ARROGANT BOSS AND KARYAWATI SABLENG

Please, Don't Baper

##17-chapter Please, Don't Baper

Yato rubbed his ears which still felt hot. Actually, he's not a bad boy. But, because of the trap of his friends he became imba.

Damn her. If his brother or family knows he got this punishment, then plus the punishment later.

This double teacher also requested that Yato, make a statement signed by the parents.

Walking towards the classroom with a resentful heart, it was like Yato was angry with those who made it this way.

Like it not like, Yato must accept fate if later it will get additional punishment.

The mature-skinned man said the truth is what happened at school to his mother and father..

"Have you eaten yet?" ningsih asked, when Yato who came home from school instead of changing clothes, but was busy approaching her.

Yato wanted to say something, but when her mother said that she had better eat first. Come to think of it right later, right, want to be scolded for fear of fainting because there is no energy.

Yeah, well, the guy goes into the locker room and then there's lunch.

After eating again he approached his mother. Yato, indeed the person is rancid and also likes nosy but if for school affairs he does not want to hide from his parents.

Slowly he told his mother that there was something to talk about. When Ningsih was confused sarwani happened to be sitting next to him.

Yato then shows a warning letter from the teacher that the parents must sign. As soon as they read they were all shocked.

"What the fuck, Yato! Why can you be accused of keeping a collection of porn books. You dare, you've been this naughty."

Sarwani is ready to take a broom to hit her son. Ningsih defends Yato as his favorite son.

"Don't dong, sir. Her name is also a bachelor child maybe Yato is curious."

"The question is to make you ashamed!" Sarwani took a broomstick to beat his son, not for violence just to educate. Yato also did not feel that his body became sick.

But, uh, he wanted to explain here that actually he was not wrong at all it was his friends who put books in bags and Yato did not know that when examined it turned out they kept a collection of books like that's why he got scolded too.

"Yato swore an oath, sir." The teenager held up two fingers. "Yato does not mess around, the real school intention is just the behavior of friends. That's why I signed first."

"Just ask for an autograph. If you repeat tomorrow? If you're really keeping those books?"

Yato raised a brave hand of oath. Sarwani then sighed.

"Inget, Yes, you have to school right pity that your brother works hard for your expenses. Don't be naughty at school. This time I believe that you do not keep such things. Next time you get to the case again, you'll never believe your words."

"Yes. Mr." Yato nodded immediately.

"Sir." Before his father left Yato called. "Please don't tell me about Nesta."

You see, if Neta finds out Yato bia lost extra pocket money. Not later he will be complicated if you want to buy something.

"Hem." Sarwani just muttered

***

"Papa, what's the matter with Nesta? How, rage?"

Viano glanced at his son, he cleared his throat feeling the wrong attitude. He must straighten so that the King's mind is not contaminated.

"Not so, you don't follow adults anymore."

The king was confused, Nesta let out a short sigh. Look, if you're a father, you don't know how to babysit. Think this little boy understands that language, what?

"If you ask an adult, can't you, Pa?"

"You saw what was asked. If it's a business that should not be meddled by children, children should not ask."

Viano has bent his face. He felt this was because he was close to Nesta, so the King gave him a headache.

"Sir, don't be like a child." Nesta spoke without looking at Viano, her head sideways. Kan, brash then, his name.

Viano chose to close the King's ears. Mending left the place before Nesta further damaged the King's brain.

"Pa, where are we going?"

"Find a better place, Papa accompany the King to play."

The king was still confused when the steps were dragged by Viano. But, he then realized that with Nesta it was quite fun. Hence, the boy stopped his steps.

"Pa, Miss Nesta is dead?"

"Let's go, he's grown up. Know the way home." After all, there will be no one who wants to kidnap a model woman like that. Bankrupt.

Nesta was still cengo behind them. Want to follow the conversation afraid to say not worth meddling. That's why he chose silence. Even though they see it talking about it. The safest way is to keep your mouth shut.

"You can go home" Viano said as he looked back. There are no pleasantries. Feels expelled Nesta.

"Yes, sir." Nesta's back in the body ready to go.

