HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 63 (Season 2)
Lisa returned home with a heavy load on her head. The desire of Cello to go to America is still the main reason that cannot be accepted by Lisa. He chose to remain silent for a while, thinking about it alone without daring to reveal it to Farhan or anyone else.
He was still confused between wanting to hold back or let go. To be honest, Cello's wishes included a very noble thing in his eyes. At the age of eight years, the child wants to be a successful person and more proud—for continuing the struggle of his papa delayed by death.
An ideal that should be supported strongly from all parties. But as a foster parent who has accompanied her since the age of 4 years, Lisa felt heavy if she had to stay away from her beloved little man. Like there are things that make him not willing to live limited distance and time.
Activities at the Hermawan residence went well after Lisa and Farhan left. At exactly four in the afternoon, Cilla woke up and immediately went to the bathroom with a towel in her hand. The little girl kicked through the bathroom door a little rough until Cello who was playing with his dust suction robot jumped in shock.
"Cilla why, Hyung?" cello asked Taehyung the vacuum cleaner who was busy pacing around the room.
Water gurgles began to be heard from inside the bathroom, a sign that the little girl had started cleaning herself. Cello chooses the bodo period and invites Taehyung to go outside the room to clean another room.
After half an hour passed, Cilla who usually whined and asked to make milk after bathing did not go out of the room as well. Cello who is still cool watching the agility Taehyung approached the grandmother who was making milk in the kitchen.
"That's milk for us huh, Grandma."
The middle-aged woman looked over with a smile. Then she gave a glass of warm milk to the cello. "Yes, drink first. Then please bring all of you to make adek. Is she awake yet?"
"So, uh, another shower, Grandma. Maybe it's over now." Cello received Lynda's helping glass and drank a glass of milk in her hand up to the toilet.
"This has adek. Let me bring it now." He held out an empty glass in his hand, then received a tray containing a glass of milk for his sister.
"Ati-ati bring the champ yes, child pinter." Cello nodded with a very cute expression.
"Yes Grandma." The boy rushed to the room following his sister with a glass of milk in hand. She placed her tray on the dressing table where Cilla was standing drying her hair with a towel.
"Susu for you. Drink first, hunt cold later!"
But Cilla looked up, leaving Cello still standing in front of the mirror alone. The cello that felt it had nothing wrong was made to frown in astonishment.
"You why? That feeling I didn't bother you. Your toys are all intact. Nothing I touch."
Cilla still remained silent while wiping her hair with a towel as if she did not feel the presence of Cello in the room.
"Dad!" He approached, his face a little scared to see Cilla's expression turning cold like ice cubes.
Usually the child is always raging and nagging when angry or the item is touched. This time, he chose silence. Making feathers all over the cello's body bristles is unusual.
"Why are you? If you're angry with me I said, don't get dumped by me." Cello hurriedly grabbed his sister's arm. But as fast as lightning Cilla brushed him aside in a rude gesture until the little man jumped over.
"Don't hold me, yeah!"
Cilla's face turned red, her eyes were as if she was about to cry, but her aura was furious.
"You why? Are you all because Evan is dating Malika? Don't think about it, anyways we're all still small, and they'll break up. If you want to date Doni, he said he likes you."
Again the little girl nodded indifferently. I don't want to hear or see her sister's face at all. There was a stifled vibration that he was trying to hide. Making Cello turn frantic and start second-guessing something unnatural.
"So Lisa's mother and Hanhan's father came here, but you were sleeping" said Cello trying to lure something. "So we deliberately didn't make you, Kasian," he continued.
Cilla bringsut from the top of her bed without commenting anything. His face was becoming more and more indifferent. He put the wet towel in place and tried to stay away whenever approached by Cello.
The irritated cello reflexively pulled his sister's hair until it shrieked in pain. "What the hell?" sulcan Cilla jutek's.
"What the hell is you! Since waking up so strange behavior. Am I wrong, what are you trying to do? Why not too!" the boy was upset and did not understand.
Cilla stared intently at Cello with a crimson face growing more and more violent. "From now on, you don't have to talk to me anymore. We are not sisters either!"
Sontak Cello is great. "You're nothing, Dek. We're brother and sister forever to die!"
"No! You're not my brother anymore!" Then away, the farther away it is as if there is a wall that limits the distance between the two.
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Hi Hai. don't forget to give a lot of gifts, so that this novel can rise in rank. Amens
It's spoiled Visual Cilla
It looks like her mom