My Mad Boss

S3 - Chapter 2

"Oxen, haven't you got a replacement assistant yet?" ask Mora in between lunch hours.

"Not boss."

"I'm tired of Oxen, I want to play. But if you invite, surely the reason is a lot of work, there is a deadline. Not cool, actually you are busy what the hell!, I'm just a relaxed boss." muttered Mora.

"Wah really sableng nih people, is he who gives me a lot of work. Trus if I'm late to report, he's also the one who's angry. God, give me the patience to face this beautiful and annoying creature." Oxen said in his heart.

"What does the boss want to play now?" oxen asked a little following Mora's will.

"Old time I don't practice shooting, what if you anterin I practice. I'm lazy if I have to practice alone with a couch, not cool."

"What if the boss comes to the firing range in the J-k-a-k area. There are many beginners and professionals who are practicing, who know the boss can be more entertained." suggested Oxen.

"Today, there's no more meetings."

Oxen shook his head

"Good, then I'll go."

Mora immediately drove his car in the direction in question, after arriving there, he saw people who were practicing. He felt more challenged than practicing with the usual couch teaching him.

Mora headed straight to the reservation table, to choose which weapon he would use.

But unfortunately, the weapon he wanted was being unable to be used because the supply of bullets was running out. He had to use the weapons available today, which are standard type pistols. Usually he preferred to use the long Barrel rifle as he used to hunt with Morens.

Inevitably he trained using makeshift weapons, the mood that was so passionate immediately shrank because it was not in accordance with his expectations.

That's why Mora so unfocused in hitting the target, and as a result his shots miss a lot, and it makes him growl annoyed. Suddenly a man came and stood right next to him.

"Do you need a coach?" ask the man.

Mora suddenly looked at the voice, there was a strong man holding 2 pistols in his hand and looking at the firing board.

"No need." Mora refused.

"But I see, you're an amateur."

Mora rolled his eyes lazily

"Don't talk about something you don't know, Don't ever talk about something, if you don't see about that mean."

"So will see." challenge the man.

Hearing the man's mocking remark, Mora suddenly became excited and excited.

"Ok, let's start the game."

They were getting ready with their pistols, and they invited one of the officers there to judge their game, and the game began.

At first Mora was overwhelmed because he was not used to using a gun, he preferred to use a rifle.

But because she agreed to the game, inevitably Mora had to get used to the weapon, slowly Mora was able to keep up with the man. Mora smiled smirk at the man, as the man stared in disbelief as Mora managed to keep up with his worth. And finally Mora can win the game.

"How?, do you need a coach?" asked Mora mockingly.

"It turns out you can too. How about we play again?" bargaining the man, he felt with Mora who looked fierce yet very beautiful.

"I'm busy." Mora then left.

"Interesting" said the man.

After that Mora began to get ready to go home, because the time was already showing at 7 pm. He changed his clothes and immediately went home to his parents.

"Assalamualaik."

"Moskalamic. Tumben you're here baby." replied Chiniya who was walking after delivering coffee to Morens in the living room.

"Mommy, I can't come here" he said spoiled.

"Byeah, only usually you will be told to come here aja very difficult. Say the schedule is solid, already rich artist only you."

"Don't be mommy, 'cause I'm busy."we're Mora.

"Busy what?"

"Busy crawling. hehehe." Mora smiled displaying a row of white teeth.

"Basic." mommy's lips.

"Mom, how's Rosi?. I haven't looked at him for a long time" Mora asked, holding Chintiya to the living room, where Morens was.

"Well, now he's getting lazy. Every day just eat sleep, play only for a while and then go back to his room" said Chiniya explained.

"Well, if that's how Mora should train him again. Let's be nimble again."

"Yes, say hello to your daddy." Chintiya pointed towards Morens who was busy watching the news about sports.

"Hi dad." said Mora kissed the cheek of morens and sat next to him.

"Tumben you're here!" ask Morens.

"That's not mommy, not daddy, why the hell is talking about it."Mora protest.

" Will you come here when you want to doang."

"H nyebelin, ah mending Mora see Rosi aja."

Rosi is a Sumatran tiger she has kept since she was 10 months old.

Mora moved away from her seat, but just a step back she turned her body back and stared out at the television that featured a news about the equestrian competition. Mora stared enthusiastically at the news.

"Wow, kaya is cool. I'm going to come with ah." Mora starts looking for Oxen's contacts on his phone, he wants to ask Oxen to register him in the competition.

Morens and Chintiya only looked at each other when they heard Mora's enthusiasm to participate in the competition.

They did not expect, that their beautiful girl grew up to be a beautiful woman who was independent and liked challenges.

"Cummer, Oxen. Sign me up for a riding competition that will be held in 1 month." Mora said directly when Oxen just pressed the green button.

The phone call was immediately cut off by Mora, before Oxen could answer.

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