The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
The Prahara is coming Again

"Linda again and again," I said.

Though in my deepest heart, I also experienced the strange happenings of the magical bin today. But because Raga sir ngancem so that I do not spread news related to the devil, so I keep my mouth shut. Although the actual mouth guatel really want nyerocos kayak usually.

"Hold Rachel, not the bucket!" I am holding myself inward.

"Continue believing that's Linda's talk?"

"Yes not! at most people have many thoughts. Denger-denger, his car almost pulled because the deposit stuck. Maybe that's what makes him end up stressing constantly ngehala no-no," said Amel.

"Or it could be some kind of conspiracy. Make our nakutin who guts on shallow, let alone parnoan? They'll finally be out of here. So companies that want to reduce employees, no need to bother doing PHK. It's good that we-we resign from the office. Does the company need to give severance money? Sneaky 'emang!"

"The Company's a piece of it?"

"It's also a business strategy! In our case, the salary is quite high, they will have to increase our salary every year. If we stop, they will open another job. And finally there are people who fill our positions, with salaries far below ours. Lah, it's the weather...!" Amel driving while mrepeeet aja kayak mother-mak.

"Can that be it?"

"Well, Rachel?! you're like a kid who just came in yesterday so open a corporet anyway?" Amel is focusing again.

But come to think of it, there is a conspiracy of models like that. Did this company use strange ways to pay for company expenses?

Because along the way our memories are always gossiping ria, we were not aware that the car was already nyampe in the complex of his house mbak Gita.

"Do you want me to wait what?" Amel nanya's.

"Who, how do I get home? on foot?"

"Call Raga sir doooong?!! say 'Paaak, Paaak, please Iaaahhh. I want to go home with no vehicle!"

"Yes keep Mr Raga answered 'Emang affairs guweeehhh?' gituh.." I nyautin Amel.

"Russell, em-berr..."

The sound of sudden giggling Amel mbleret fit denger there was the sound of glassware falling from the house mbak Gita.

"What else is it, God?!" I went to Dalem house mbak Gita.

"Chel, wait?!!" Amel opened the car door and followed me from behind.

Lkosha?!!!

"Where did you get your money, answerb?!!" sounds from Bram.

"You have a mouth?!! if asked if the husband answers, do not be?!!"

Araaanggg?!!

"Well? Gitaaa?" I knock on the door.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Yes sebentaaarr!" exclaiming mbak Gita from inside with a vibrating sound.

"Udah, Mom. There's my brother outside, please you--"

"No need to fuck!!"

"I asked again, where did you get this money? huh uh?"

"I'm selling necklaces, Mas!" answer mbak Gita.

Praangggs!

"Mbaaak, Ma'am Gitaaa.." I panicked at the sound of goods being slammed from the dalem.

"So I'm so hard to buy you a necklace just for you to sell? you wasteful woman!" snapped Bram again.

"Mas, please. Nayla is sleeping." - Gita is still in her soft voice.

"Bak open, Ma'am!" I'm still at the door but not open either.

"At some household tempest, Chel?" asked Amel who was hiding behind my back.

While I sniped from the window that closed the curtain.

"Always, the side door is not locked" I murmured inwardly.

And clamps!

The door can be opened. Thank God I can get in.

"Youngpam?!" I screamed when Bram's hand was lifted and wanted to fight my mother.

"Did? fucking men! you're aapain mbak Gita, huh?" I ran towards Mbak Gita, I pulled my mother and I hugged.

"Not to interfere!" Bram lowered his hand, now he's pointing at me.

"Heh, my mother is a human not a mattress that you can throw as good as you can see!"

"Nyesel I let a human like you come in and be a part of my family!"

"Say to your adek it's not worth getting involved in people's problems!"

Abis, by the way, Bram just pulled it out. Pake slamming door.

After the curse man left, then I took off my embrace as Mbak Gita.

I saw Gita's eyes were so swollen. Maybe he was mostly crying.

"Geez, what a shame that Bram is..."

"Bak is okay, Dek.." said Mbak Gita.

"What's up, Ma'am?"

"We just misunderstood, Chel.." said Gita trying to cover up.

Amel just mataung, he was confused to say what. This is a matter of people's homes.

"Yamaaaa!" Nay walks while I rub his eyes.

"Darling.." Mbak Gita wants to hold Nay, but I'm nagging.

"Let me, Ma'am." I said.

"Nay, bobok again yaaaa?" I said that ngegendong Nay.

"Mel, you know Gita first, huh? I'm going to do ngeboboin the Nay first.." I said. Amel nodded.

I know, Gita must be embarrassed. Yes, because Amel tang incidentally other people can squirm the incident tonight.

"Nay wants to be with mom." said Nay.

"Yes, mama will be here. I deliberately dimmed the lights, let Nay sleep later.

"Still malem, the sky is still dark. Nay bobok again yaaa?" I said as I rebuked Nay in his bed. I went to bed next to Nay. I put this boy down while I rub his head.

"What do you have to do, Nay? onti does not want to squirm your mama is roughed up as papa you are pretentious style," I said concubine maybe. While Nay seems to have slept again.

I slowly shuffled, got up and got out of Nay's room.

my feet are walking to see Mbak Gita.

"No, Mel. Let me just mbak," said Mbak Gita who tried to take a broom from Amel's hand.

"It's okay, Ma'am.." said Amel who I admit really helped mbak Gita.

"Udah, Ma'am. Let alone, itung-itung the Amel latian to ngadepin his father-in-law who was furious. If you miss the dust a little mrepet talk about it everywhere!" I said, while Gita laughed thinly.

"We stay with Amel, let him be solemn!" I narik mbak Gita to sit at the dinner table. While I said to Amel to 'Please help me finish, I want to talk to Gita.' about that.

Amel blinked twice, a sign that he knows sikon at this time.

I told Gita to sit down.

"Mr? until when will I survive like that person? mama would be sad if she knew her son was married just to be roughed up with her husband. Maybe today the goods are slammed, well if tomorrow mbak Gita slammed how? I don't want it to happen until it happens, Mom!" my spoken.

"What do you need to do, Chel? I don't want Nay to grow up without a papa. Mbak believes one day Bram will change," said Mbak Gita.

"Stay in Bram, Ma'am!" my words made Gita shake her head.