HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 19: (Season2)
Back again at three piranha saplings who were in the ice cream shop. In the end, the three of them were taken to the employee rest room by the security guard so as not to run away. Cello and Cilla looked confused to see Malika sobbing. They had tried to calm the child as much as possible, but Malika still cried while calling her father many times.
“Your father will definitely not be okay. My grandfather is rich, he can definitely buy expensive medicine for your father so that cepet heals,” Cilla said innocently.
Malika was riveted with wrath, and she was displeased whenever she heard the centile of Cilla discussing money and wealth. It is as if money is the most important need for humans. As a child who is older than them, of course Malika is much more understanding. He could understand about the caste differences that stretched them and himself. Moreover, the father often said that the Malika family is very indebted to the Cello family. Malika became more upset because again the money that became the determinant.
Like a knight, Cello did not want to lose in the business of calming Malika. “Please Ketchup! Hanhan's father will be coming soon.”
Though the awaited are busy eating and until now can not be contacted. ugh, how lucky Mr. Haris if you know what really happened to the two of them. The children were being cared for by his grandfather, Lisa and Farhan even cool down in broad daylight like this.
Where are their brains? Please don't ask the swaying grass because it's useless.
Malika moved away, she walked towards the door that read 'EXIT’ while squeezing her two trembling hands thinking about the fate of the father. Cello immediately restrained the little girl from leaving before any adults came.
“Where are you, Ketchup?”
A ketchup?
Malika's nose kembis hold back crying as well as upset. Somehow the call was very unpleasant to hear by a little girl in white like Malika.
“Well, it's not the business of a kid like you!” ketus Malica. He had pulled the door handle, but once again the cello held him back.
“We have to wait for my father and my mother first, not to go anywhere before any adults come!” Cello reminds grandfather's message that Malika forgot.
The little girl brushed off Cello's hand. Unexpectedly he even pushed the Cello to the ground. “All that must be because of your father. Surely your father sent those big men to crush my father. Your father's a criminal, I'll report your father to the police for jail.”
Malika screams and sobs.
Cello was a little surprised and tried to get up without getting angry in the slightest. "No way, Lika! My dad was nice even though he had a serem."
While Cilla who did not receive immediately clawed and grabbed Malika's hair until the bando patterned daisy flower on the child's head fell to the floor. “Do not carelessly say, my father is a good man, where maybe he wants to harm your father!”
“But the ketchup bottle was nyebelin. I don't like our dad being called a bad guy!”
“Yes, but can't hit people!”
Cello pulled his sister's arm, telling the little girl to sit a little far away from Malika. Then the angel-hearted man took the tissue in his pants pocket.
“Sorry my sister yes, she is indeed fierce!” Cello rubbed the blood coming out of Malika—'s cheek the former Cilla's scratch.
Again Malika brushed off the boy's hand with a rude gesture. This time his eyes were not happy. His logic and first impressions of meeting the fierce Farhan lead the little girl to negative thoughts.
"Don't be pretentious, it's obvious that all that happens because of you, if you don't make adults angry with your behavior, my father won't be beaten so. From now on I'll cancel our friendship. I don't want to meet the same rich people who like you!" malika.
"As long as you know yes, I want to meet you because you told me to. Actually, I also do not want to meet the same second-class children whose style is sultan-like sultan like your sister and you!" continue then.
Cilla who did not accept started to stand back up. She dragged her sister away from Malika. "Yaudah, we also do not want to have a strong victory like you. Basic black kedele nyebelin!"
Cello bowed sadly. In his mind, what was he wrong to be hostile like this?
"Udah, from now on I do not need to ngarepin Malika want to marry my sister. I'm sure mamah same papah no longer like the same fierce Malika. Moreover, he does not want to win with us again. Brother denger, right?"
Cello. Assured that their friendship and Malika ended up here enough. From this second on, Cello won't tell or chase Malika again.
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