HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 44: (Season 2)

It was early morning when Lisa woke up still lying limp in the car. Beside him was Farhan who was sleeping, complete with his face quaynya because of the death of pounding the wife desperately.

The new style term Lisa said successfully made the blood inside Farhan's body boil instantly last night. She was so challenged when Lisa mentioned her new style through whispers.

'Pampering the hilt of an almost extinct arid dipper'

Ugh, Farhan felt insulted. He who felt he still had full stamina immediately acted brutally and made the car sway like a cartoon car character in the teve-teve. The difference is that cars in cartoons like to invite children to sing cheerfully, while Farhan cars sigh with pampered moans that thrill the soul. Ck.

"Mas! What time is it?" Lisa was panicking. He tidied up his hair and allowed his clothes to be ruffled the rest of last night. "Mas Al!" shouted again.

This time it was accompanied by a single blow that floated on the man's shoulder. Farhan blinked as if he had been drowned at the bottom of a well.

"Say you don't want to sleep. Wait until dawn to pick up Cilla. How the hell?"

The woman beside him was already grumbling while combing her hair carelessly.

"What time is it?"

"Ten!" peekit Lisa's.

"Geez!" Farhan immediately got up and helped fix himself. He intended to stay up until morning. But what is the power of endrophin hormones in his body continues to lull the man to sleep unknowingly.

"Ello must be scared in the hospital alone!" Started to remember the child left alone in the hospital room.

"Yes, obviously be afraid! You si!" Lisa got out of the car after she was pretty neat. Followed by Farhan from the back who ran fast to compensate.

At first Farhan just wanted to fulfill Lisa's wishes, but somehow playing in the car was cool as well. Until the man forgets the land and ends up exhausted after doing.

The two of them entered the cello room, and it was a shock to Farhan and Lisa to see that the entire room was crowded with a large family. There's Mami Dina and papi Haris, Lynda's mother and Hermawan's father. Also Cilla who continues to look at the father with a horror face full of question marks.

"Em, sorry .. we ran out from the outside" Farhan said, scratching the back of his head.

"Oooo .. out!" say everything compact. Makes Lisa and Farhan clumsy with eye attacks suspicious of all.

"Where are you going, Han?" Mother's voice broke the silence that had happened for a few seconds. He walked towards Farhan while grabbing the collar of the man's shirt as fast as lightning. "Wear the buttons on his shirt until it's wrong like this, viewers."

Farhan was embarrassed. He who is usually flat and has complete confidence suddenly shrank because attacked by many people at once.

"Hmmm. We both sleep in the car, Lisa doesn't like the light."

Sontak Lisa turned her head with a cynical look as her name was carried around. His eyes were fixed down as if saying; I cut off your dipper handle, Mas!

"Said dad wanted to pick up Cilla, but instead did not come to the table, but it was long awaited," the next protest was carried out by the adorable little guy who was sitting next to his brother while chewing apples.

"Ello was also left out" he exclaimed.

"Sister said she was crying in fear, where both of you're cell phones live here anyway!" timpal mother full of hardik asking a responsibility of the foster parents.

Lisa and Farhan are suddenly struck by a mental attack. They were confused over all the words that cornered the two. No Farhan is usually to the point. No Lisa is always barbaric and has a million words in answer. Both of them were silent and chose to silently admit their mistakes.

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A few hours before the cello family arrived. Malika came to the next room. The place where Cello is treated. He opened the room slowly, and found that Cello was sitting on his knees on his bed.

"Ell, what's wrong with you?" Instead of an answer, it gets an attack of questions.

"Where is my father's mother?" Malika was a little surprised to see that the child's body was already trembling in fear.

"Bundaaa," she said again.

"Your mother may go first. Don't cry." The little girl walked over, cupped two sides of Cello's face, and wiped her tears full of fantasy.

"I'll see if anyone comes." Malika gets on the bed. Sitting next to the crybaby little man while holding a smile.

"The boy's crying," ledeknya.

"I'm afraid of the hospital!" Cello immediately hugged Malika's body while whining like a baby. "Where is my father's mother?"

"I don't know! Maybe they have some interest. It's diem! If you cry I don't want to marry you!"

Cello fell silent. He took off his hugs and started looking up. "What then? Lying is the sin of soy sauce!" He rebuked while wiping his tears.

One tick floated on the head of the cello. "I don't like being called soy sauce. You should call me big brother like any other underclassman" the boy protested. His lips were not happy. His hands closed while raising a look of anger.

"I don't want to be your sister either. Anyway if we're married, I'll call you mother. Like Hanhan's father to Lisa's mother."

Their conversation grew heavier, until the new nurse came to watch the two stroke their chests many times. Oh God. There are trials that I must try, he lamented in his heart.

"I'd rather be called Mamah Malika," the girl said innocently.

"May also mama. But I'd like to be called a father."

"Where is it! it must fit its partner to fit! Mother's father, mother's father, mother's father, so the way to call it, Marcello!"

Cello pretended to understand. "Yes, it's up to you, if you're married to me."

Oh my God, what else is this? Why the discussion of children today is so heavy. I might get mental illness if this is how. The sister's ear felt like it was going to explode. Although not believing, but it is real happening in the environment of children today.

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This is how it used to be, I just traveled far from out of town. It also updates. God willing, it will be night up again if many come and love gifts. Wkwkw.