The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Mas Liam

I don't want to be sprayed, I try to make coffee as perfect as possible. Daritadi I do not care about the existence of mbak Erna. Maybe so shameful the yesterday's incident so mbak Erna permission today.

But if Erna permission or not to leave, is the one who digerjainan work he readyeeeh?

It's not possible for me either, is it? I have no experience about it.

"How many spoons is that coffee?" ask someone.

Look for fear behind the devil. I just peeked for a moment and glanced at the cup that was almost full of coffee. Not realized that I nyendokin nyendokin mulu coffee.

"It's not like this is also the coffee?" said the man who was now beside me and put one cup down.

I dare to look, to the right side.

God, who is this person? his face is so calm. Sometimes my luck is good and sometimes bad. From yesterday met ama handsome-looking, quite good for ngobatin horroran that befall themselves lately.

"Make Mr Raga?" ask the man.

I'm nodding," I-yeah.."

"Not so much as the coffee, for two, huh?"

"Oh yeah know me Liam.." he continued, he shook my hand.

"Rachel..."

Liam took out little by little ground coffee that I had not yet brewed in the cup. Make brewed just can not, one cup of people metungtung the contents of ground coffee.

"Sorry Liam's-this"

"I'm also his assistant Mr. Raga" said Liam.

And I looked at him while shaking his head, "Ngeri is also Raga sir," I stamped in my heart.

"Ehm, but my job is only about work! so let's just mind your-" Liam touched his temple.

I'm really embarrassed, Liam can guess the contents of my mind that think that he and Raga sir have a relationship.

"I just found out that Mr. Raga has a male assistant," said I who reduced the contents of the coffee and turned again into a coffee jar.

"Now you know, right? especially if Erna again did not enter, my work automatically increased to double," he complained.

"Patience, then" said I, who would take hot water. You see, said mbak Narni, Mr. Raga likes his coffee that directly uses boiling water. I do not like to use thermos water. fortunately, yesterday I boiled. I don't know his habits.

"Let me, the heat of the matter" said Liam. He took the teapot and poured the boiling water into two cups lined up.

I brought a cup of hot coffee while chatting lightly with Liam, sometimes sometimes we laugh a little.

"I go in first" I said to Liam.

"Be careful the coffee is hot" he said.

I smiled, and then I opened the door.

Bruk!

I closed the door again, then turned around.

"Smiling who are you?" ask Raga judes.

"Why is it so long?" continued Mr. Raga, he made sure his hand told me to make it closer.

"What's wrong with this floor? why is the occupant of his mouth sepedes syeetan chili?" I said in my heart.

"Racheeel, I asked you!" said Mr. Raga kesyel.

"Eh, nganu, that's loh, sir. Um, same assistant, sir. Liam's..."

"Don't joke you, Rachell!" said Mr. Raga who was shaking his desk, told me to put the coffee cup.

"How about kidding, anyway?" my inner.

"Hows it? your leg is healed?" ask Mr. Raga after doing one shuffle.

He put a cup of coffee new money drunk a little.

"Legs? alhamdulillah, help Tristan. So my legs are getting better" I said.

"One of the staff here, you won't know" I said.

"Who are your legs?" he's just another.

"Same with him,"

"You're telling the men to touch your feet?"

"He was intent on doing something strange, not doing something strange, sir. If he doesn't help me, maybe today I can't stand in front of you, my lord?" I said with a little bowing and then re-enforcing.

"Ck, get back to your desk!" he took his hand.

Thought laler the time we are flailed so, must be emotional if you have a boss model this.

Just muting bodies and taking a step, Raga called again, "Racheeeel!".

"Njiiiiih, Dalem, Bapakkeee.." I said as polite as possible and as gentle as possible.

"This 10 o'clock you come with me! wear real shoes!" said Mr. Raga pointing at me who is still wearing flops.

My stomach kraaak kruuuk kraaak kruuuk. Still waiting 1 hour to go to 10 am.

"A permit to eat can't it be about?" my mind squeaks.

Very afraid if I nanya 'Pak I permit to eat, from morningsaya not yet breakfast,' eh boa ntar mengejawab use chanting 'No comment is suffering loe, stupid do not want to know...!' while rocking jaran lumping.

I held onto my stomach and felt a lot of pain in my stomach.

"Racheel! please buy me a burger! I was suddenly hungry!" said the boss who stopped his job. He pinched the base of his nose, puyeng.

"In fact, insolvent company, the proof is that the boss of his face until haunted kayak getoooh," I inwardly.

I did not bring a vehicle, so yes I took an onlen taxi to buy the same food requested by Mr. Raga I did not air. His stomach he's angry mulu anyway. Fortunately, Liam wanted to come, so I had enough of his friends. Some with this short skirt are afraid to also ride the vehicle alone.

"Truly buy it in this place? sure I'm not going wrong?" I'm the same with Liam.

"No, Mr. Raga if the food problem is not so complicated, only his mouth only likes to judge!" said Liam.

We laugh together.

"Geez, really, Mom!" I said.

"This mas Liam out of the office at this hour is really okay? ntar sprayed Mr. Raga again,"

"No, I was allowed to go out. As long as there is no schedule meeting mah, all are safe." he said.

Deuh, if you can mbak Erna the old permission. So pretty not squirming his face wryly tuh people. But kasian too, Mas Liam so much work.

Go buy the boss's food, I go back to the office. Wear high heels like gini, make the road not free.

"Slowly aja. Instead of falling all the food," said Liam. He put his hand in his pocket.

"Yes, yeah. Just calm down.." I said.

At first glance I squirm at whispers. Maybe they are jealous of me walking the same way Mas Liam. From yesterday it was scattered everywhere, all mocking me.

"Not to be ignored. Everywhere there will be people who are jealous of our current position" said Mas Liam as if he knew what I was thinking.

"Yes, yes, too..."

"In the world of work. No oenting the cry of people. All I have to do is, come on, do your job and go home with the money. That's it..." Mas Liam kaya.

Not how long we've been in the boss's room.

"Not come in?"

"No, I have a job. Reschedule some meetings, I go first." said mas Liam who went away.

While I have been waiting for the boss to go directly to the court and without knocking on the door first.

Kreeks!

"God, Racheeeel! you got me!" said the boss with a slightly pointed face.