The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Whispers

I ran to the elevator, "Dong naiiiikkkkk?!!!" I couldn't wait to reach the 20th floor. No. Raga's place every day. And because from today I'm the aspirant, it means that I will also follow the ningkring on that floor.

The elevator opened, and I wanted to step outside. Eh suddenly there is a pull of my hair, more precisely yes. But I got out of the iron box.

"Aawwkk!" I felt that there were people who even looked back. But there was no one, and the elevator doors closed.

"Maybe my hair is cupped" I said to repel the prolonged fear.

I think it would be more horrified if Raga sir came first. It's not funny that I served as an aspri in just seconds that he was fired. Can eat instant noodles for a whole month this mah.

"Bak, where's the engine missing?" I'm the same as Erna's secretary, the boss who is already famous for being fierce plus meditates if asked for info.

"Ask the same Mr. Raga," said mbak Erna males.

"The machine's in the dalem?" I'm nanya again.

Mbak Erna just glanced at doang, do not want to menjawab. Aaiih, I want that look on her cheek. Just answer yes, is it really hard.

"Room--"

Erna's brother main nyerobot, "In there, Ra-chel.." said Erna straightforwardly.

Yeuuuh mbak Erna, early in the morning kok ya really hobby make people sprained.

Open my fault if I am not absent. No one really knows where the machine is.

I pull the handle aja cuek, "Why I did not ask Amel aja clear, aih nyesel play ngib-rit.." I said mbleret when the figure of Mr. Raga already sitting sweet in his chair.

Oh my goodness, people don't go home, what the hell? At this hour at the office. Address on tea man.

"Too late 1 minute 57 seconds?! my company doesn't accept slackers! you should come before me, okay?" said Mr. Raga. He picked up the pen and took out a document for him to check.

"Understand, sir..."

"Now make me coffee!" ask Mr. Raga.

I turned right to the pantry, but Mr. Raga's voice echoed again.

"What makes coffee really have to use a bag?" ask Mr. Raga.

"Huh?"

"Hah hoh hah hoh, put your bag there! and quickly bring a cup of coffee here!" point Mr. Raga to an empty table and a chair in the corner. Close to the sofa.

No Erna no sir Raga everything is the same. Byebelin. I came out of his room, Mr. Raga, with a wry face.

I'm a lower-class employee who doesn't really memorize the pantry on this floor where. Ma'am Erna didn't want to tell you to try. I kept the tea man asking who tried?

Wes angeeel angel, I who deliberately grate my hair that is slightly wavy and masang pinch on the head close to the ears, began to feel one by one angle on the 20th floor.

"Eh Ma'am Narni, where is the pantry? I was told to make Mr. Raga coffee," I said to one of the office girls I met.

"Coffee? this morning I just saw Mbak Erna make Pak Raga coffee. Your new assistant, Mr Raga?" ask mbak Narni.

"Yes, Mother. New department," I'm smiling thinly.

"Oh new assistant. Get at home, Ma'am. Just be patient if the same Mr. Raga,"

I can only smile. I don't want to comment on the fear of being wrong.

"But make it if Mr. Raga is telling, rather than getting into trouble." said mbak Narni.

That's exactly what Narni said. I started the stove and started making coffee. I got a recipe for how to make good coffee from my college friend, Mirza who happens to be a coffee lover. Ah, so kangen ama tuh boy. We have not seen since the reunion event at the moment of last year.

"Is it boiling, Ma'am?!" said mbak Narni.

"I'm out first, ma'am. He was told to buy breakfast mbak Erna," said mbak Narni.

"Yes, Mother. Thanks yeah..."

"Again the water to boil really to mengpetnya Mirza," murmured me.

I put the coffee in a cup, now just pour the water half a cup and continue to enter the sugar one and a half spoon. The smell of coffee is delicious. And again, suddenly there was a voice of a woman whispering in my left ear. He said, "Return,"

I looked to the left, "Hhh .. hhh, whose voice was that?" muttered.

"Mbaaak, Mbaaak Narniiiii?" accountcall mbak Narni. But there's no answer.

I pour hot water back into the cup, and then I take it out of the pantry, "Rachel abis daydreaming Mirza, can it be hallucinations early in the morning? not really you, Rachel!"

I knock on the door before I get in. Erna's eyes were watching me who had pulled the door handle and I rushed in.

"Ehm, here's the coffee, sir.." I said put the coffee on Mr. Raga's desk.

There is actually one cup that is still intact. Mr. Raga's hand took the cup that was already more duku on the table, and he gave it to me.

"Bring this to the pantry!" said it.

I received a cup utu with a gamang, "Not drunk yet, sir?" my many.

"I don't like it hotter!" said ketus.

"Make me then" said I who did not know shame.

"Whatever," said Mr. Raga.

Bodo is more than I have to go back and forth to the pantry. Besides being tired, I was also horrified.

I brought a cup to my own table. Though I haven't had breakfast, kinda get sick too if I drink coffee.

Beteweh, I didn't know I had to do it today. Want it Mr. Raga, he's busy. Want to nanya mbak Erna, surely the answer makes my blood pressure rise.

Yes, mending sit here. While enjoying coffee, "Pwiiihhh,"

"Ashiiiiiinnn.." I ngibrit ngabil tissue on the table.

"How noisy are you, Rachel?!" exclaim Mr. Raga.

"The coffee's salty, sir!"

"That's why I asked you to make a new coffee. Erna can't tell which sugar is salt!" he said a little relaxed. I sometimes get confused about the way he talks that likes to change.

"Well if you know the coffee is salty, why didn't you tell me, sir? so I didn't drink coffee" I said.

"You are not!" said relaxed.

Geez, can I get a slightly sane boss? there is minimal training. Please if anyone can type Reg space Boss idle space, send to 0000. So accept the salary.