Getting Marriage on Paper

Angel Izrail

"We're going straight to the office, sir?" Haris asked shortly after he got into the car.

"Udah knows how to wear it. Don't make me emotional first, my thoughts again a lot," El replied as he massaged his forehead, thinking of how to deal with his parents.

Long enough El was silent, and unlike usual he behaved like this. His face was riled up, like it was not strong enough to withstand the burden of life.

From the front seat, Haris occasionally looked at his boss from the glass. Sometimes his guilt arises, for he has become a traitor. But Haris is just a human being, do not refuse if given money.

"Ris," Haris stepped out of his chair. Shocked when El called him.

"Oh yes, Mr El, what's wrong, sir?"

"I feel like there's something weird about Ris."

"Surprisingly sir," Haris heart started to beat, it seemed like this boss had indeed started to suspect.

El was silent again, remembering that he had kept the map of the agreement between himself and Chika in a safe place.

"What's up, sir? How do you continue the story?" Haris is still curious, afraid that his secret will be revealed.

"How is the story papa equally mama can find the map. Though it was just me and ka..,"before he finished speaking, El immediately saw Haris from the glass.

"Ris..," El calls Haris back.

And now El looked at Haris sharply. It was like a woman holding her accountable from a man who impregnated her.

"Yes sir, why are you looking at me like that?" asked Haris while putting on her innocent face.

"Aren't you the culprit?" El wanted to make sure if his suspicions were true or not.

Haris' pulse instantly stopped. It is like dealing with the angel Izarail, perhaps even more sinister than the angel Izarail.

"Come on Ris, think. Don't diem. Later Mr. El is suspicious," Haris inner while twisting his eyes, thinking about what answer he should give to El.

"Ris, right my guess. You must have told my mom and dad about this deal. How much are you paid for them?" El shouted loudly, until in the car there was a huge earthquake.

"Sir, relax. Your mind is in chaos. Where might I tell the master and the madam. Last night I was the same father. Did Mr El forget?" Haris is looking for a reason to save himself.

El thought for a moment. "True he said, last night he was with me looking for Chika where maybe he was the one who told mom and dad about the letter," said El.

"Yes, we go to the office now" El said.

"Okay sir" replied Haris.

Haris felt relieved, slowly he threw out his breath. It was like getting off a rollercoaster game.

"Finally Mr. El believed it too. He forgot that time is now a sophisticated age. Just play whatsapp is done," murmured Haris with a slight smile unraveling on her lips.

Just one problem was solved, apparently there was a new problem again. Somehow El wanted to check Chika's whereabouts from his cell phone, afraid that the runaway handyman was running away again.

His eyes were round, it turned out that his feeling from that morning was right. The runaway guy wasn't at school.

"STOP HARRIS!!" shouted El.

Surprised, Haris quickly stepped on the brake pedal.

Cciiitts...

Bughhhh

El hit Haris' head because he had hit his head on the chair.

"Can you bring a car? Twice you hit my head," grumbled El.

Haris turned his head, his gaze instead turned to attack El. How can he be angry, while he braked because of his orders.

"Sorry sir, but I'm braking because I told you to" Haris is still trying to hold back his emotions, considering El is his boss. Maybe if he's not the boss, it's been knocked back in the head.

"Yes I told you to, but before getting permission it was the same as me. So I can hold on," insisted El.

"Yes sir, next time I'll say before braking" replied Haris.

"What if the boss is always right. Where does anyone want to say first. Cook yes he told me to stop and I said 'Pak I want to brake yes, I want to hold the handle so not sucked, cih the boss weird," Haris gedumel not clear in the heart.

From the windshield, El accidentally saw the mouth of Haris komat kamit. He already knew that Haris was talking about himself in his heart. But El doesn't care, his memory goes back to Chika.

"Ris, Chika ran away again" said El.

Haris looked back, trying to resuscitate his boss from his misgivings towards Chika.

"Sir El, non Chika is a school. I know father again in drunk love same non Chika. But common sense should remain the way of dong sir. Do I want to buy a sedative so that the father does not parnoan be a person," said Haris.

Dear thousand dear, the intention of the heart wants to give advice but again and again misspoke.

"Ris, your salary next month is not out. That's a punishment for an assistant not knowing yourself like you. An assistant who is always brave and pretentious advises his boss. Now go to this address, Chika is here, "El said with her trademark eyes.

"Don't sir, what am I going to eat this month. I promise sir, will not be pretentious and always obey Mr. El," replied Haris. In his heart he prayed that El would forgive him.

Although not heart, but El's heart has hardened. Sometimes Haris must be taught a lesson.

"No, punishment is punishment. If you want to eat at home, ask Ida. Now we go to this address, HURRY!!" El said with a higher octav than before.

"Okay sir" replied Haris

"Ah.. Let him not get out of his salary. There is still money from Aristya. Bigger than Mr. El's salary. Gini is what makes me turn away from Mr. El" he said in his heart.

Haris returns his car.

Bremmm.

"Where are we going sir?"

"To the cempaka path, Chika is there!" answer El.

"Cempaka street sir? That's not Chika's house, why is non Chika in the tiger cage again? You sure?" ask Haris.

"Home? Mean you?"

"Yes it's non Chika's house and om and tantenya's house."

"It's fitting that I felt bad from the morning, something happened with Chika. Haris is a little fast way, if necessary all the red lights at the break. But don't forget to run the siren, let's guess there's an ambulance" El ordered. Yes El car is installed siren, make sure if there is an emergency.

"How will the police be found out, sir?"

"You're the one in prison, you're the one driving" El replied casually.

Haris put on his night face, occasionally glancing at his heartless boss. "Aiishh I am always the one who is made into a mashup" he said in his heart.

"Quickly bit Ris, I was worried Chika would be tortured again just as ok and tantenya. If any blisters come, I'll send them to hell, "E gritted his teeth, clenched his hands together, looking out the window with a face full of anger.

"But before you send me to hell, I'll call the angel Izarail to take their lives first sir. Let them feel the sacredness of death" Haris added.

"Quick you contact him now" El said. It seems like in the car the conversation has been digressing.

"Good sir."

Bremmm.

The car that Haris drove drove quickly and according to orders did not forget Haris running the siren in his car.

"Chika wait for me, I will save you," Inner El

"Faster Haris, you can drive!!" El yelled in annoyance. Looks like he has to call Michael Schumacer to teach Haris to be a racer.

"Yes sir yes, this is the maximum speed sir" protested Haris.

"Tomorrow to buy a new car, find a car that is 2x the speed of this car."

"Ready sir" replied Haris.