THE BACHELOR?!!

Chapter 7. Assumption Stopover (Part 2)

In addition to stories about grandparents, this halfway house also holds other stories. According to Joni, before I had 4 female teachers applying here. They all failed the final exam.

At first I was confused by the final exam even during the first conversation with Mr. Joseph on the porch, he simply said, "Getting through is not dependent on children. Do they accept it or not? It depends on the final test! The spirit!"

In fact, every test that the children gave to their prospective teachers was always monitored by Joseph through his tablet. The agreement is that they can play with their prospective teachers in a reasonable manner. If caught in danger, they should be punished. No exception at this time, Joseph witnessed the action of the great-grandson through his tablet.

I think what kind of test was given, apparently just a game. Upon entering this house for the first time, many traps were set. Apparently "this trap" was meant by Mr. Yusuf. No one should pass his final exam like this. It is true that if we want to live somewhere to eat we must be accepted by the owner of the house.

Yes yes yes. All righty! Let's see what kind of game they're preparing for. Come Great-granddaughter! You play it often, right?

The target is the presence of children. It was written in a paper taped to the door, "Find us if you want to be accepted!"

The house is very dark. They deliberately turned off the lights. The sky is cloudy, adding to the darker atmosphere.

"In a moment Maghrib I must quickly finish this and then give them the gift of meeting!"

The great-grandson managed to dodge all the attacks that came. Starting from the water dropped when opening the door, then the lid of the pot that suddenly floated towards him, a variety of toy animals, also pocongs to scare.

The children watching from the monitor were disappointed that none of the traps had been hit.

"Well, it's not worth it!"

"Aren't you afraid of that??"

"Successfully dodged again?!"

Tweet saw the whole house with the little flashlight he was carrying. The great-grandson always carried unusual items in his bag. It was just in case of the situation and emergency as it is today. The girl noticed that all the traps set up were only on one track while on the other side there were none. Then it can be concluded that the path is the road to children.

Cicit also knew that he was being monitored from CCTV. The great-granddaughter followed the path of the trap set by still avoiding every trap set including the egg that suddenly floated towards her.

"Aish! Got no! Ah, shit!"

The words were heard by the great-grandson. The girl followed the direction of the sound source. He caught the kid who was working on him.

"Because of you!"

"OMJ! I'm caught!"

"Now you show me where your friends are?"

"Wouldn't! Find it yourself!"

"Well, if you don't want to tell me it's okay!"

The boy told the boy to face the CCTV. They are now in front of the CCTV.

"I know where you are. If it doesn't come out in 5, then your friends and even this house will blow me up!" The great-granddaughter pulled out a grenade from inside her small bag.

"Huh! Mostly toy grenades! I have one too!"

"Toy? Try to hold it yourself! Is this a toy grenade?"

The boy was holding a grenade that was given a great-grandchild. The grenade was unlike any toy grenade he had ever held. The weight is heavy, the size is larger than his toy grenade. The boy started to get scared. His face began to pale, cold sweat started to pour out.

"Guy! The plis! This isn't a toy grenade, guys! It's real! The size and weight are different from my grenade! Please guys, I don't want to die! Bang Zack please! Yes, yes! "

The boy started crying. Actually, the great-grandson can't bear to scare the boy, but time is getting narrower. This is done so that children will not play games anymore.

As Arul started crying, someone who was watching through the tablet panicked. The man asked the driver to turn back to the halfway house.

"Crazy! What the fuck is that girl!? Bring all the grenades! Just look if I get to you later! He's already putting the kids at risk! I'll fire him later!" Joseph was emotional. His anger is unstoppable.

"Prophe boss! It's just. "Joni's speech was cut off.

"Patience? The kids say they have to be patient! You're crazy, Jon!" Joni was silent. Not talking anymore.

"All right! Before that answer our last question! What was the purpose of my brother coming here?"

"My goal is to come here for you! Teach you according to the command of Mr. Joseph. One more thing, I'm looking for people too."

"Who are you looking for?"

"Lelaki cungkring who has captured my heart in the past!"

"All right! Brother pass! Grat brother's grenade please!"

"No! Until you all get out!"

