The Childish And The Beast
#30 The chase
“I am the king of the seas! Fight, you have to walk straight to the wooden board. Fall with your pride! Argh arg arg arg!”
Confidently, Nanda put on her origami hat. With paper whiskers that are dyed black and affixed only with clear tape. One of his hands closed one of his eyes. One held a colored pencil and pointed to the sky.
His spirit is something. Make the employees who both use the coloring room, can not be separated to pay attention.
The child he was keeping was calm. Along with the picture and crayon he used at the low table.
“While guard who, take care of who.”
“Argh!” the pirate's acting continues. This time he pointed to the employee who criticized this, “Fall you to the bottom of the sea! Move!”
These employees laughed loudly. Laughing Nanda. But Nanda's thick face did not respond.
“Nanda!” Omar came up with Nanda's guitar, “Why are you...? What are mustaches?”
“Arg! I am the captain for you! Move your feet and clean the ship, deck boy!”
“Deck boy, your palam!” Omar flicked Nanda's paper hat, “Don't mess around! Work!”
“It works,” Nanda received his guitar from Omar's hand. He remembers leaving her in the kitchen yesterday, “Thanks.”
“Nanda told to be a babysitter, Mar,” another worker explained first.
“Oh, Daffa sir told?”
“Iya,” Nanda plucked a few strings while throwing a cynical look, “Esay don't play accuse aja~”
Omar does not accept that he is wrong, “You will often skip work!”
“Ye, where is it! I'm an OB exemplar~ Been there, work!” boasted of himself while playing complicated tones on his guitar.
The sweet conversation between friends must stop. Omar also has a busy cleaning schedule. Today there are two OB's that permit plus Nanda who is being unable to help. Make it have to be extra work.
“Ups,” Nanda realized he plucked the wrong string. Realize, there's still a lot to learn.
“Om,” Abizar looks close, “That's guitar om?”
“Iya, new to buy. Cool no?” Nanda showed off his guitar.
Abizar sits relaxed on the carpet though closer, “That's the usual cheap guitar on the market.”
Ouchs. Nanda's self-esteem is not very high so this falls again. He did not think this three-year-old child would understand more like that.
Even everyone, who heard, laughed at this surprise.
How else would you like? He has been making a lot of money lately. Although most of it was bribe money, it was still Nanda's sustenance. But he has to hold back. That money should not be spent on itself. Ummi treatment is very expensive.
As a result, he could buy his own guitar, albeit an inexpensive one.
“Borrow, om,” Abizar hand outstretched.
Nanda puffing her cheeks, “Ye, what's the matter? Guitar is cheap!”
“That's it, Nan. Hahaha!!”
“Si Abi loh just honest.”
With a heavy heart, this man hands off his guitar after Abizar slightly forced him, “Awas broken!”
“Hmm...,” this sweet boy takes a position.
Talent does not look at age. Who would have thought. This little guy is great playing his guitar, next to his smaller body. Even better than Nanda usually.
“Kok can?!” nanda eyes twinkle, “Ajarin dong~!” Nanda put his guitar back on.
While Abizar grabbed back the bear-faced backpack with the name Abizar on it, “Abi also taught herself.”
“Wah, Nanda, not ashamed of what? Hahahah!”
Nanda returned to that group of bullies, “Why be ashamed? It's not wrong.”
But it even invites laughter that continues.
“Om,” Abizar this time whispered.
“Napa?”
He held out his backpack to Nanda. Show what's inside. Nanda's neck spontaneously bent helping him look inside.
This little boy is still whispering, “next him Abi accidentally to bring.”
“Huh?” Nanda is watching better.
That thing really moves. Showing himself as a small white rabbit. It's a random unexpected thing. It's even hard to digest Nanda.
“You buy a drink. Anything nitip?” one employee who is crammed choose to approach the door, “Nanda, Abi, want to nitip? Minimarket.”
“Oh? No... No, Nanda's absentminded” tries to answer as normally as possible.
“Abi also does not. Thanks.”
This employee opened the one-way mirror door, “Kay Kay,” he left.
“Om,” the pressure that was still whispering from Abizar shocked Nanda. This boy pointed towards the door, “Rabbit Abi.”
