CHAPTER 6 : All for budding love

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"Oh dear, how have you been?" Ms.Pakpao asked Grace.

Grace, who has been enjoying the frustrated look on Dexter, smirked and turned to Ms.Pakpao and answered, "Excellent."

"Good, good", Ms.Pakpao patted her head and turned to Dexter, tilting her chin and giving a flirtatious look.

"Alex, this time I've prepared winged termites soup for you." Her eyes gleamed with excitement. Hearing this Dexter's stomach churned in disgust, yet he beamed as if he got the next week's winning lottery number.

"Of course, it's my honour", he replied. Ms. Pakpao kissed his cheeks and stormed towards the kitchen.

Dexter was gobsmacked as he couldn't believe what just happened. "Did you see that? She just kissed my cheek."

Siren rolled her eyes and responded, "I did."

Ms. Pakpao returned with the dish. The hot steam escaped from the bowl. She placed the bowl in front of Alex.

On seeing the winged termites floating on the brown liquid all he wants to do is to puke, but for the sake of his budding young love which he claimed to be, he gulped down the saliva and showed a manly smile to her.

He lifted his head to peek at Siren. She leaned back at the chair, folded her arm and gave him a challenging look.

As if accepting the challenge, he scooped a spoonful of soup and shoved it straight to his throat not wanting to assassinate his tongue.

Under the watchful and expecting look from Ms. Pakpao he scooped another spoonful but did not gulp it down immediately instead he puffed his cheeks and showed her a thumbs up.

Ms. Pakpao smiled silly, leaned down and kissed his puffed cheeks before returning to the kitchen for work.

All Alex could feel was the little mushy termites hitting the side of his inner cheeks. Seeing her leaving the table, he immediately rushed to the restroom and emptied his stomach content.

At the table, Siren grinned, "There it goes."

After an hour, Alex returned to the table. He looked as if someone woke up straight away from the coffin. His face pale from continuous puking, eyes bloodshot and the hair disarrayed.

He took his seat and wiped his mouth with the tissues. Siren handed a bottle of water to him which he gladly accepted and gulped down at one go.

Alex was damn sure that the following week would be filled with floating termites dancing in his dreams.

After the dreadful breakfast, Alex urged Siren to get away from the restaurant before Ms. Pakpao would fill his mouth with bamboo worms.

At the chief's office

Subordinates from Squad13 took their seats around the table. The chief seated at the head of the table with a serious expression.

"How long does it take for his arrival?" the chief questioned the squad members.

The lankiest member of Squad13, Johnny Wilhelm, a man in late twenties who is currently picking his teeth with tooth picks, answered the chief nonchalantly, " Our boss is on a vacation and you disrupted his good time with his wife. Be glad he accepts your requisition".

At the same time they heard the flip flop sound on the floor. They turned their heads towards the source of the sound and saw a man wearing a green aloha beach shirt with top three buttons unbuttoned which shows his tanned chest and dips of his six pack, paired with sandal beach shorts whistling his way towards the meeting room. He was handsome and well built with short stubble around his chin. He wore a bright yellow Mexican hat which could blind one's eyes and Hawaii's garland around his neck.

The chief was dumbfounded yet the subordinates of Squad 13 barely showed any reactions as if they had expected it from him.

The man came near the chief and removed the garland around his neck and put it around the chief's neck.

The chief set his lips in a thin line, "I tolerate all this shit only because you are good at solving the cases if not I will transfer you to Africa a long time ago"

The man grinned and replied, "Oh come on chief I know you cherish me too much to do that to me"

The Chief sighed and raised his hand to shake with him, "Welcome back Daniel Smith."

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