"Bang Zack! What shrimp? Arul was so scared! Hu... Hu... H...!"

The boy was crying harder. Before long all the children came out of a room. The boys took cover behind Zack's body.

"What a good kid! Here's grenade!"

When Arul gives it to her, Cicit accidentally doesn't take it well.

"Well the grenade fell!"

All the children immediately crouched down and shouted for help. There are also those who cry. Someone in the car was screaming.

"Let's... Help me!"

The great-grandson let the children scream and cry. Moments later the most elder, Zack, slowly opened his eyes. He looked around. Nothing happened. Everything is intact. His home is also intact. Nothing happened. He saw all his sisters who were still closing their ears.

"You all stopped crying. There's nothing! We're all being bullied!"

Hearing the word "toughed" suddenly they stopped crying. The kid who saw it just laughed.

"Damn! His intention was to get even!"

"Haha! That is if bad intentions definitely end badly!" sneered Tweet.

"This is just a duplicate grenade instead of a real grenade! It was deliberately made like the original as an example! So both the size and the weight should be the same as the original! Count it as a punishment for your irreverence towards the older people!"

They all fell silent. Including the man who is now in front of the door to enter the house. Yusuf sank to hear that the grenade was a fake grenade.

Tweezers had the children follow him when they heard the sound of the car stopping. Tweet is now behind the door. Arul followed behind Cicit. The other child followed a few meters behind Arul.

"Well, what did I say? The boss was told to be patient! I was going to say that it was a fake grenade, but the boss had already cut it!"

"It's Jon! You can be quiet! My feet are this limp! Yes I was wrong! Don't wanna listen to you! Sorry!"

"If you're curious just ask the same person!"

Suddenly Joseph's body fell backwards as the door opened.

"Why is the door open?"

Duuk! there was a sound of the head clashing against the floor.

"Ouch!" Joseph complained of pain because his head was clashing with the floor quite hard. The great-grandson deliberately pulled the doorknob tightly but he did not expect that Joseph was leaning against the door. The great-grandson of Joseph was standing at the door.

At the same time, Arul, who saw Joseph fall, called his name, "Bang Ucup!" It's just that his voice was not too heard by Cicit because he was too focused with the conversation outside the door.

"What wonder?" ask the person who opened the door.

That person is none other than a great-grandson. The great-grandson had suspected that Mr. Joseph also knew about the actions of the children and kept it quiet. Just a moment ago he realized that his action was also watched by Joseph. That's why the great-granddaughter deliberately pulled out a grenade that was actually accidentally left in her bag. The grenade was carried by Bima after the completion of the armament meeting. At that time Bima asked Cicit to be picked up and put the grenade on Cicit.

With the grenade and also the threat to the children, surely Mr. Yusuf will not calm down. He will definitely come to save the children. True to great-grandchildren, Joseph came to save the children.

Although upset, the great-grandson did not stay silent to see Joseph fall. The girl helped Joseph stand up and apologized.

"I'm sorry Mr. Yusuf, I didn't know you were leaning against the door! I thought you were standing at the door!"

"Thank you! I'm doing fine! How do you know I'm here!"

"That's it! I know you must have also witnessed this test, right? That's why I deliberately pulled out the grenade to get you back!"

The great-grandson gathered all the children and Joseph and his assistant, Joni, in the courtyard. Tweet at them all.

Lah! How am I being lectured anyway!? Joseph.

The action was watched by grandparents who were relaxing on the porch of the pavilion. They smiled and laughed at it.

"It looks like this house is getting crowded huh cake?"

"Yes grandma! It's getting more colorful!"

Cicit's lecture stopped when azan magrib reverberated.

"Have your prayers soon after that I wait for you at the dinner table for dinner! Mr. Yusuf will also eat here! I have a gift for my father!" Joseph just nodded.

The boys immediately went to the mosque to pray. As for the women back to their respective rooms.

"For the girls, another quarter of an hour sister is waiting in the kitchen!

This halfway house actually has a special chef to cook. Joseph had prepared all the facilities for the children to make them comfortable. The great-grandchildren realize that the comfort provided will make children spoiled and lazy. Therefore, from now on children will be involved in home care activities from now on.