Nanda directed his attention outward. It shows the small, short-tailed creature leaping freely outside the coloring facility. The moment of silence stiffened with a breath of panicked Nanda's sigh.
What a random day. Today Nanda was told to catch a rabbit that had just been introduced less than five minutes ago.
The two men ran out the door and searched. This animal is not only agile, working hours make it even harder to see.
“Auw!”
“Sorry!”
Nanda even had to hit a lot of people. But they have to run.
Again with an unreadable random. Nanda was made to panic at the behavior of the rabbit who turned out to be clever escape, by climbing the stairs.
Child by ladder they finally climbed.
Stop chasing them. One man came out of one room, this man....
“Where are you going?! Abi! Don't run!” Daffa stopped in their running lane, in front of the door he closed, “Nanda, you should take care Abi not to go anywhere!”
“Iya. This is not everywhere,” Nanda can not stay at one point as if itchy to want to run.
Daffa did not understand at all. Seeing this OB is like a hot caterpillar who does not want to stay still, “Can be silent not his legs?!”
“That's sir!”
“That's what?!”
“Om Daffa,” Abizar tugging Daffa shirt, “Si white blur into.”
“White?” Daffa. Recall remember will that name, “Why white here?!”
This uncle knew of the rabbit that Abizar had just adopted. He could not have guessed that there was an animal wandering in his office.
Just be right. This really isn't the right time. Today's guest, Miss Windi, is already with Adira upstairs. He has an animal allergy.
Daffa should think fast, “Inside there are important guests. Don't fuss.”
“Lah, continues? The rabbit?”
“Listen, Nanda comes in if I give you a sign. Look at me inside from here. Remember, secretly.”
Nanda's trying to handle this randomness back. He just nodded.
This Daffa breathed. Entering quietly. He should be calm and grateful for the layout of the client who stands casually in front of the monitor. The door at the very back keeps the rabbit away from the client.
But he has to move fast.
This client has been handled by many people at once Adira himself. Daffa must approach Adira.
“Bu,” Daffa whisper.
“What documents already?” Adira asked firmly.
“The problem is ma'am, I'm sorry,” Daffa is still whispering, “Abi, he brought a rabbit. The rabbit went in here.”
“What?” Adira was surprised not to play.
“”Hachu!” this client turned out to already have a reaction to his allergy, “Why suddenly sneeze like this?”
Adira looked around. Finding Nanda's head emerging from behind the open door. The pair of eyes found a quiet rabbit in the back of the room.
He has to rack his brain.
“Mira, please ask OB for new fragrance love. Jigar, get me the documents on Daffa's desk. Daffa, I think need to explain more about the design. There are some things to explain, right?”
“Iya ma'am,” Daffa understands the circumstances. He approached the client trying to get his attention.
These two employees were led indirectly by Adira. To get out through the other door in front of the room. And Adira's eyes found Nanda still stuck. One of his index fingers gave instructions for Nanda to enter.
Although Nanda slowly needs time to think.
“Incite, om,” Abizar whispered in a very slow voice.
Nanda noticed it and nodded. Slowly he entered the room.
“Bu Adira,” this client is calling.
Fortunately Adira managed to behave normally, “Iya, bu?”
“If for example... hachi! Gee. This why the hell?” this Miss Windi started to get bothered by her sneezing.
Daffa holds out a box of tissues, “Sorry Mom. Maybe our OB is less cleaning this place.”
He received a tissue, “Padahal entered earlier was not papa.”
Adira realized, things will get noisier. He realized, Nanda had just caught the rabbit with no sound.
Good, he thought. His hand immediately waved behind his body telling Nanda to leave.
Nanda did not understand it. He smiled sweetly in response to Adira's misty face even though he tried to calm down.
“So, bu.”
Adira tries to stay calm, “Iya, mom, why?”
They spoke again as Nanda sat on the floor hugging her rabbit. Occasionally there is an opportunity, Adira does move her hand again for cueing. And Nanda is still trying to understand.
Abizar came to save the situation, “Told out om,” he does not need to make a sound, can already pull this om plan.
Eventually he got out of the room. They can breathe. And laugh together.
Random, it's random.