HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 17: (Season 2)

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“How dare you say such absurd things to a child. Where's your brain, huh?”

Farhan was already emotionless when he heard the explanation from Mr. Farik. The man stared fiercely at the middle-aged father who was in front of him. If there is no Lisa beside him, maybe Farhan has beaten Mr. Farik right now.

“Quiet Mas! Don't get emotional yet,” hold Lisa. His hands continued to circle around Farhan's waist so that the man would not play. 

Mr. Farik bowed deeply and felt increasingly guilty. He stared at the cup of coffee that was still full. Earlier on the beach, he apologized, then told the story of Cello and Malika to Mr. Haris. But Mr. Haris had Mr. Farik tell this to Farhan as well because the status of the man was his guardian.

And the cafe they went to became a place of terror for Mr. Farik. In contrast to the response of Mr. Haris who seemed happy when he heard the story of Cello, Farhan was actually angry because he thought it damaged the innocent brain of a small child. Totally immoral in his eyes.

 “Sorry Sir, I really did not expect that what I said would have an impact so far. I just want to reminisce about the good times when the late young master Reyno was still around. And what I told Cello was true. I'm not making it up.”

It also made Farhan misperception in response to Mr. Farik's speech. “So you mean, you want to match Marcello to your daughter Malika just because of Reyno's past bullshit, are you crazy? Don't tell me you're doing this so your family can ride caste!”

Farhan stifled wrath. Making Mr. Farik tremble nervously while swallowing his saliva with difficulty. Really Mr. Farik never thought of such a crazy thing. He knew that Cello was a potential successor to the revical group, but Mr. Farik never thought that far.

“Sorry Sir, it looks like you misunderstood. I really didn't intentionally tell you that. But swear to God, I never intended to match my daughter to your son. I am quite self-conscious about my position. Helped so far, I am so grateful. How dare I think of an arranged marriage let alone the thought of wanting to rise in caste. Even though we are only lowly people, my brain is not that shortsighted. Again please forgive my overdue joke, Mr.”

Farhan was silent and did not respond.

Lisa immediately took over to speak up. “Sorry sir, my husband does not like matchmaking in any form. And he also always desperately took care of and educated our adopted children. It's only natural that he's been upset by the weird change in Cello's attitude lately. We do not mean to offend the caste problem or the family background of the father,” said Lisa carefully.

The atmosphere was increasingly tense because Farhan was only silent without comment after hearing Mr. Farik's words earlier. Whether angry or guilty, no one knows for sure. Moreover, his expression was very flat.

“No Miss, this is my mistake that is too late to invite small children to joke.”

“It seems like this is just a misunderstanding, do not think about it anymore, we better make peace, after all they are only small children,” said Lisa felt bad. Then elbowed Farhan's arm to apologize to Mr. Farik.

Farhan immediately got annoyed. “What not to think about? Cello until dare to invite girls people engaged. Do you think such a thing is a commendable behavior for a child? Where is your brain as an adult?”

Now it's Lisa's turn to be sprayed by Farhan. About educating children, the man never messed around. For Farhan, caring for a child is much harder than caring for a child on his own. 

“Mas, it has been said the acts of the little boy are not too taken seriously. Maybe Cello accidentally saw and then modeled the behavior of adults. We simply provide advice and education so that the child understands, there is no need to blame others let alone quarrel like this.”

“Bred you!” Farhan pushed his chair back, then got up and was about to leave Lisa and Mr. Farik alone.

“I'm going to the inn first, I'm tired!” the man muttered quietly, but it could still be heard by Lisa and Mr. Farik.

Mr. Farik immediately panicked as soon as Farhan left. “Nona, it looks like the master is very angry.”

Lisa immediately grabbed the bag and stood up. “No problem .. he's not as scary as others see, really. I'm sorry I have to go first, I hope you don't take my husband's anger seriously. Think of her anger like a cello, she'll forget and forgive herself."

Lisa ran after Farhan after saying that. Mr. Farik sighed while leaning his back to the back. Then murmured softly while staring at Lisa's departure.

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Lisa ran after Farhan as fast as lightning, lucky that the elevator that would bring Farhan came long enough. So Lisa can catch up with the man and ride together upstairs.

"Don't be like a child. You think I'm just gonna play live like that?" lisa's grumbling is upset.

Farhan turned his face away, unwilling to look at Lisa. "I don't think about your way of thinking. You can rest easy to see your son behaving like that!"

"Who is calm. I also think, but judging and blaming others is not a ninja path that can solve problems" Lisa said.

"I know too, but I was already upset by the old man's attitude. Especially seeing his funny face. Sucks," Farhan grumbled as he glanced cynically at Lisa.

"Why talk sucks while looking at me," Lisa protested not to lose. He immediately glared at Farhan with a completely ruthless face.

"Sorry Beb" murmured Farhan, shrieking.

"Lad?" Sontak Lisa patterned and immediately grabbed both collars Farhan's shirt. He looked at Farhan with emphasis. "Who do you mean Beb, huh? Don't fuck around, Mom! You've been caught wet wrongly calling my name!"

"I didn't call the name wrong. I intentionally called you that."

"Haha!" Lisa was excited. Luckily, there were only two of them in the elevator. In an instant the woman turned fierce back. "Don't give. You're not good at lying. Calling me darling once a century. How could you possibly call me with such a romantic phrase."

"My version is different!" The elevator door opened, Farhan pulled Lisa's hand out. "That's the burden of life."

As soon as Farhan's ghost said like a broken-down sieve.

"Hey, YEAH!" Lisa was again made to grumble. "How dare you consider me a burden on your life. Fucking husband!" lisa Ogat.

Farhan smiled faintly. "It's actually like that! Logically you are a burden that always makes my brain work hard every day in order to balance your behavior and attitude. No matter how hard I refuse, I think of you all the time. Doesn't that include the burdens of life that I have to bear?"

"Au ah dark! Do you want romantic, do you want to bummer anyway? Anyway I'll pull your ration tonight. Let's know the taste!" lisa is strong.

Now they have entered the room. Farhan clapped Lisa's body towards the wall while looking at that face full of wisdom. "My ration tonight was sponsored by Sashi. You do not forget that we are doing a pregnant program whose schedule has been arranged in such a way. If you don't want to see our biological children soon, please just refuse."

Farhan sneered cunningly. Makes Lisa cluck because of a crushing defeat.

"Nyebeliiiiiin!"

I will repay what you did. Just look at it later.

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