Forced Flow of Life

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Matthews. A successful businessman who is the father of Cecil is actually often called Mr. Mamat by his neighbors and the name Matthew is famous among his business.

Mr. Mamat immediately moved from his comfortable seat. With a firm step but implying annoyance, Mr. Mamat walked into Cecil's room on the second floor. He was too tired of the attitude of his son Cecil.

"Huffftt the boy when he wants to change," muttered Mamat as he stroked his temple.

Arriving in front of Cecil's room, he also without hesitation called Cecil with a volume of sound that could be said not soft.

"Cill Cecil!" that's more or less. But who would have thought, actually there is no validity at all from Dalem. Many times he called his son.

"What do I have to do? Let's think Cecil!" cecil said to himself.

Cecil, who heard from inside the room, panicked. Cecil did not know that today his father was at home while this morning Cecil was really lazy. Cecil had to think about what tactics could be used to fool the father.

A moment later Cecil flicked his finger. He remembered that he had an onion that he would use for practicum on a lap. The onion can be Cecil swab swab in the chest to look fever when checked his body temperature.

"Aahhh but ntar I stink dong, hard to say," muttered Cecil grabbed the frustration of his own hair.

Ting

An idea popped into Cecil's head. His eyes also sparkled.

"Have used another way, here also there is a thermometer also haha. let's act Cecil," muttered Cecil quite happy. Cecil put on his makeup kit to give a pale impression.

"Cil Cecill..," was heard again the voice of his father's cry.

"Yes, come in. Not locked," said Cecil while whimpering pretending to be sick.

"Oh yes why not think directly open the door from earlier," muttered Mr. Mamat to condemn his stupidity.

Chequelek

Inside the room was Cecil who curled his back to Mamat with a thick blanket wrapped around him. His body looked shivering and somewhat pale. The regret that Mr. Mamat had felt evaporated entirely out of worry.

Mr. Mamat approached and sat down on the bedside of Cecil slowly. It woke Cecil up gently.

"Cil wake up," said Mr. Mamat slowly. But only got a small mutter from Cecil as the answer. He was also getting worried.

"Cil you're sick? If you want me to call our personal doctor or go to the hospital first, do you want to see a doctor?" said Mr. Mamat who could not hide his worry even if the same healthy rarely in line.

"No, well, I'll rest and recover" replied Cecil. Cecil answered while pretending to be cold.

Mamat was silent for a moment. Then he walked to get a thermometer in the P3K box in Cecil's room to check his temperature.

"Nih Nak checked his body temperature first," Mamat gave a thermometer to Cecil.

"Yes Well," Cecil received a thermometer given by Mr. Mamat.

After giving his thermometer to Cecil, suddenly Mr. Mamat seemed to want to touch Cecil's forehead with his hands. But something unexpected happened.

Huek huek

Suddenly Cecil nausea nausea. Mr. Mamat was increasingly worried about the state of his son.

"Well, I want to go to the bathroom first" said Cecil wanted to run into the bathroom.

"Go, Son! Bring the thermometer with you to check your temperature."

Cecil nodded.

"Yess I finally understood what I wanted, hehehehe" thought Cecil, who ran to the bathroom.

Mr. Mamat finally sat on the edge of Cecil's bed and looked anxiously at the bathroom without suspecting anything.

*******

Chequelek

"Huhhh I almost got caught" muttered Cecil.

In the bathroom he prepared a little warm water in the buthtup which later he would dip thermometer into the warm water. To make it more convincing he sounded as if he was vomiting. But if you know the truth, Cecil actually laughed slowly because the plan almost succeeded.

After feeling enough Cecil out of the bathroom and of course not left with a limp facial expression.

Mamat ran towards Cecil. He led Cecil back to bed. Cecil also handed the thermometer to his father. Mr. Mamat was worried, Cecil had a fever. The temperature shown in the thermometer used by Cecil is quite high, which is 38 degrees Celsius. After successfully leading Cecil to the bed, he immediately asked Mbok Seneng to make porridge and prepare the medicine.

Cecil continued his play by pretending to sleep again. Mr. Mamat fixed Cecil's blanket and covered it up to the neck so that Cecil would not get cold.

"Well, how will I go to school?" cecil asked with a look on his face, hoping that the plan would work.

"No school, baby. Rest first, restore his health first. If he recovers, he'll leave again,"

Cup

Mr. Mamat kissed his daughter's forehead affectionately.

Cecil immediately continued his plan to pretend to sleep.

Tring tring tring

Mr. Mamat gasped. After a while his phone sounded. There was a call from his secretary who requested that he attend a cooperation meeting with an influential company.

Mr. Mamat was worried. If leaving Cecil is now sick at home. But if you don't leave this opportunity won't come twice. He looked towards Cecil for the umpteenth time. Cecil's eyes closed. Mr. Mamat thought that Cecil was back to sleep.

Mamat gently stroked Cecil's hair while observing his daughter's face.

"Little girl I'm sorry I have to work now and can't take care of you. Quickly recover little girl's father."

Mr. Mamat kissed Cecil's forehead affectionately. With a heavy heart finally Mamat was forced to leave Cecil.

Mr. Mamat decided to head to the kitchen to meet Mbok Seneng. In the kitchen, Mbok Seneng stirred the porridge in a pot.

"Bok now I want to go to the office, there is an important meeting that I have to attend. Later if Cecil has woken up make sure Cecil eats, takes medicine and rest yes mbok," said Mr. Mamat.

"Yes, sir" replied Mbok Seneng.

After his business with Mbok Seneng finished, Mr. Mamat immediately prepared to be ready to go to the office.

*******

Chequelek

The sound of Cecil's room door closing again.

After his father left, Cecil finally breathed a sigh of relief. The plan worked. Wellh although it must be by lying to his father but at least he can relax - relaxing at home.

"Huhhh finally finished too. Sorry Well I lied to Dad. But how else would I be so lazy to go to school," muttered Cecil himself.

What a matchless happiness. Honest in the heart of Cecil feels guilty for making the father worried but want how else? Cecil's selfishness is greater than guilt.

"Akkkkhhhh I'm finally free all day," Cecil shouted in excitement. Fortunately, the room was soundproofed.

Cecil wakes up, takes his laptop. He would spend the whole day with his favorite drakor marathon. Especially if the actor is handsome like Ji Chang Wook, uhh make melted bray. Every day lying on the mattress mantengin film was willing.