"You guys are gathered here. I want you to help make dinner. This time dinner was fried rice. You guys prepare the seasoning and fry the eggs, help Mom Nia cook. I'll do something special for you guys."

"Bu Nia please u them yes!" Ms. Nia just nodded.

When Joseph and the children returned from the mosque, food began to be served at the dinner table. Joseph and the children smelled delicious food. They headed straight for the dining table.

"Wuih, the food is good! So hungry!" say one of the kids. Their hands have taken spoons and are ready to eat food. Suddenly the sound of a table was hit.

"Who told you to eat? Everyone sit in their own place!" Joseph who heard also followed sat in his place obediently.

"Before eating there are some things that I will convey and need the approval of Mr. Joseph! If Mr. Yusuf agrees then the rule will be applied! How about Mr. Yusuf?" Joseph just nodded.

"First, for those aged 7 years to adolescence, from tomorrow should help in the kitchen to prepare dinner. You guys make your own group. I'll keep an eye on you guys as long as you cook!"

"Second, I want you to clean your own room including the bathroom in your room. If I check your room is still dirty and messy, there will be a punishment for you!"

"Three, every week morning will be held sports together. All of you must come, if anyone does not participate will be punished as well. Unless you are sick. But if caught just pretending to be sick, be prepared there will be punishment!

" How does Mr. Joseph agree?"

"All right! I agree!"

"Do any of you disagree?" The great-grandson looked towards them, looking for if the child who held up the sign disagreed. Ah, apparently there is.

"Who's your name? Why not agree?"

"I'm Kirana. There was a waiter who said we also had to help. They get paid."

"You're right they get paid. They work to live. Didn't you also before you got here have to work to live, right? Have you forgotten the life before this, Miss Kirana Larasati? Do you deserve to say that while you were the same as them before? Both fight to live. Now even though you live here will you forever continue to live here and depend on this house? One day you will leave this house when you grow up and look for your own life. When that comes, no one will help but you. If you can survive you will live, if not your life ends! Answer me, are my words wrong or right?"

The girl was silent. His mouth just seemed to be locked. The words that Cicit spoke were very poignant and slapped him. The girl realized that during her stay in the house she was lulled with the existing facilities. It was as if his past life before on the streets was back again. She felt like she was back as young lady as before. He became arrogant and forgot that he had been on the streets, fighting for his life.

"Miss Kirana answer me!"

The girl is still silent. His face was now embarrassed. The girl only shook her head as a sign of reply after the great-grandson asked back. The other children who heard the words great-grandson also bowed. It seemed like they were beginning to realize their arrogance all along.

"All right! If everyone agrees, Zack, tomorrow morning I'll ask for a picket list to cook dinner! Miss Nia please bring me the food I made!"

Zack did not dare to say. The teenager just nodded. Joseph smiled a little. It was not without reason that Joseph agreed to all those rules. Actually Joseph has often received reports about the behavior of children who want to during this time. Even the ministry that spoke directly to them was ignored. Joseph was very pleased with the presence of the great-grandson here.

I think Joni should be given a bonus.

"Well, this is a special meal I made for you, bakwan!"

"Just like a bakwan, brother! Think what is that? Spaghetti or pizza?" babble Zack.

"Take a shot later you'll be hooked!"

They tried bakwan made by Cicit including Yusuf.

"Hmmm... It's yummy!" Arul said as he continued chewing the bakwan.

The other boy also said good. Unlike the children, Joseph is now in his memory 15 years ago. While chewing the baskets, Joseph felt a familiar taste, a taste he remembered for 15 years. A taste of bakwan that never goes away and always sought. Although he always eats bakwan every day he never found the same taste as 15 years ago even when eating bakwan made by Mama Aiu. It was not a good word that came out of his mouth but the name of someone he missed.

"Sri?"

The children who heard Joseph said Sri laughed.

"Bang, brother ngigau again huh? This is bakwan bang not Sri! You should say good!" Zack laughed at Joseph.

A moment ago, when Joseph said Sri's name, Cicit felt called. It was just that he hesitated to answer whether he meant himself or someone else.