The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
I Have to Be Honest

"Why?" ask Mr. Raga.

"I'm not ready!" I said timidly meow.

"Curtain, not ready! yiyyyyy! you don't remember when you took---"?

"Yes yes! do not need to be clarified," said I did not dare to squirm pak Jiwa Raga.

But she pulled me back, this time she gave me a warm hug.

"You believe it, don't you? I'll be able to handle everything? hem?" said the man who now rubbed my head.

"Yes..."

"Yes what?"

"Let's believe!" say again.

"Good!"

"Tonight, my father came home. You look like someone who doesn't have a home!"

"You've got the door locked?" ask Mr. Raga weird.

"Udah!"

"Not anything anymore, right?" ask Mr. Raga.

"What?"

"Something that has to do with electricity!"

"Nothing, why?" i'm rattled.

"OK me home!" said it.

Before he came back, he held my nape for longer.It made me feel an electric shock running through my blood.

And after a while he let go, "We're gone!" he said slowly, he put up a safety screen and pulled back his car, then took me away.

"Hey, Paaaaaack! I haven't come down!" I'm tepokin' his arm.

"Yes, you told me to go home, right? what wrong?" ask Mr. Raga.

We have moved away from my boarding house that failed to change its name to cosan Alam Ghoib.

"Yes, I said you go home. Why was I being taken away?" I'm not the same as Raga.

"Have you done it!" said it.

"Don't you forget your promise?" he continued random.

"What promise?" I was slinging first.

"Don't pretend to forget, Racheel!" mr. Raga is a bit sprained.

"Yes yes, I remember! but not now also right I incarnated to be the wife of the Father, right?" I looked towards Raga.

"Now, but soon!" said it.

"Yes, if so go back to the boarding house!" I said.

"It's too late for you to go upstairs! quiet, no people, slippery as well as traces of rain!" said Mr. Raga.

"Where are we going?"

"Apartment!" the answer.

"No way no! there's demons!" quickly kataku.

"Yes, that's it.." Raga then turned back the steering.

I guess he's going to take my request back to kosan.Ternyataaa tidaaaackk.

He turned to an international hoteleee with me in my pajamas wrapped in sweaters. Well, I feel like a half-sane person to a hotel like this with long pajamas and flip-flops. The situation of me and Raga again jomplang.

Mr. Raga, who was groomed like a sultan, I was like a victim flooded. From here I should have realized that we were both too different.

After getting two different access cards, which means a two-room pesen Raga sir.

"Sir? why stay in a hotel this class?"

"You don't like it? then we move!"

Nih people waste money like a waste of paper, people I see in front of him already pay using a swipe card.

"Please, Aging!" said a man who would take us to our room.

"No need to drive, I can ride by myself!" refuse Mr. Raga.

We both go up to the top floor and get out after the elevator opens.

Mr. Raga took me in his arms and stopped right in front of a very magnificent room.

"Come in and rest!" said Mr. Raga.

"My room is here!" he pointed at the door next to my room.

"Do you want me to go?" said it.

"No, no, no! I'm going in!" I said the aegra went inside and closed the door.

I had no time to admire the luxury of this room, because I was too sleepy.

But do not know why every time I want to mengeliyep, another step to the dream world must be there is a disturbing.

"Halooo?" my broom on the phone.

"Mas Liam?" I'm sure if I don't see wrong and wrong.

"Yes it's me. You haven't slept?" the voice of Liam.

I who got a call from Mas Liam suddenly woke up, I sat down anxiously.

"I haven't.." I replied.

"Mas Liam hasn't slept? I replaced nanya.

"Already, but awake. With the same dream," he said.

Now that I'm worried, if my guess is correct he would have wanted to give you the answer to the question earlier this afternoon.

"Why, Rachel? I dream the same thing over and over again? even I dreamt you were crying next to my stiffened body. Actually what happened until I felt like the dream was very real" he said like a frustrated person.

"Have you and I had a relationship in the past?" he's nanya.

I asked again, "If so how?"

"I'll explain it briefly. Actually we met when your spirit floated, while your body was in a coma in the hospital. At first I thought you were a real person, but you weren't. You who claim to be assistant to Mr. Raga often provide help until finally we are close enough and I know your true situation.." I started to tell you how we met. I will not lie, I tell her what it is, including my feelings and her request that I always be by her brother, Raga Mahendra.

Including when he was declared dead, then woke up and surprised us all.

"So all my dreams really exist?" said mas Liam.

"Yes,"

"How are you feeling now? has it changed?" mas Liam asked me something that I can now answer steadily.

"According to your request first" I said.

"really?" lirih mas Liam's.

"Yes..."

"Do you love her now?" ask Liam.

"Very!"

"Of course, he's a good guy. He will take care of you" said Liam. But I don't know why I feel a bit of bitterness there.

"Isn't this what you're asking for? and now I've given my whole heart to him" I said.

"Yes, sure. Raga deserves a woman as good as you" said Mas Liam.

"You're the spirit of therapy, sorry I rarely visit, because of my busy work schedule!" I'm deflecting the conversation.

"After night, I'll go back to sleep." said Mas Liam.

And that phone line was cut off. There is sadness, but also relief. Because he wants me, and I have told him everything I want to say.

We don't know what scenario we're going to have. We can only live it according to God's will.

"Good night." I said before venturing out and retracing to dreamland.