HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 38 (Season 2)

The paper is distributed to all students in one class. There were differences in expression from a total of 30 disciples upon seeing the results of their respective replicas. Some are happy to get good grades, some are trembling afraid to think about the mother's nagging because the results are not as expected.

Meanwhile, a contrasting comparison between Cilla and Cello's grades has always been in the spotlight from both the teacher's and their classmates' perspectives. Even so, no one dared to mock because Cilla was among the popular and beautiful children in her class.

"Six again?" Cilla widened his annoyance while glancing at the value of his sister's repetition which has been confirmed to get a score of 10. For a minimalist-brained child like it, learning or not the results are the same. Even though it had been desperately memorizing the replay material, at most it only increased by one or two numbers only. Never got ten like his brother, Cello.

"Eat learn! Don't watch Balveer." Cello pulled the little girl's braid hair until her head almost hit the back of the chair.

"Iksh!" Cilla clucked. Then put the results of his repetition in the folds of the textbook while grumbling.

Behind the value of the twins who are as far away as the earth and sky, there is a proud homeroom figure in the character of the two twin boys. Although they were both sitting next to each other, Cilla's grades never got the same number as her brother's, even getting eight was rare. But it makes Miss Dian as her homeroom teacher amazed. Indicates that two twin faces of different sexes are always sportsmanship in showing their learning ability. There are no help events, let alone cheat.

The ability of each child is different even though it is born from the same father and mother. They have their own character and uniqueness that we must understand without having to be required to be perfect. Like Cilla who does not really like lessons, but she likes to take part in modeling classes around her. In fact, he had won the 3rd champion of a thousand cities category photogenic children. It has a face and body that produce a pleasing portrait if taken from multiple points of view. So that his cute face managed to enter into the cover of a pretty famous children's magazine and boast the name of the school.

Tett .... Tettt .... Tettt ....

The bell sound of the break sign rang. All the students began to scatter out of the classroom to rest themselves.

"Sister, if you go to the siomay dong nitip canteen," the boy curled his chin on the table. Cilla is a type of child who is lazy to move. As long as there is his brother, he does not need to bother going out of class just to fill his stomach.

"Where's the money?"

The girl took out ten thousand bills from her bag. Then thrust it into the cello's table.

"Where enough! It cost twelve thousand Dolls!" the boy's protest was upset. Boro-boro street fare, the money is less.

"Say you don't have to use telor. I usually buy ten thousand if I don't use eggs."

"Great spy, Deck!"

The cello took the money while moving on. "But I want to eat first in the back of school. Buy siomaynya if my stomach is full," said the boy while taking his provisions in the desk locker.

"Buy first, brother! I'm the siomaynya pen!"

Cello sneers ugly.

"Relieve it! If you can't wait to walk alone! Got legs, right?" Cello then ran while carrying provisions in his right hand. Leaving Cilla who was clucking annoyed while grabbing her stuffed bread from inside the bag.

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The unkempt garden behind the school becomes the most comfortable place for Cello when enjoying Lisa's sandwich. Sitting on the grass, he ate the provisions while looking at the janitors who were piling garbage at the end of the fence which was quite far away.

The little man closed his box tightly. Now he has finished all his lunch. He also bought siomay ten thousand orders from his sister.

When Cello was about to move back to class. He caught Malika standing nervously behind him.

"Ell," said the boy timidly. "I was told to apologize to you and Dad. I'm not gonna apologize to me if I don't apologize to you."

Cello rolled his eyeballs, lazy. Put two hands behind your back.

"If you want to apologize to me, I'm just because your father doesn't want to! My parents said sorry must be from the heart. Not to ask people!" hatch Cello.

He was about to leave Malika without a care, but the boy immediately pulled the sleeve of the Cello shirt so as not to move first. "I'm really seriously sorry."

Malika had already extended her hand in front of the child. His face looked sad and full of regret. "I'm sorry about my attitude at that time Ell," he said.

Cello looks hesitant to welcome Malika's hand. But a cunning brain that works to its full potential soon gets the idea of diamonds.

The boy's life begins again. He said something that was never pure in his heart all this time. Just a fad and an obsession of the boy.

"If it's big enough to want to," said Malika menggu-gugu. He chose to bow to the grass with his hands still outstretched waiting for Cello's welcome.

"Okay, if you've married someone else!" Cello welcomed Malika's hand with a threatening look. The little girl simply bowed in embarrassment without answering anything.

What matters is being forgiven first. The problem of being married to a cello or not, it's a later affair.

"Yaudah, I'm going to class first! From now on we'll be back." Cello was about to turn towards his class, but Malika's bead eye caught something perverted right behind a mango tree 10 meters away from their standing position.

A pair of High School boys are kissing affectionately and certainly very tarnishing the little girl's eyes. Their school is a combined school of Kindergarten, Elementary School, Junior High School, and High School. However, each level has its own boundaries. Somehow the story is that the High School boy can enter the SD area and even coolly make out there.

"There's another upperclassman kiss. You don't turn back El first" said Malika with her cheeks.

Malika closed two of Cello's eyes so that the child could not see the dangerous scene. But the curious Cello still insisted on turning around and immediately shouted.

"Mother teacher ... There's a High School boy kiss!" the bad boy shouted loudly.

The two noble couples panicked. "We're excited, Yank!" said the girl.

"You wait here!" The guy ran towards Malika and the cello who was standing was glued to look at her.

"Basic kid recot! Just disturb you!"

Seeing the ferocious High School boy, the bodies of Cello and Malika began to tremble in fear. Cello who had shouted suddenly silenced because glared at by a large-bodied human in front of him.

"Follow me!"

This young man forcefully pulled Malika and Cello towards a more deserted place.

"we don't want to go there, brother!" exclaimed Cello and Malika who had reflexed joined hands while being dragged by the young man to want to walk.

"If you don't want to be beaten! You're fucking!" The young man grabbed Malika and Cello's hair as he continued walking. They could only follow the man resignedly because they were already frightened and could not resist.

Malik and Cello were taken to the mango tree. They are forced to face each other.

"You two are alone, right? Why bother us?" The young man acted in a snapping tone. While the girl laughed satisfied to see the two boys trembling in fear.

"Now you kiss your girl! Let me know what it's like!" The young man held the two shoulders of Cello. So encourage the child to immediately kiss Malika's lips.

"Don't sister, it can't be like that, we're not married yet" Malika refused, begging to be released immediately.

"Udah hunted kiss! I was a little girl, I thought you were married!"

"Wouldn't! I don't want to kiss him! The sins!" cello continued to rebel. His hand twitched at the arm of the large-bodied young man. No matter how strong Cello fights, his power is not comparable to that of his upperclassman.

"Don't be noisy! Smile a kiss, who told you to interrupt an adult!"

Malika could only cry stifled without daring to make a sound. The young man continued to direct Cello to immediately hit Malika's lips. Cello kept trying to take off the strong checks of the High School boy. As much as possible he turned his face to the side so as not to come into contact with Malika's lips.

"I don't want .. don't want .. pleasegg!" cello shouted in fear.

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Second up today. Again read this. Many people love coffee and flowers. I'm up again. Wkww.