The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Set-off

Today was not so good for me. Departing late, messy work plus the arrival of monthly guests who make a sudden bad mood all day.

"Don't take the motorbike also makes everything because it broke down on the road," I tepokin tuh speedometer while glimpsing the condition of the gasoline needle to the letter F or has degenerated to the letter E.

Instead of being alone I chose to do an impromptu vocal test, "Tonight is the last night for us, to pour out longing in the chest!"

Such was the loudness of the sound of aing's mouth that was very blaring.

Elah, just want to continue to breathe .. uh, pull the sound. There's someone who's waving that way, I'm afraid. At first I want to tancap only gaspol, afraid he snapped, robbed, begal or anything like that serem. Moreover, the gini malems in a quiet area, suddenly he played aing with his arms wide.

"Yahoooooooo!" I was in the middle of a quiet night. I suddenly ngerem.

"Please, mas jamet, uh snatch! don't rob aing, you don't have any money. Actually payday later on the 32nd, the motorbike also has not paid off. Don't take it, pleaseeee.." I pleaded with eyes, afraid just in case something was stuck to aing's neck.

I really hope this jambret mas eh kindly escaped me, and he can be guided as soon as possible.

"God! who wants to rob you?" he's got my helmet on.

"Kayak knows his voice.." My inner. I slowly opened my eyes, and the one in front of me turned out to be the boss, more precisely the one with the company.

"Sir Raga? mapauuuus, mampusss .. where I say he jamet again! oh, my God, what's tomorrow's fate, my God! anyway, he can't let me know that I'm Rachel, one of his employees. I don't want a severance tomorrow," I suddenly took a bite.

"Huh, I don't want to rob you! Besides, there's a robbery that has a fancy car like this!" he pointed at the car on the side.

Lah, could-can not see such a big car. Gosh, anyways why is he playing nyelonong like a person who wants to live his life wassalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh try?

"God! what are you budeg how the hell? I was asked to be quiet!" ask Mr. Raga.

"Eh, yes sorry. I thought I wanted to be robbed! after all, you yourself who suddenly nongol continue to make me shocked!" i'm self-defeating.

"So you're guilty of me?" he's sewot.

"Eh, no no. Not what I mean..."

"I need a ride, my car suddenly breaks down!" mr. Raga pointed at my bike.

"Well, he said, luxury cars are going on strike?" I said get the boss's emotions handsome but fierce.

"People can get sick, especially just cars. Now you sit in the back!" ask Mr. Raga.

Lah, he was already hitchhiking using everything. If I'm not the boss myself, I've caught his head.

"Patience, Mom!" I got down while getting off the bike.

"What did you say?"

"Nothing!" I choose a bonceng directly, rather than a lot of cingcong can be chili.

And now that unyu helmet is hanging on the boss sir's head.

Now we have passed the deserted road earlier and met the highway that has been ascertained far from the place I went, which is the cost of beautiful nature.

The cost is not very beautiful, just his name is Alam Indah, he said the name makes hockey so the cost is named using that name.

Betewe, boss sir on the highway kayak gini boss sir if you slip another vehicle, slippery like an eel. Was wes wos, and now we're sampe in an international hotel.

"Upday!" say him while taking off the helmet while shaking hair. He's cantolin again helmet to where it came from

I got off the bike, followed by the boss who is now squirming towards the hotel.

"Thanks, oh yes this is the fare!" he knows how many hundreds of thousands of dollars.

"My mom is not kang ojeg!" I was in a hurry to get on the bike again to immediately ngibrit.

But there was a call to my phone, I was nervous immediately open the bag and accidentally pulled ID card.

My eyes glared instantly as the ID card fell, I immediately got off the bike and took the ID card and entered the bag again. I can't believe I'm an employee at his company. Now I gasped, and immediately left my fierce boss.

"Hey, whoever you are, thank you!" sir boss shouted.

And I was relieved, finally tomorrow I will not get SP or unilaterally dismissal letter because of the boss himself jamet.

And yes, after driving for a few tens of minutes I was finally able to fall down comfortably and uninterruptedly in my room.

"Crazy anyway, only this time it could be the same Mr Raga! already handsome, tajir, fragrant but fiercely no one is losing! the average boss has to be so haughty, huh?" I was lying down, now wake up for a little stretch.

After working all day, my body is like a crumb. Plus the stomach that feels like kayaking in kruwes-kruwes, beuuh sick is second to none. Even though drinking has come in the last month, I mules ya mules.

Feeling sticky, I went to the bathroom. Make water into the body, not really. Canda splats. I bathed with all my body and soul, splashing with the water in the toilet.

Because it was lazy and afraid of rheumatism at a young age, I also ended all water activities in the bathroom. I came out after I wanted to get a body and had to wear clothes plus shorts.

Fortunately, I had eaten before returning to boarding, so at this hour I stayed a henchman and prepared to make a beautiful bobok reach a dream.

After reading the prayer before going to bed as my mother used to teach me, I also did another ritual.

"Oh my body," I began to speak, but Mr. Raga's face suddenly nongol when I guaranteed eyes and fell asleep on the bed.

"Eh not Raga sir. This is raga, the body means. Okay I repeat. Ehem, my body, tonight it is time for you to rest after accompanying me to do many things today. Good night, I hope tomorrow there is something happy.." I said smoothly.