HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 39 (Season 2)
"Don't be noisy! Smile a kiss, who told you to interrupt an adult!"
Malika could only cry stifled without daring to make the slightest 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. For a little kid who doesn't know anything like that, kissing a girl is a very disgusting forbidden thing in Cello's eyes. As much as he liked girls, it never caught his mind at all.
"Bring his mouth, Yank! If they brisik continue we can look at people." The girl was already panicking, her eyes were rolling all over so afraid she was seen by people. When he saw the strange statue of Malika, he immediately grabbed the body of Malika who was about to run away to seek help.
"Deliver!" yell Malika.
"It's not that easy as sweet grandpa." The woman smiled cunningly. His hand was clutching Malika's arm tightly.
An idea of diamonds pops into the head when the guy sees a dark shed whose door is slightly open in the quietest corner.
"Help me get that chick over there, Yank. Once in a while these two little boys had to be taught a lesson. We'll pack in the barn until we get home!"
"Don't, Brother, don't!" yell Malika.
"My father won't stay silent, he will surely meet you," threatened Cello full of hardik.
The mouths of Cello and Malik were smothered strongly by the two of them. Then dragged the two boys to a dark warehouse where the storage of benches and broken chairs were not used.
"Felt!" They pushed Malika and Cello violently into the dark room. The boy's laughter roared with satisfaction at the frightened voice of the children from within. Finally, he can teach a lesson to the little boy who had disrupted romantic moments with his lover.
The barn door that had been opened by one of the security officers was immediately locked back by the two of them. The two boys were screaming. Shouting hysterically from inside the room.
"Hold the key, Yank, go home to school and open it. Let's know how they both feel, huh!" The boy gave the key to his girlfriend. Hand in hand, he left the deserted warehouse where Cello and Malika were confined.
"Please ... please ...!"
"We're locked up, toloong!"
They both kept screaming for help. There were about fifteen minutes, during which both of them continued to hold the soundproof room so that someone came to help.
His hopes began to feel in vain. The warehouse was too quiet and far from the activities of passers-by. Finally they sat down limply while leaning behind the door tired of screaming.
"Just rest first, I think there is no other way but to wait for the upperclassman to come back again nolongin us," said Malika while adjusting her breathing that began heavy because tired of screaming.
"I'm sorry, 'cause I'm a prankster. We get stuffed by them" said Cello, starting to feel bad. He looked at Malika. His face was already dirty full of dust and cobwebs.
Crc .... Crc ....
"You haven't eaten yet?" ask Cello. Exactly like the character of his father who always attention to the surrounding environment.
"Not yet!" Malika shakes in shame. "I was not given pocket money with my father because of the story of the fight with you at that time. I also do not want to bring bekel, again mengambek same mother because not given pocket money," he said.
"Yes, eat my siomay! Fortunately I ate." Cello took a pack of siomay belonging to his sister from inside his pants pocket. He extended the siomay to Malika. Without him knowing that his sister was waiting for the food earlier.
"How do you want to?" Malika looked at Cello full of guilt.
"I'm full. Uh, my gosh!" Cello patted his eel suddenly to make Malika also shocked and aghast.
"What's wrong?"
"Tupperware bekel I missed on the grass. I must have said again," said the boy in panic. "This is the eighteenth time I've mentioned the bekel place. If now say again, I will be reported to mother."
"Hopefully not lost, you are sultan, will not be speeded up as a child," said Malika calming. If he was so probably already expelled mother. One place to drink falls just tell me to come back again. See you around, or no pocket money a week.
"I ate the siomay first." Malika bit the plastic tip of the siomay wrapper while looking at Cello.
"Eat it," said Cello, whose voice began to weaken.
The dust in this place is getting into the lungs. Makes the cello short of breath and begin to have difficulty getting oxygen.
After Malika finished eating. He glanced at Cello who was already leaning limp on his shoulder.
"Ell" He tried to shake Cello's head. "Why you?"
"I'm not strong, my chest hurts, Lika! It's so hot in here!"
His eyes are closing. Making Malika panic is not playing to see the boy sleep.
"Ell ... wake up .. don't die! Don't stay with me" sobs Malika. "El, hold on. Soon there will be someone to help us."
Malik hugged the head of the cello that had fallen into his lap. There was no first aid he could do. He himself began to realize that this room is very stuffy and minimal will be the presence of oxygen.
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