The Barbarians of Ceo
Chapter 2

Lalita is a little overwhelmed when handling Natasha's tangled hair, where the hair Natasha has is very hard and unruly. " How long haven't you been shampooing?"  Lalita's question makes Natasha now answer with her jutek face, "It's only been a month."

Lalita was surprised to hear an answer from Natasha, where she glanced at Sarah who only shrugged her shoulders, "You should not be surprised like that, his name is a rock n roll singer and also a metal style that must be like this. "

The woman who owns the salon is now advising Sarah's child slowly, "it's still that if you really like metal style, you should be able to take good care of yourself.  Because cleanliness is number one let alone beauty."

Natasha completely ignored Lalita's words, by covering both hands was not like if advised like that. 

"I changed your hair color?"

Natasha was certainly surprised, by Lalita's words, where she stood and said, "I don't want my hair to be changed."

Sarah's trying to seduce her only child into dressing up to be a whole woman, "Dear, your hair has to be changed, just be polite."

"But ma, what will my friend Natasha say?"

"Before it can be changed again!" 

In the end Natasha according, where she listened to the words of her mother, Lalita who had itched to see the unkempt hair, now floated her action. 

Just take care of the hair, it takes 3 hours, not to mention taking care of Natasha's long nails that have not been cut. 

Especially with a tattoo-like patch on Natasha's hands and body. 

Sarah had guessed that the process to change her child was quite time consuming, where Lalita almost confused herself, when she saw the earrings on Natasha's ears were lined up. 

"My dog?"

Sarah tried to hold her son's hand, "Had Natasha just a few pairs of earrings as well.  Let me buy you something better than that."

Natasha turned her lips and answered the words of her mother." Mama promised, beware of lying."

Tuttt …. Natasha's farting voice was so loud that it was heard by the servants in Lalita's salon. 

"Natasha are you farting?"

Natasha just smiled, enjoying the smell of the gas she had just let out. 

" Yes, Natasha can't stand it!" Sarah is confused herself, should in what way educate the only child who is really wayward and can not be taken care of it. 

Sarah reluctantly pushed Natasha's ear so hard, "ah it hurts so much. "

" That's why fart is not arbitrary."

" It's just a matter of farting also until discussed as such, nih mah many people who can not fart it must spend millions for the operation. Let them fart, Mama should realize that fart is a gift that God has given us, so that we can get toxic gas out of our bodies."

" What you said is true, but not until Natasha's whole thing, you've really gone too far once you're what woman …."

Natasha stopped her mother's words by saying, "men are happening. Is that what Mama said?"

Clenching both hands did not understand the nature of the child that, "Natasha quickly back you, where are you going?"

" I'm going to go bad with mama!"

" If you walk your feet away from this salon, make sure you won't get the pocket money."

Which one will not laugh, hearing the words of the Mother who scolded her child like a child. 

Natasha's metal and hotshot nature, turned into a whiny. 

"That's right, ma. "

"Yes, that's why you're following."

Natasha's two eyes reddened, she glanced towards the people who were laughing at her. 

"What do you see, huh. Want what?"

They seemed to shut their mouths, not daring to laugh at Natasha back. 

Natasha, began to be handled by Lalita with great care, let alone discuss about cleanliness.  Natasha was so dirty and unkempt, that a pile of fleas lodged in her hair.  Several times, scratching his own head, the lice flew up to hit the two protruding fruits. 

"box, lice. "

Natasha acted, where the waiters at Lalita's salon were without fear, as well as the customers. 

Natasha managed to escape from the salon subscription of the mother. He ran away and ran away, where. 

Tiddhdd ….

Brakkk ….

What the hell's going on? 

Natasha started waking up from the street, where her head felt very dizzy, which was holding both of her legs, "My feet are still safe."

running to the road, Natasha almost gets hit by a car driving towards her.

Swiped softly on his chest and said, "geez I'm still alive. "

Natasha tried to get up from the streets to get away from the pursuit of her mother, as well as the salon guards, she did not want if her hair had to be made neat.

The figure of a man came out, approaching Natasha who he accidentally hit, "Mom, no why right?"

Natasha, now pulls the hand of the man who almost hit her. Where they enter simultaneously.

"Natasha, where are you?"

Hearing Sarah's scream, Natasha tells the man to run her car, "Hurry up, turn on the car."

"Wouldn't. "

Natasha got out, then pulled the man's shoulder to get out of the car, where she wanted to run the car. " Heh, what are you doing, crazy are you ya."

"Quick in. "

He told the man to come in, because he knew he was in an emergency.

"Bod*h what are you doing."

A man named Edwin, trying to pull Natasha's hand out of his car.

"Ohhh, my hand hurts. "

The sound of car axes shocked them. Both. " Heh, if you want to love the love of rich Indian movies there, play it multiplied, let it fall."

Edwin and Natasha looked at the man who said to her, "even begong, get out of the way quickly."

Sarah's coming, her hand's starting to catch her only child, "Natasha why are you so reckless?"

Lalita held her breath, feeling a sense of aversion in her chest.

Natasha tries to find an idea that Sarah is not forcing her to dress up, she pulls Edwin's hand back into the car.

"Natasha's." Shouted Sarah, chasing after her son who left.

While Edwin grumbled angrily at Natasha

"Crazy ya you, "

"Remember quickly in. "

Natasha tells Edwin to get in the car, gas the car, where the mother continues to pour the glass car gedor his son.

"Down you son, where are you going?"

Natasha does not care what the mother says, she drives a car at high speed, where the dust knows the pot about the beautiful face of Lalita.

"Hooh, hooh. "

"Natasha, you. "

Clenching both hands, confused by the behavior of his son who increasingly can not be set.

"Oh my goodness, Lalita, your black face is rich in fire. "

Lalita held her face and cried hysterically.