"Sister Nesta." The king ran towards him, then held Nesta's hand. "Don't go home, dong.Raja still likes to play with Kak Nesta."

Actually, love is also, anyway, Nesta is the same King. But, if his father has already seen where he might survive there.

"Sister Nesta is just as pummeled, huh?"

Huh, marahan. It sounds like a romantic.

"No, you know what marahan means."

"Or." The king looked at Nesta solemnly. "Okay mama's father Davin's friend of the King, he said they also like marahan."

Nesta wanted to laugh, but just saw Viano approaching them immediately shut up. Not yet what has been playing protests he about the King which is why the long discussion is very similar to Nesta.

"Ja, Sister Nesta wants to go home, huh!" This is not because of drama. Except for the salary cut. By the way, Viano's rule he shouldn't be near.

"Yes, let Nesta go home" said Viano.

Look Vinao is supporting Nesta away, the girl pursed her lips.

"Papa, you know, it's already here. Papa can keep the king going to play anything."

The king withered a little. He did feel the most pleasant thing. Nesta is not an adult woman who must keep the image in front of everyone. Can the papa be as subtle as Nesta? The king doubts that.

"Where home!" Viano glared at Nesta, as the King was silent.

Nesta's nosy brain is even active if it is wronged like this.

"Yes, Sir. I understand, really, if you want to keep the authority in front of the child."

Viano raised his chin slightly, haughty in style.

"Soal will be embarrassed, if the king's papa is burly, authoritative, the company leader will lose playing dingdong." Shut up, wear a shy blush style like a spoiled girl. Nesta mocked her boss, obviously.

Viano doesn't like playing Nesta. His brain is pretty smart. Masa, handle the big project he can, play the game the kids lose?

"Your party must have been school time never ranked one, huh?"

"Eh, what, you know?" Nesta's eyes are breaking.

Guess from his style that can be proud only to play children's games.

"Your highest achievement, must be champion one eating crackers."

"Waaaah!" Nesta felt Viano was good at fortune-telling. He's amazed. "You can guess who my soul mate is?"

Good Lord! Viano patted the jidat. Nesta's IQ is not under a hundred. Viano satire, taken seriously.

"Pa, Sister Nesta is indeed very good. The proof!" The king raised his chin to the hand of Nesta who was carrying five puppets. "Main a claw machine, can get a lot of gifts."

"Oh!" With his chest puffed up, Viano seemed to underestimate "Papa can get more."

"Really, Pa?" King semringah. "Papa's party has a touch of kindness huh?"

"Huh?" Viano wonder. What new vocabulary is that!

King nodded. "Said Sister Nesta, so."

Danger, Viano began to think again to obey the King's will to meet Nesta. Not yet 24 hours, his son has been poisoned. Don't-don't, tomorrow he hits the sableng.

"Nothing, that's a lie."

"Sir, kok, ngmong that!" Nesta did not accept being accused of being a liar. "Father, if you don't want to lose, don't tell me I'm lying. Just proof!"

Well, Nesta's challenging. "okay!" Viano accepted the challenge. "I can prove it."

"Wait here, let Papa fill the balance first. We'll buy one machine!"

Nesta between sure and not, Viano will. You see, Viano's fingers are only destined to type on a computer, not have fun models like this.

Nesta wants to see the evidence of Viano's words.

"Now!" Viano shows a blue warma card, which is ready to be used for all areas of the game. "The king wants to whom to appoint. Papa can get it all."

"Try, Pa!" exclaim the plain boy. "To a machine that's chocolate candy, Pa. The king doesn't like dolls."

"Huh, Papa can finish the engine!" Viano put his hand on the King's shoulder leading him away together.

Nesta who was behind could only be irritated, while trailing them.

Swipe the card, Viano is ready to start the action.

The king watched his father. From the radiance of his eyes it seems that he hopes Viano will look cool like a supe hero.

Half an hour later ....

"Of!" The girl hit Viano's ass.

As if ignoring, Viano remained focused on the pile of candy that became his target.

"Of!" Once again Viano's ass was hit.

This time, Nesta did not remain silent. "Woi, Sir!"

