HELLO, MY BOSS!
Hospital

Fortunately, the wound on Ello's head wasn't too deep. There was only a light hook on his forehead. But Farhan had already penetrated the souls of parents, he called his adoptive mother Dina to come to the hospital immediately. Along the way, Lisa also kept watching Farhan who was worried about her nephew. Farhan's driving style is not funny, he is like a racer who is on the takeoff of a match. Although good at driving, still Lisa felt like she was invited to heart gymnastics by him. Don't ask Cilla, the little girl likes to be invited to speeding.

Entering the hospital, Farhan's face grew increasingly worried. Only in a state of panic, the breathing stone can be transformed into a candy exploded favorite of children.

After seeing Ello's condition, Farhan immediately sent Lisa to the hospital cafeteria with Cilla. He also told Lisa to stay there until Farhan came. The man didn't want Dina's mom to know about Lisa. The name of the old man, there must be a talk if you see Farhan carrying a woman by his side. Farhan's journey is still long. It's not time to introduce Lisa to her parents. Too heavy, unless Lisa's willing to marry him.

Exactly ten minutes from Lisa and Cilla's departure to the cafeteria, Farhan's adoptive mother named Dina comes with her foster sister William. Mami Dina also brought her first granddaughter Gibran, to keep Cello from getting bored in the hospital. The newly awakened child immediately hugged the grandmother, spoiled while his hands occasionally gnawed. His eyes were slightly closed due to sleepiness.

"Tuh, Mum. Ello looks a lot like his father. I can't see the milk. His hands went straight everywhere" William murmured. Mami Dina directly hit William's shoulder irritated.

"really right? Gibran never did, sleeping alone, independent," said William defending his own son.

Among the three grandchildren, the one most seen loved by her grandmother is Cello. The boy slightly resembled his spoiled papa. There's a mix of Jennie's mom. Makes the nature of the cello look spoiled at once naughty.

"His name is also a small child" the mother defended.

Farhan only smiled at the debate between mother and child. In fact, papa Teddy who has not joined their discussion.

It feels really good to see a scene like this. All the families have confirmed the departure of the twins' parents. No more crying like before. Everyone is smiling happily like two couples who might be happy with God up there.

"Gibran didn't want that kayak," William teased as he pointed at Cello. The boy shakes in disgust. And then answer,

"Don't want, Dad, to drink milk in a glass. Let it be pinter" said the boy.

The joke continues. Farhan became the most silent party of all.

After Cello fell asleep, Dina's mother put the cute boy to his place. Put him to bed carefully so as not to wake up again.

"Han, how? Have you got another baby sitter?" ask mami Dina.

"Yet, Mam. Still process. Maybe soon," replied Farhan with a sigh—pelan. Put his back head on the back of the cello's outpatient room sofa.

He was also almost tired of looking for a nanny for the twins.

Though Farhan has raised the salary high enough to be a baby sitter twins. 10 million per month for one person, in the record must master English. Because the standard salary of a maid model so ranges from 5 to 7 million.

"Later help me find, huh. You see, pity, they're less well-maintained if there's no female touch."

For some reason, Dina's mami words sound like satire for the jomlo ngenes Farhan. Code hard for the man to get married soon. Farhan simply nodded silently, smiling wryly without any sense of burden. Being told to get married was common, Farhan had not thought too much about it all this time.

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An hour passed, Lisa and Cilla were already very bored waiting in the cafeteria, but Farhan never came. Making two girls of different ages was cornered because of boredom.

"Living boss," Lisa mumbled softly, not expecting the girl's complaint to be heard by the little guy's plain ears sitting down and eating fried sausage.

"Kayo ben jan. It's just lepot," Cilla quipped using the power of her mercon's mouth.

Holy hooch! Lisa's gawking. That little boy had his mouth so clever. It's not wrong what he said. If you are bored, do not live. Ah, but it feels weird. Children today catch his intelligence extraordinary.

"Which father?" Cilla's nineteen-time question floated again. The girl is holding her chin—malas. I don't like Lisa's presence.

"No, call me a psychic. Cilla's not vinegar," the little girl snapped.

Compared to the reverse world with her sister Cello. Until this moment Cilla is still upset with Lisa because she was glared at Lisa time in the elevator. I don't know why, he was lazy when he saw Lisa.

"So why are you teyus' father, cih?" grunt the girl with a face full of protest. There might be a big question mark on the girl's forehead.

"Because we work together," Lisa answered logically.

"Our sister's our mother, huh?" scabbed again.

Lisa clucked in her heart. Staring at the little girl with eyebrows shot up by one.

"Why really?" ask Lisa again. His face was made fierce to avenge Cilla's jutek treatment.

"Gak boyeh, Cilla wants to have a aunt like Bianca Caca Malica. He was kind, not fierce like Big Brother," the little girl sneered. "Udah gayak, jeyek, uga jeyek dress, not good like aunt Bianca," he added later.

Lisa is upset. Heart's hot. The girl was lured by Cilla's spicy talk. If the child was not a descendant of the sultan, Lisa had already rent the ear of the nyinyir girl. Basic sucks!

"Beauty is relative, if your brother is rich, you will also buy good clothes that are branded like yours," Lisa replied not to lose. His hands touched the child's branded clothes with a laugh.

"Delati brother deketin rich bial father? Dad is rich! Cilla asked for clothes and expensive toys. Brother want to get daddy's clothes?"

Damnit damnit! Lisa snarled in arrogance. He was sure, lasted another hour with the child mouthed demon chili, finished already his history.

"You're so cute!" Pinched Cilla's cheek. "Who taught you that?" ask Lisa.

"I'm a pintel, no one's ajalin!" the answer.

"Oh, pinter! Who the hell, your mom and dad's name, how can you bum it?" ask Lisa scuffles. His teeth were so grumbling.

"Mama Panda and papa Teddy, donk!" the boy defended.

Suddenly someone patted Lisa on the shoulder from behind. The girl turned around, looking up as she stared at the tall body standing right behind her.

"Toxic girl?" exclaim that man. "Haha. You're a poisonous girl, I thought you'd gone where. What are you doing here?"

"Om William knows Lisa's sister?" ask Cilla in wonder. Look at the man who just came.

"Of course you know. Lisa's sister was the first to successfully poison your father with a drug stall. Great, right?" William proudly told me. It was as if Lisa had done a noble thing deserving of an oskar trophy.

"How are you doing? Turns out Farhan's still keeping you, huh, Hahaha!" William laughed even harder.

Lisa clenched both her hands furiously. Lisa's ugliness in Cilla's eyes growing totality. The girl was on Cilla's black list on a mission to find a stepmother.

Ah, why meet this bitch, anyway? Lisa's growls held back her emotions from exploding.

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Thanks to those who have helped vote yes, I am touched by you who are willing to go shoulder to shoulder. Let me up again. Don't break the support.😘