HELLO, MY BOSS!

HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 78: (Season 2)


"His name will be circumcised. I don't want you to look. Go there, ah!"


Making the girl's eyes grope, then wipe the corner of her eyes with half-bleed lips. "So bad brother, even though I only want to be on the deck Brother! Mau mastiin Sister is fine during circumcision. Don't want to see it's you!" the girl was caving.


"I'm afraid brother why-not. I can't leave my sister!" So scared Cilla left her sister. As if circumcision is an audition event ahead of sakratulmaut.


"Ehem!" The doctor re-entered with a fresher face after being treated to coffee. "Yes already if here is not papa, but Adeknya do not be noisy, do not look at it Brother! The doctor asked for ten minutes!"


"Yes Doc" replied Cilla. "I want to be here, sister," the little girl asked for the umpteenth time.


Finally Cello nodded with a sense of forced from the once-in-a-lifetime circumcision event ended in failure.


"Her eyes look at brother dong! The screen wants the doctor to open it," the doctor's order with a name tag that says Dr. Fikri Nasution SpBS it as soft as possible.


Cilla according.


His eyes turned to look at the tense face of the older brother who had been lying on his back with a glove wrapped down there. "Don't be afraid, brother!" said Cilla cheering.


And everyone there knew that Cilla was the most timid. It was evident the little girl's body was bristling and slightly shaking.


The doctor smiled as he stuck a needle into the anesthetic bottle that his assistant had just given him.


Cello was closed in fear when he saw the syringe had been pointed into the air. Ready to use to stab a wrinkled minimalist bird down there. "Don't look anywhere. Look at me, I'm pretty, aren't I, sister?" cilla asked in a slightly hoarse voice as if holding back a cry.


"Yes, pretty!" The boy grimaced in pain as a pointy needle pierced his body down there. The forehead of the cello begins to condense. Where Cilla immediately swiftly wiped the sweat points with her thumb. Do it painstakingly like a mother.


The doctor began to launch the action while Cilla invited her brother to talk to distract. In contrast to that earlier, this time the little girl was very easy to work with.


Not long after, there was a smell of a scorching nose. It seems like the laser cut has already started.


Cilla glanced down a little, it seemed that the circumstances down there were terrible for her. Hurriedly the girl looked at her brother's tense face back.


"I'm not papa, who's afraid it's you. Here hug!"


The two of them embrace each other to strengthen each other. This incident is exactly like when both of them left their parents a few years ago.


Almost every day they hug when the miss to their parents comes. That way they became strong, feeling they still had something very precious to guard.


"Yes already! Now the shape is good, no longer wrinkled like his sister said," said the doctor smiling.


The holster has come down again after the minimalist bird cicuit was wrapped in a safety cage so as not to escape.


"Thank you, Doc!" say Cello and Cilla compact.


Cilla was a little surprised because the process was not as terrible as he thought. Even last night she was restless and could not sleep thinking about how her brother's fate would be tomorrow. He was afraid of something terrible happening and made him have to lose his only brother. It turned out that circumcision was not as scary as Cilla imagined.


"So soon, the doctor's going to the bathroom." Doctor Fikri wiped the corner of his reminiscing eyes. The assistant still seemed busy cleaning up the remnants of the bird's execution equipment earlier.


"Why is the doctor crying, brother?"


"I don't know, his hand was cut off!" answer the original Cello.


They did not know that the doctor was filled with sweet behavior both.


In the bathroom, the doctor was sitting limp while neutralizing a heart that had changed melow since earlier.


This is history throughout his career. For the first time, it is not the patient of children who cry during circumcision, but the doctor who held back the crying since the cutting process took place because it was touched by the closeness of the brothers who had been abandoned by his parents.


And when his duty as a doctor was completed, his tears spilled unbearably again. He felt sorry for being annoyed at the sister who had been sulking ever since. Even if examined more deeply, he is just a child who is afraid of losing his only precious brother.


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