HELLO, MY BOSS!
Chapter 60: (Season 2)

"Grandfather, today I don't have to bring bekel!"

Cello was enjoying a bowl of chicken porridge when he saw two stockpiles brought from the kitchen by the grandmother.

The middle-aged woman turned her head in wonder as she placed her grandchildren's stock box on the table. "Why? You'll be a laper, Ell!"

The boy shook his head excitedly. "Engga dong Nek .. later I want to be brought bekel with my future wife!"

"Eh?" Your reflexes blink repeatedly. "Who's wife Ell?" tanya mother is still trying to be patient with information that makes her heart almost fall to the bottom of the stomach.

"Malica! Malika Goddess Alfarik's name," replied the boy without hesitation. Cilla who heard the name called turned cynical.

"He's a fourth-grade boy, Grandma. His son, the foreman, his best friend Papa Teddy, who worked in papah's workshop!"

"Ello already has a girlfriend?" asked Hermawan's father immediately swiftly ambushed Cello with questions. While the mother pulls the chair, try to digest the surprising words of her favorite grandson.

"Not a cake!"

Speaking in a half-swinging tone, Cello looked at his grandparents in turn. “We don't date, but he's already my wife, because if we're already big we'll get married!”

“If it's big, ‘kan?” Mother wiped the soy sauce stain on the corner of Cello's lips with her thumb. “So if you're a kid can't date ya!”

“Engga dong Grandma. Ell wants to marry me directly like papah and mamah.”

Oh, my gosh! It turns out the behavior of his granddaughter is not as terrible as you imagine. Only limited to mere children's jokes that hobby hammered into adults, thought mother.

“The boy is a bitch! Malika does not necessarily like him, but already want to marry!” cibir Cilla is getting cynical.

“Review yes, don't tell me to buy siomay again you!” His naughty hands reflexively grabbed Cilla's hair pigtails until they escaped. Resulting in long hair was decomposed and back ruffled.

The girl screamed whimpering, “Granny! Kaka is a mulu fad! You know you want to leave”

"Ouch! This fight you guys had this early in the morning. Eat adek do not disturb his brother mulu." Mother immediately broke up and put her body position in the middle of them. "Here's the real grandma's pigtails."

The middle-aged grandmother combed Cilla's hair by hand, then tied it back neatly. Not to forget he put food supplies into Cilla's bag.

"Ell really don't want to bring bekel, is it?" ask me to make sure again.

"Yes Grandma! It was brought by Malika. He promised yesterday. Later if you bring two don't mess."

"okay! Alright!"

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Bell's break sign reads, confidently Cello walks into Malika's class to collect the boy's promise yesterday. Now that Cello is free to meet Malika at any time, the teacher has no suspicion of them because both parents have confirmed that they are friends without any sign of significant strangeness.

"They!" Cello ran into Malika's class, sitting on the former student's chair, which was right next to the little girl.

"I want to get my fried rice. Where's?"

"Fried rice?" Malika's forehead forms three straight wrinkles. "What fried rice?"

"Fried rice it's me! Yesterday you promised to bring me a rich fried rice bekel Evan, so today I deliberately did not bring food bekel."

"Geez! I forgot Ell!"

Malika looked at Cello while putting on a slightly guilty face. Making the little man beside her pursed her lips and dropped her chin on the table.

"So far from now what am I eating dong? I'm a really laper!" He had put on the most adorable face of melas, making the inner Malika packed with her expression that was already cute.

"I bought fried rice in the cafeteria, won't I? The canteen fried rice is also delicious, just like my mother's," the boy pleaded his eyes.

"I never eat canteen food. Not doyan," said Cello refused. His face was getting cooed like the folds of a used newspaper. "Here you are, I do not need to eat, let you die!"

"Eh! You're talking about Ell?" Malika is getting more confused. He had completely forgotten that the little man sitting next to him was Marcello Giovani. A clever little devil figure cornered the human heart to be hatched and feel guilty to him.

"Let's go! If I die, I can meet Mom and Dad! You can also live a good life, no need to make fried rice for me, just make Evan your girlfriend!" ketus Cello is full of emphasis in every tone of his speech.

"We have not been dating yet, afraid of being scolded by father. Don't talk about it, dong." With a little fear, Malika took out a box of her supplies from inside the bag. "Eat my bekel yes, eat with me. Tomorrow I promise to bring you better fried rice than Evan's."

The boy still put his chin on the table. Her inertia signaled that she was still craving for the annoying girl who was trying to seduce her.

Malika started to open her box. The smell of the vegetable capcay that poured out thickly from inside the container made Cello gradually her body a little away. Malika knows that Cello does not like to eat dishes made of vegetables, except conjured in the form of tempura, but for the trust he must carry, Malika must make a strategy so that Cello will eat his provisions.

Malika feels full responsibility for the child's safety. Her own father had warned Malika to be kind and succumb to Cello in any case. Farhan and Lisa have also dropped the Cello on Malika because they know she has always been her role model at school. So Malika was afraid to let Cello hold her hunger alone.

"I don't eat vegetables!" firmly Cello slightly glanced at the stock with his tail.

"Tried first Ell. Later if it's already married 'will have to eat vegetables." The little girl folded her lips slightly, not expecting that such ludicrous words would be spoken from her tiny lips.

"Will not! You eat there yourself!"

"Jude, I ate by myself. So you're ready to die, are you? Then we can't get married, can we? If you had died first, I might have married Evan."

Cello turned his head back to face Malika. "You're a bummer, anyway?"

"Eat first." Malik thrust his box towards Cello who was back sitting tight. "You eat half, the rest will be for me, but if you do not eat abisin, then I will buy meatballs dikantin."

"Judah here!" Cello stared at the amused vegetables as if he was screaming at himself. "I eat! Just be careful if you dare to marry Evan!"

The boy's eyes glared full of threat. Where a second later he scooped the capcay rice until it ended up in filled his mouth. In the first masticushe feels like he is chewing poison, but is forced to keep him alive and grow to be big.

Congrats! Malika finally survived.

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