Viano's cup was hot hearing Nesta's voice. "Huh, you're not polite!" He re-enforced his body. "I am your boss."

Okay, Nesta's sorry about her attitude. But there is something more important.

"Mr half an hour, no results. Still mean it too."

Viano handsome waist. "What's the problem for you, what?"

"No problem for me. Just, you see, noh!" Nesta pointed behind Viano. Barrage of bocil aka a child accompanied by his mother again in line.

"Why not say!" Viano led the King straight away, just running away.

"Damnox!" Nesta was upset by herself.

"Please, her husband, if you have a lot of money, give me your own machine!" chirps mothers, who do not like the same attitude Viano.

Nesta grimacing.

First then! Husband? Viano was mistook for Nesta's husband.

Boy, blind eyes are people! Their comparison is like the sky and the abyss. Distantness. Nesta, anyway, don't bother about it.

Another story, if Viano heard. Can get out the horn.

Better, follow Viano.

"Well, did you say you wanted to finish one machine?" The king questioned his father's words. "Papa's Saldo is over, one of us can't get."

"Papa deliberately, do not take chocolate candy from the machine earlier. The candy is long, expired tomorrow at most. We bought something still good."

Alesans! Nesta swore in the heart.

"Papa's party doesn't have a touch of kindness like Kak Nesta."

Viano just squealed.

"If I play, at least three times the experiment has worked!" Nesta muttered from behind. It was clear enough until Viano could hear.

Viano looked back. "Who are you talking to?"

It hurts! Less ruthless what else is Nesta's curse boss.

"Look, uh, Sister Nesta is playing good."

"Just lucky."

Accused of just being lucky, Nesta can prove it!

Here it is, Nesta has got the machine. The same king Viano, silently watching Nesta.

The claw in the machine is moving, Nesta is aiming at the target, hold for a moment to guess. Press!

"Yahoo!" Nesta squealed in excitement as she succeeded at the first ordeal. He jogged no wuss.

Viano's feeling hot.

"Well, make the king." Nesta handed the monkey-shaped doll to the King.

"Thank you!" Viano flat.

Nesta smiled obliquely. He will prove that he has skills not only lucky.

"Yeeeeeey!" Nesta jumped up in excitement. He got it again.

"No, Pa!" The king pointed to Nesta. "Sister, that Nesta has a touch of kindness. Means Brother Nesta's a good man."

After the second success, Nesta and the King fought each other. Make Viano's heart hotter.

"Sir!" Nesta brought the doll to Viano's face. "I'm giving this to you."

"Why are you given to me? You're proud of being able to lose, say?"

Nesta shook quickly. "No, I love you so you're grumpy, don't stay angry with me."

Viano. Nesta's answer was plain or she did have a below average IQ.

"Well!" He put it in Viano's hand.

Although a little stiff, Viano accepted Nesta's gift.

Switch to King.

"Sir Nesta wants to go home first, yeah." He ruffled the King's head. "There's Papa, so you're both satisfied."

The king looks gloomy.

"King, right, boys. The oapa is a guy too. So same guy guys." Eits, Nesta was confused by the theory she just said. I don't know what it means.

"Just like that, huh!" Hurry up he said, before the King asked. "Sometimes, we'll see you again."

King nodded.

"Sir!" Call Nesta.

Viano jerks. His work is indeed a hobby to make Viano hangers.

"I'll say it first, yeah." Nesta lowered her head slightly. "Thank you for the overtime."

"Umm."

"Da, King." Nesta smiled widely as she waved her hands before leaving.

Oh my God, why does she look so cute in Viano's eyes?

"Mission, Sir!" Nesta stepped away.

Viano stared at the pink-colored star puppet that was in his grasp.

"Armgh!" Viano growled, after Nesta disappeared. He opened one button on his shirt. Feeling tight for no reason.

The last Nesta smile earlier, why did it keep re-spinning in his mind?

"Don't!" Viano shook his head while talking to himself.

The king was confused by his father's attitude. "Why why?"

"It's okay, just a little dizzy. We'll go home, yeah."

"Why is dizzy with Nesta?"

Pork!