MY COLD-HEARTED BOSS

Chapter - 18 : 'Please Don't Leave Me Kit!'

NARRATOR (THIRD PERSON)

The same day, In the evening_

(10 days to go for Krist’s leaving)

Singto and New went to a bar. They were talking along with drinking.

“I just realized it today that it has only 10 days left before his leaving. Can’t understand what I should do to stop him.” Singto pulled his hairs in anxiety.

“You know what? You don’t need to do much. Just tell him what you feel about him. If you couldn’t understand what to say then just take some actions.” New suggest him.

Singto nodded as he kept thinking of it.

“Let’s drink. Cheers!” New smiled and they gulped their drinks.

After a while, they realized that they drank a lot.

“Hey! S-singto. Call someone to pick us up.” New mumbled.

Singto nodded as he took out his phone and dialed Krist’s number.

In a while Krist picked his call.

“Hello, P’Singto.”

“Hello, is that secretary Kri-ist speaking?” Singto mumbled.

“Yes.” He said confusingly.

“Please come pick me up.” Singto said.

“P’Singto, are you drunk? Please send me your address.” He sounds worried.

“Umm…” Singto nodded and hung up, and text him the address.

“I want to use the bathroom. Don’t go anywhere?” New mumbled and ran away.

“I’m going too.” Singto followed behind him.

KRIST PERAWAT

Right after receiving My Boss’s call I worriedly walked out from my home as I hailed a taxi and told the address to the driver.

After a while, I reached to the said bar and saw P’Singto and Khun New both sitting on the stairs and sleeping there.

They were smiling and making pouts in closed eyes. I shockingly looked at them for a while.

I rolled my eyes as I went up to them. “How are they ends up drinking so much?” I sighed, shaking my head.

I sat down between them as they were sat on the same stair but opposite edges. P’Singto was sleeping to hugging the stairs rail and Khun New was leaning on the wall.

“Khun New.” I shook him but didn’t get any respond.

Then I turned around. “P’Singto.” I shook him. He opened his eyes. “Here you are, Krist. Please send both New and me back by my car.” He said as he lay down on my shoulder.

“Singto no more drinking. Go home.” Khun New mumbled as he lay down on my other shoulder.

I glanced at both of them and shook my head in annoyance.

In a while, I saw a bartender passing by there. I stopped him.
“Hey, can you do me a favor?” I beckoned him to help, to take them to the car.

“Okay.” That man said and we reached to our car. I took out the keys from P’Singto’s trouser’s pocket and unlocked the car.

We carefully made them sit in the back seat and fastened their seatbelts.

“Thank you.” I said to that man, grinning.