HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 49 (Season 2)

"Ah shit! Why did I fall asleep like this last night?" Farhan glanced at the sleeping wife with a face full of regret. He should have robbed his precious allotment last night, but because of sleep, all those opportunities just vanished. Worse yet when else Farhan can get his aye-ayenya ration from Lisa.

Gts ... Gts ...

The sound of knocking is heard. Farhan was forced to step down and open the door.

The door opened, revealing a neatly packed Cello in a backpack and preparing to go out of nowhere.

"Yetoo!" The boy immediately glared without noticing Farhan who was standing on the left side of the door.

"Where are you going?" Farhan pulled the Cello backpack quickly. "Mother is still sleeping. What do you want?"

The man watched his son's outfit. "It's a weekend, are you going to go somewhere?"farhan asked with a little rebuke.

"You go to Malika's house. Yesterday the mother who made Ello first." The boy wanted to go back to wake Lisa. "Yeshaa!"

"Don't build!" Farhan glared with half-bluffing teeth. The gaze became upset because Cello was considered disrespectful by him. He pushed Cello out of the room with him. "Mother pregnant, have a lot of rest, you go the same driver, later I ask two bodyguards to take care of you," said the man full of assertiveness.

"But mother herself who wants to nemenin Yah. Yesterday mother ngajakin Ell played to the old house," said Cello half denied. He had imagined playing with Malika in his memory home. His head looked up with a gaze begging Farhan to allow him to wake Lisa.

"Ell, same with Dad! Mother deliberately left home and does not work so that she can rest fully. So going out of the house is also not a good thing for you. I think Ello's an adult. So you should be able to understand the state of the mother who is pregnant."

"...."

Instantaneous silence. Cello nodded helplessly. If Farhan had said that, no more rebuttals would have come out of Cello's mouth. He could only submit to following his father's wishes without daring to refute.

Farhan went back inside to clean himself up. Closing the door until the shadow of his body disappeared from the reach of the still standing Cello watching him with a sad face.

Cello who had been dressed up neatly since half-six in the morning became a little upset because Farhan's attitude was too excessive. What he saw was fine Lisa. But Farhan always manages so much that Cello starts to feel distant with her mother since she gets pregnant.

Although always at home, Lisa rarely plays and accompanies herself as before. It was as if there was a large wall blocking Cello from approaching his beloved mother.

Now Cello turned around, stepping hastily towards his sister's room. His face looks angry. He opened the door by force. "Dikk!" his yell. Then ran and slammed his body beside Cilla who was seriously learning multiplication.

"What the hell, brother?" snapped the little girl, annoyed. "I'm again afraid of multiplication! Dateng - Dateng ngagetin only."

"It's still Saturday, tomorrow's the Deck! I want to tell you first."

Cilla stopped the activity, then turned to her brother with slightly nosediving eyebrows. "What story?"

"Ceritain father," said Cello folded his hands under his head in a supine sleeping position "Hanhan's father now so add more nyebelin," he continued.

"Sister is the same father?" It turned out that the chat was welcomed by the sister who had also felt the drastic changes of the father lately.

"Fourth Malika?" ask the boy a little.

"Yes" said Cello, not caring.

Hearing the chat moving on Malika, Cilla immediately shifted the topic of her conversation. "I'm also the same as Hanhan's father, yesterday I wanted to ask mother to teach multiplication, but father forbid and told me to study with my sister. Though I want to be the same mother because of the way to teach mother delicious. I understand that mother who told me. But I didn't get it" said the boy.

"Well, now I always forbid us if you want to deletin mother. He said the mother again pregnant, can not be tired, even though I see the mother ordinary, even like bete at home continue," added Cello continued to work. "I'm afraid father and mother will miss us after the baby's grandpa was born. Wherever we are not the original children of father and mother, they will certainly love the original child."

There's a little powerless shakes when Cello says all that. The corner of his eyes heated up as if unwilling to lose the love of loved ones for the umpteenth time.

Cilla who had thought about it from far away immediately attacked, "Where if we ask to stay at grandma's house? they will love us. Not like dad's mom. If it's at Grandma's house, it's Gibran, I'm as lazy as he is."

"Definitely can't be the same dad!" hatch Cello half grumbled.

"Let's just say to grandma and grandpa if we want to stay with them. I do not want to live with parents who are not dear. Mending with grandma and grandpa, they are always good" said Cilla.

"How about?" tanya Cello started to get serious and interested. He was very much looking forward to the presence of a new sister, but after feeling the change in his father's attitude, Cello became resentful of the baby in Lisa's womb. Because of his presence, he became unnoticed like this.

"How to say easy. If I cry with grandpa, Grandpa will let us live there."

"Yes, set it up, brother follow you." Because the matter of the idea of diamonds in getting around the not-tick, Cilla is an expert.

Cilla was lying down beside Cello. They stared at the ceiling of the room with a feeling that might be the same content. Missing the figure of papah and mamahnya.

"Sister," called the child in a low voice. "If you were big, you wouldn't live with Cilla, would you? I don't think I have anyone but my brother. Only my brother can understand me."

Cello. Staring at his sister's face that had turned sad as if he could read that the little girl was missing her parents in Heaven there. "Well, I promise that we'll keep going together."

"Promise?" Cilla thrusting her little finger, Cello greeted with a grin of grief forced to be happy. "Yes, promise, don't be afraid," Cello replied in a heavy voice as he had to endure the crying.

Saddened? Of course he. Cello and Cilla are just like any other orphan. Who always misses the figure of biological parents and hopes that fate can be rotated so that they live with their biological parents only.

Behind their innocent-looking and happy smiles, embroidered wounds were quite deep without merit. All they need now is a simple desire, which is to have a protector dear to him. However, man is the law of escape and sin. Like Farhan now, she is so focused on Lisa's pregnancy that she forgets her other responsibilities.

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Hi, what's wrong Ana didn't? Sorry yes, I'm down to continue this novel because the level dropped really low. Sad I tuh, so not the spirit of writing, some days I need time to heart again so as not to move stalls and continue. Thanks to all who wait.

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Thank you to those who understand.