HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 15: (Season2)
"Dad ... Dad ...!"
Malika just got home. With a loud breath, he immediately screamed for the whereabouts of the father who was somewhere. From the kitchen, his mother came running to the boy.
"Loh .. loh ... what is this?" ask the mother for her youngest child. Malika doesn't usually behave like this kind of person.
"Where's the father, ma'am?" Malika looked around.
"Why did you get daddy? I had a backache, so I couldn't get you to school."
"Ikh is not that!"
"Continue what? Angry about getting back on the school bus?"
"Dad!" yelled the boy. Then ran to the side yard when he saw his father was coffee and sitting casually on the teak wood cot.
"Geez, the virgin goes home instead of the salim first even raging!" Malika's mother shook her head with the behavior of her son who just left.
Malika, unconcerned by her mother's words, opens the glass door and pushes her aside to meet her father. "Yes ... What the hell is that kid talking about? Why is that kid bothering me all the time?" malika asked as she walked towards her father.
"Which child is this? Dad confused, dateng-dateng immediately angry with dad. Sit down first!" Mr. Farik took his daughter on the lap. Although it is quite large, but Malika is used to being spoiled by her parents. And that's what makes 3 boys Mr. Farik hate the existence of Malika.
"Ituloh, there's a second-grader who gave me a ring." Malika took out a box of rings that Cello had given her earlier. Making Mr. Farik widened in shock when he saw the cute pink box. "Said he's dad told me his parents wanted me to marry him. And now he's forced and he's giving this ring to me."
"Who the hell?" Mr. Farik was in a daze for a moment. "Oh! Not Ello, right?"
"That's it, I kind of forgot her name" said Malika, grumbling. "She was very willing to marry me if it was big. He said let his parents in heaven be happy."
"Ck." Mr. Farik commented on the amused smile. Then stroked the princess's hair lovingly. "His father used to like you. He said you were cute and cute. He also once said that the father's son wants to mate with one of his children. And you're the only target right indeed."
Malika looks upset. "Dad! But I'm still a kid. I don't like that little nyebelin' kid either."
Mr. Farik laughed as he grazed his daughter's tiny lips. "Dad or Cello's parents didn't tell you to marry him either. Dad was just a story about a piece of our past friendship with Cello. It's just hope, whether you get married or not, that's all I leave to you both."
"But the boy told me that from today on he and I are engaged" Malika murmured in protest and repressed.
"Wedding?" Mr. Farik rubbed Malika's temple which sweat quite a lot. "So those many rings are your engagement rings?"
"YES!" A spoiled scented snapping tone came out from the little girl's lips. "Pokonya Malika doesn't want to be engaged to the child. I have to tell him that Malika doesn't want to be the second grade."
"Well, kasian dong Ello. Not nothing has been rejected as the son of the most beautiful father." Pinched Malika's cheek twice. Then peek the top of his head until a bit wet.
"Ush .. ush ..." The middle-aged man clutched Malika's small body. This time while rubbing the child's back to make it calmer.
"The name of the boy is mandatory to try, so let it go. And you can't just refuse that. I'll be kuwalat loh! Mom used to be like you. Mom said she didn't want to marry me because I was ugly and smelly with semen. But in fact we married until the birth of the four of you."
"Keep Malika should how dong?" the boy's protest was confused.
"Malika is already a big boy. And Ello's age is still two years below yours. So you should be a good upperclassman for him. Nasihatin Ello when you were little. Can't think of fiancee let alone marriage. Can, right?"
"Malika said so. But Ello still doesn't want to be told."
Mr. Farik laughed again at the expression of his son who was constantly upset. "Definitely say it while getting angry, huh?"
"Yes, he's done making a big splash. How is Lika not angry?" Malika looked down while squeezing her school skirt.
"Tomorrow you say to the boy again. But don't get angry. That kid must have gotten it."
Malika remained silent. Not answering his father's words. Mr. Farik said again,
"Ello and his sister are orphans, Lika. If possible Malika should be nice to them. Semenyucks anything don't mess up orphans."
Again the little girl just kept quiet while listening.
"Especially their parents are the light that God has given to our lives. Without their merit, Malika might not be able to live this well. Can school in the city, eat good food, live in a house that has a swimming pool, even the father has a good job that can guarantee a family life. Malika must understand that we owe a great debt to the Cello family" said Mr. Farik.
He smiled at the innocent face of his son. Since Reyno and Jennie died. Workshop and fish pond relic Reyno is indeed the responsibility of Mr. Farik. The house that was once occupied by Reyno and his family was also handed over to Mr. Farik by Mr. Haris. It is well recognized that the middle-aged man got a lot of wisdom behind leaving Reyno and Jennie. But still, Mr. Farik's life was lacking since there was no figure of Reyno who had been considered as his best friend.
Mr. Farik grabbed a coffee cup on the table. Sip it slowly and put the glass back in place. "Malika knows, right?"
"Yes. Tomorrow Malika will be nice to the boy."
"Good! In addition to our family owed a lot of gratitude, he is also an orphan that we must treat well. Don't be fierce, fear that Malika will become like Ello."
"Young! What the hell is dad?"
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