Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
183. Requesting permission

"Oh this ...." Joe slowly touched his own head. "I was deliberately boxed, Yum."

"Why? It's weird, brother." Yumna looked shudderful, then stepped in hesitantly.

Joe does still look handsome and charming despite being bald. It's just that Yumna doesn't like bald-headed men.

"Yes again to me. Why the hell ask?" Joe snorts. "Why are you here?"

"Sorry Mr. Boss. Actually Miss Yumna has become a model Father," said Imel told.

"My model? Since when?" Joe looked surprised.

"Three days ago, sir."

"Lho, how can ... she be my model? And you why aren't there any stories about me, Mel?"

"I'm sorry, sir. But Miss Yeri is forcing."

"Mom Yeri?"

"Yes." Yeah." Imel nodded quickly with his head lowered. "Bu Yeri insisted that I accept Miss Yumna. So I was forced to accept it even without permission from you."

"But it can't be, Mel. Everywhere there must be permission from me. And you yourself say .. if the model we have a lot. Aye, right?"

"Yes." Yeah." Imel nodded again. "If it is up to you now. If Miss Yumna wants to get fired, just get fired, sir."

"Just get fired!" Yumna immediately opened her voice, because of the shock mixed to not accept hearing that. "Sister don't fire me dong, brother. I'm already a model Brother now."

"Sorry, Yum. There are many models here. I can't hire you. Part ... I also do not want, if your presence will make Syifa jealous."

"I'm just gonna work here as a model. Not to tease Brother. Don't link work to personal affairs, sister!" Yumna.

"I don't care about anything!" Joe shook his head indifferently. "The point is that now you're fired. But since you've been working three days .. so there will be compensation for you."

"I'm sorry, please Miss get out now from Mr. Boss' room." Imel opens the door to Joe's room wide, intending to drive Yumna away.

The woman clenched her hands while looking at Joe sharply. "So I will be sorry! Because it has been beating me like this! I'm pretty famous to know, brother!" snarl.

After saying that emotionally, Yumna stepped out of Joe's room with a pounding of high heels that were quite hard.

"It's so annoying, Joe. When I got fired? And what's more annoying is why the hell ... she uses all hair botakin? It's gonna be weird. And I'd hate to be the same guy who lives without hair!"

Yumna continued to grumble until it didn't feel like she was completely out of Joe's office.

"If this continues how? The harder dong to make Deketin Kak Joenya. Plus she's got no hair, she's making males!" Yumna scratched the hair of her head that was not itchy, while starting to think.

"Yumna!"

Someone from behind suddenly called his name, coinciding with him about to stop a taxi that had just passed.

Yumna turned around, and suddenly a man hugged her body.

"It turns out to be true .. You are Yumna. I miss you very much. We haven't seen each other in a long time, have we?"

Yumna gushed against the man's body, curious as to who he was. And suddenly his eyes were rounded, because it turned out that person was Glenn— his ex-girlfriend.

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Teeeit ... Teeeit ... Teeeett.

There was a school bell, a sign that the class hours were over.

All the students in the class were immediately busy cleaning their writing instruments, putting them in bags.

"So, are we going to shave the shaven?" ask Atta who started discussing their ridiculous plan. "But mending we shave it in the same place, like Robert. Let's shave our hair the same."

"So. But I have to talk to my Papa, Ta," said Baim.

"Remain permission? Just go straight, get home from here."

"Don't, Ta!" forbid Robert. "Well, you're the permission of each of your parents."

"Fear that permission is not allowed, Rob," Atta said.

"Yes try first, first. The number is not directly .. later can be diomelin if not allowed. Do you want to be, diomelin with Papa and Mama?"

"No." Atta shook her head.

"There's exactly what Robert said, Ta." Juna replied and seemed to agree with Robert. "Mending like this. Go home from here .. We immediately ask permission. Keep it up we just call each other, let's be good. If everyone gets permission we set the clock, let's meet at the shaving place."

"okay." Robert nodded. "Later I'll tell you where the barber is. He just happens to be my Daddy's friend."

"But you don't have a phone, Jun, how is that?" ask Baim to Juna.

"Come from here I immediately asked to buy a phone. And then I'll call you all. Your number has contact with my mom."

"Okay, okay." Baim nodded his head.

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Now, the absurd revelers went home to their respective destinations. He will seek permission from his parents.

The first one we saw from Atta. Because he was the first to give the idea to be able to shave together after school.

"Assalamualaikum Papa!"

Atta called as she got out of the car, then scattered her arms from behind the body of her father named Ammar. The man did happen to not work today and was watering some peppers in his yard.

"Greetings Walaikum" replied Ammar then released his son's arm, then turned off the water faucet and invited Atta to enter their large house.

"Where to, Pa?" Atta looked around her house, looking for the whereabouts of her beloved mother.

"Mama went to Arisan" replied Ammar. "You change clothes first to the room, huh? Papa will prepare lunch for both of us."

"Atta want to talk to Papa first" he asked. "It was the same Mama too. But since there is only Papa now .. yes already Papa aja deh."

"Speak what? By the way, Ta."

Atta pulled out her hand, took her to the living room, and they sat down on one of the long sofas there.

"Can't you, Pa, if you think Atta's been stripped?" ask her directly to the point.

"Gundled?" Ammar's forehead looked flinched. "Why is that, Ta? How did you suddenly get cut off?"

"Again-trend, Pa. Robert also reached the family. You know Robert, right?"

"Or." Ammar nodded his head. "But where is there a trend that is shaved so? Papa just shits." He looks in disbelief.

"Yes Papa' right every weekday, so I'm working. The numbers don't know. So natural."

"What's kuper?"

"Lack of association" replied Atta, clucking. "Papa Katro, time just doesn't know."

"But don't follow that trend. Shy part of the time too, got a bald head." Ammar seemed to disagree.

"Ngapain shy? People are trending again. Papa knows not to trend, anyway?" Atta seemed to be starting to get emotional.

"Look. But in Papa's office there's no mistress."

"Yes, maybe the trend is not in the office environment. But school, Pa."

"That's what you said Robert's family had all been cut off. Is that trend in school? How did the concept try, Ta? It could have been that Robert and his family had been deforested because of the many I had. Not because of the trend."

"Papa is careless. How could Robert and Daddy be so infesting? His daddy's a skincare boss. Any product he has, so it's impossible!" firmly Atta.

"But Papa disagrees. You're being shaved, Ta."

"Papa must agree. He said Papa loves Atta."

"Papa loves you. But rather than thinking of being shaved .. mending you think of circumcision, Ta. Yesterday Papa even though you have registered to the place of circumcision. But you cry because you don't want to."

Sometimes kids are weird. The important thing is not to want, precisely what is not important is even whined.

"Yes, this time Atta wants to be circumcised. Origin of shaved first." Atta gave the negotiation.

"Ah don't lie to you. Weep again."

"Beneeerr .. this time Atta will not cry. But as long as it's shaved first, huh, Pa?" rayu Atta who immediately grasped Ammar's hand, while putting on a face of blemish.

...Lying ... Don't want the Om. Atta 'kan doyan kibul his son 🤣...