has not received more education in that direction and is only limited to guessing like other children.

"Where are you from, anyway?" Cilla glared fiercely as Cello came and startled himself. The boy pulled up a chair, then sat right next to Cilla.

"From the cafeteria" replied Cello. He immediately shifted the subject when he saw his sister's troubled face. "What else is it, anyway? His face was like that" the little man asked his sister.

"Why again if not memorizing Pancasila? Is Brother is what? Tomorrow we will be tested one by one with Dian, but Cilla has not been memorized as well," ketus the boy while putting his chin under the table. Cilla's face looked frustrated repeating memorization word for word that never penetrated in the head. "It's hard, you know!"

"I've memorized it." Cello grinning joke. Throwing a swagger that makes his sister hotter fire a beard.

"Ajarin dong Kak, number four equals number five often taker. Cilla's dizzy," she lamented again.

"Eat it, not most unboxing squis. Want me to give you a trick, let's play it?"

"Where?" Cilla's face immediately turned enthusiastic hearing the word 'trick' without caring about her brother's taunts.

"You write in a book over and over again. No need to memorize, later memorize yourself." Cello opened the blank book sheet of his sister's. Then put a pencil in Cilla's hand so that the child would write immediately. "Write it now."

"Later on, come on in. But can you really memorize it?" cilla asked somewhat hesitantly.

Cello nodded his head. "Yes really. If I could memorize it five times. But if you're probably 200 times the new nulis memorized," booed Cello with his trademark rancid face. He already understands the character of the Brother with his symbol. Because the beautiful twin is a maximum fool, even Cello often crazy himself when studying with the child.

"Not much anyway? Later if I have written 200 times but do not memorize also how?" Cilla spoke again, this time the clear eyes were looking at her brother seriously. There was a trace of doubt in the look in the boy's eyes when he had to do something heavy that was not yet clear.

"You've written 200 times not memorized too, it's called a business that betrayed the results!" The boy was full of ridicule.

"Isk! Brother!" Cilla hit Cello's shoulder. His eyes bulged until he wanted to fall.

Cello still won't stop laughing. Writing Pancasila as much as 200 times is not necessarily able to, but Cilla has complained first.

"Don't laugh mulu. Come home from school Cilla will seriously nulis tauuu!" His lips immediately pawed automatically saw his brother did not want to stop laughing.

"Yes his abisnya, nulis that much do not memorize as well. Kan, weirdo!" Cello smashed his sister's head until the little girl screeched,

"What the hell? My pigtail's broken!" Cilla shouted quite loudly. It was fortunate that the other children were still spending their rest time out there, so the class was still empty and only the rest of them were alone.

"Some of you are stupid, Dek. Though I was a pinter," said Cello proud of himself. This time there was no mocking tone, but what Cello said made Cilla want to run amok on the boy.

"Said Lisa's mother also because her brother was lucky to be born first. So his intelligence has been absorbed by my brother. We should split two, you greedy!" attack the boy won't lose the debate.

"Ck. Oon is someone else."

"Bd ... Ikkh, go there! Males Cilla is the same as Brother!" The boy pushed the cello's body upside down. Then hit the big brother on the shoulder with a thick book.

"Don't be fierce. I'm gonna ask you."

"You want what? Why is it the same oon!" screeched Cilla while rolling her eyeballs upwards. His hands are already closed in front of the chest while leaning back.

"Yes what?" Cilla who was curious also snapped her brother back. His eyes glanced at a glance, then gazed towards the books stacked on his desk.

"What yes .... Hehe." Cello scratched his unscratchy head. Smiling foolishly then asked in ignorance. "Where the hell, how to get a sister in a marriage class? I tried, but what failed you?"

"W-what?" Sontak Cilla. His minimalist brain immediately shook to hear the sentence that Cello said.

"Crazy brother, where there's a married son!" the boy shouted in the language exactly as Malika had spoken. Cello immediately smothered Cilla's mouth right then and there.

He whispered, "Don't be loud. I got married once, but I was confused how to say it. You see, Malika also says I'm crazy, but I'm serious about marrying her."

Sweet temp Cello telli like unfiltered coconut milk. Cello is quite open to his sister, and Cilla also knows the reason why his sister wants to marry the girl. The problem is, the age that is not suitable makes the discussion so unusual to be discussed by both.

Cilla also said, "Emang brother actually likes Malika that Malika? The wedding grandmother said 'should like equally."

"That's it, but we like him." Cello said back on behalf of his late father. Fortunately no adults heard their conversation, if there is possible cello kidneys have been twisted at that time.

"Uhk, if Hanhan's father knew that he wanted to marry Malika, then I would get angry too. Malikanya doesn't want to be the same sister? So yes, marry each other later if it is big."

This time it was Cello who put his chin on the table. "You helped my sister think that Malika would marry my sister instead of trying to find another one!" the child grumbled like an adult if it was desperate.

"How's help? Our man is a little girl and he's talking about marriage!"

"But brother wants to make papah seneng. Don't you want to follow me to make seneng papah too?" Even the sad tone he spewed. Until Cilla was not happy to listen to her brother's words.

"Yes, but not .... Ahaaah!" Cilla flicked her thumb and index finger in front of her face. "Sir inget no, at that time we were invited to the same condition of father and mother?"

"What conditions? That much food?" tanya Cello was a bit confused by her sister's term.

"Yes that! Cilla horrors they do not marry even though the show is like a married person, he said they want a fiance first, but the marriage is still long. Let's both be able to relax or what, that's it!" cilla explained but half forgot too.

Be aware. His name is also children.

Cello said, "That engagement is the ring?"

"Yes .. yes! if already engaged, Malika will still marry her sister later. He was given a ring. Mending Brother is like that. Love the ring to Malika, but the marriage is already big," said Cilla rather convoluted.

So enthusiastic Cilla explained. Without them knowing, if establishing a serious relationship is not that easy the concept.

"But he wants to? She hates big brother."

Trouble came back. But Cilla who has a myriad of solutions does not mind that. Aside from lessons, Cilla is good at anything.

"We need to buy the ring first. I'll help Malika get engaged to sister."

"Really, huh?"

"Hmmm. But you cheat number 7 to 10 first, later Cilla help buy the ring as well deh. In the squisy store Cilla subscriptions are also a lot of nice rings." The little girl grinned followed by the sound of a bell ringing loudly. Cello gave us his mathematical PR book. Cello usually doesn't like to be cheated, but this time it doesn't matter if you get help. In the brain Cello was already imagined about the next step he would do.

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Love gift coffee dunkk flowers. For their part. wkwkw