HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 18: (Season 2)
While on the other hand, Mr. Haris is having fun at an ice cream shop with three cute boys of his pride. He immediately fell in love as soon as he saw the character of Malika who looked calm and obedient. His soul in the era of Siti Nurbaya immediately thrashed around wanting to match Malika and Cello when he grew up later. Especially since Reyno died, Mr. Haris began to be good friends with Mr. Farik. So the reason friendship can be the main attraction that drives matchmaking activities. However, the full decision remained in Farhan's hands. The man had no interest whatsoever in the form of matchmaking, so it all came back to fate. Mr. Haris could only propose without daring to organize.
Oh yes, speaking of friendship, it must be strange why the old fathers can be friends. That's because Mr. Farik is an important person who helped change Mr. Haris' spoiled favorite child into a great person. Although his life is short because God wills another, but Mr. Haris still proud matchless with the extraordinary personality of Reyno.
The activity continues, after spending the ice cream cup, Mr. Haris interrogates Malika and Cello. At first they seem frightened except for Cello who is mediocre in response to the situation. But for a long time they were ordinary because Mr. Haris continued to build a soul of children's singing.
“So you guys are already engaged this story?” asked Mr. Haris, as much as possible he held back his laughter so as not to come out.
Cello answered annoyed. “His engagement will be off, Grandpa! Malika doesn't want to wear a ring from me. He said he wanted aja.”
“Ah, so. Too bad, but Ello is handsome, Cill?”
Cilla nodded as the gentle sweep of Mr. Haris' hand landed on the top of his head. “BENER REALLY! Sister Ello is handsome, pinter, from a small already well established because she is the son of a rich man.” Cilla was so proud of her brother as if Rafathar had not yet been born to earth and was included in the list of children of the other best sultans.
Malika who had been silent turned, her lips quivered because the father did not return after seeing Farhan. “A-my dad hasn't come back yet, huh? Om earlier would not do anything father ‘kan, Kek?” Ask Mr. Haris as grandfather.
Malika really doesn't care about Cilla and her grandfather. His brain was full of the father's name. Malika is afraid that her father will be harmed by Farhan. Because Malika had seen the creepy Farhan style when she met her father earlier, Malika became prejudiced against the stone breathing which when angry indiscriminate let alone see the situation.
“Your father is fine. Just talk to Farhan and Aunt Lisa,” said Mr. Haris to calm the child.
Cilla's getting involved. “Dad Hanhan is good. Mostly your father is given money with my father.”
Oh, Malika doesn't understand. I don't know where the good place is. There's only Malika she dares to jerk Mr. Farik, what if there's nothing?
In the midst of a complicated and confused situation, Malika suddenly caught the figure of the father who had been battered. His face was covered with wounds, there was an incision in his left hand that was not constantly bleeding.
“Ayaaaahhhh!” malika shouted when she saw her father collapse before she could push the entrance of the tavern where they were.
“Call ambulance .. call ambulance.”
"His blood will not stop! How'this?"
Shouts of panicked shopgoers began to echo everywhere. Malika was screaming hysterically to see her father unconscious of blood. Mr. Haris immediately told people to go to the hospital using his car.
What did Farhan do, did he ask the bodyguard to teach Farik a lesson?
Mr. Haris' mind was filled with question marks and anxiety. He immediately carried Malika to his seat again so as not to see the condition of his father. “Three of you wait here. Grandpa and the others had to drive Malika's father to the hospital. Later Grandpa will contact Farhan's father and Mother Lisa to come here.”
“Do not want! Malika wants to come with me!” the boy screamed hysterically.
Cello tries to calm Malika down by holding her two hands. "You're here just soy sauce, later if you come even more hassle!"
"No! I WANT DAD!" Malika screams in pain like an doormat. Make people look so sorry for the boy.
The father has been brought to Mr. Haris' car by some people. But it was impossible for Mr. Haris to bring three boys at once in this kind of precarious state.
“You are calm, son! Your dad must be okay! Later you can follow the same om Farhan and aunt Lisa.” Mr. Haris immediately entrust the three children to the shopkeeper. Today felt bad for Mr. Haris, he did not bring a single bodyguard or driver with him, but instead found unexpected events like this.
The car quickly drove to the nearest hospital. Mr. Haris immediately contacted Farhan and Lisa's number, but no one answered because both were staying in the bathroom. “What are you doing during the day like this? Why has no one answered my call at all,” growled mister Haris annoyed.
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If many love the gift of flowers and coffee I up again. Kan means a lot of waiting and zahin. hehe