The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
The Future Threatened

"M-sorry, Sir. I forgot the door first." I said.

"Emh, are you sick again?" I said who put my groceries on the table and approached Raga who was standing in front of the toilet door.

"No, no. I'm not okay, I'm just a clamp,"

"Prepy's hands?"

As an agile personal assistant, I also grabbed the hand of Raga's clamped finger.

"Nobody got hurt, sir! secure all fingers!"

"The door is also safe, there are no leaks. But what is the face of Mr pucket?" I continued nanya.

"I'm not a door clamp, but a zipper clamp!" said Mr. Raga with a face that is still grimacing.

"Retsleting?"

"Already, already. No need to talk about it!" said Mr. Raga, whose road is like a person exhausted in circumcision, he sat slowly on the sofa.

Genuinely, I really don't laugh. But I can't let go, sir boss is angry. At first I thought he was at the top because of the devil, uh apparently because his future assets were threatened.

"Want me to take you to the hospital?" my many.

"He's shaking his head, "No, no! I want to cancel the schedule today!" he said while enduring the pain.

"I said Mas Liam then?" my spoken.

"Mass?"

"Eh, I mean Mr. Liam..."

"Nhd!" said Mr. Raga.

He called someone to cancel all his schedules today. It's not funny that he met someone with a hard way. I have not yet memorized how exactly his assistant Mr. Raga. I was also just a new personal assistant in a matter of days.

Oh yea. Mr. Raga also called doctor Sam to come here. He's pretty independent for nelfonin himself. It's good to see a good doctor today. I just don't believe in marriage, it doesn't mean my eyes can't stand out which one is handsome which one isn't.

Mr. Raga is handsome, but it's fierce. Like a lion that's flabby. We'd love to be surprised if he snapped like that.

"Take it" said Mr. Raga. He took one hape out of his pocket.

"What is this, sir?"

"That's hape," said Mr. Raga kesel.

"Yes sir, I know this is a hape. What does this mean?"

"There are many important contacts. From now on if there's anything you're calling. You're not my assistant to eat blind paychecks" he said.

Yeuuuh the Father. The future again cenut aja still can be angry. Wonderful deh.

Not long for Doctor Sam to come.

"What else, Ga? you know I no longer have hours of practice in the hospital. Like someone who wants to be delivered to be sent here?" doctor Sam said.

If I am enough to think about doctor Sam aja, all diseases can be directly 'caw' menggaat.

"If you're not urgent, too bad to call you here, Sam!"

"Who else is sick?"

"I'm out of the zipper clamp," said Mr. Raga.

"Where, how, Ga? clamp it?!! huaaahahhahah,"

"What really? how can? what's the rush?" ask doctor Sam.

Responding to the annexation from Mr. Raga, "I told you not to come here for ngetawain,"

"Yes, I checked first how bad the wound was." said doctor Sam.

Even I was horrified, suddenly confused I had to do.

"Are you sure you want to stay here?" ask doctor Sam.

"Ehm, I go to the pantry first,"

"Sapine? is that clamping down on your assets not your hands?" I I'm still standing.

"Hahahaha, my goodness. Where'd you find the new assistant, Ga? funny as well as the person," said doctor Sam who originally thought calm, can also laugh wide like that.

"Wait what else?" mr. Raga showed food with his chin.

I also have a burger and chocolate frappe. With awkwardness I put a burger and cringe into the mouth of the boss judge.

"If you don't torture, what am I doing here? make me think you're the one who's incarnated old baby?" ask doctor Sam.

"Yes you give cake medicine, what kind of cake, the incantation of cake. All that matters is let me get well!" said Mr. Raga.

"Sunat again, Ga!" doctor Sam's suggestion.

"Basic doctor jerky!" aspat mr. Raga.

"Hadeuh, if you don't want. You're an exclusive patient, and I'm living here! sick but not checked? how do you give me the medicine to try?" sam's doctor was shaking his head while doodling on a piece of paper.

"The recipe!" continued doctor Sam gave a piece of paper to Mr. Raga.

"What's this?" mr. Raga ngibasin the paper.

"I said recipe!"

"You didn't bring the medicine? why would I call you here if I had to boil my own medicine?" said Mr. Raga.

Doctor Sam sniffed his own chest, "You're patient huh? ngadepin Raga it must be a lot of patient stock, consider it a field of reward," said doctor Sam throwing a smile at me.

"Yes, Doc.." I returned her sweet smile.

Beuuh, I'm nervous so gripped brown frappe boss sir.

"Racheeeell.." Gregetan boss sir.

"Eh, yes, sir. Sorry, I'm thirsty to see you eat the thing," I said while jejelin again the boss's mouth was using a jumbo burger.

"Ntar tell people to buy. I have to go back to the hospital, "doctor Sam got up from his seat.

"Yes, thanks Sam!" said Mr. Raga.

Doctor Sam raised his hand without turning around, "Never mind!"

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After all the schedules became ruined because of the zipping incident that went black, the boss pam told me to make a move to his house.

"Inget yes, call Honey, or whatever it is. Don't show awkward looks, I don't want my grandmother to be suspicious" said the boss.

"Do you know what, Rachel?" ask Mr. Raga.

"Yes, yes I understand, Paaak.." I said softly.

Never once dated, yes surely I'm the same as Raga sir as he is also my boss in the office.

"Hopefully, his grandmother, Mr. Raga, did not neremin yes, not fierce." I said in my heart.

After driving a long time, finally plastered also in real and haqiqi a luxurious building in front of my eyes.

We hick people can only gawk at home that does not need to be asked how much it costs, you certainly can not make nyicil let alone buy.

"Down" said Mr. Raga. Right now we're in the company of the boss sir.

I'm sure he will not be fokeus bring a car with him again flutter not because. Well he was a street kayak pemberant circumcision inih.

"Hold, Rachel. Don't laugh" I said inwardly.

"Congratulations-" said a waiter. But before the servant continued his words, Raga raised one hand. The waiter was silent as well.

"Sshh, fight.." occasionally Mr. Raga complained softly.

"Tumben's home at this hour, Raga!" said an old grandmother with an elegant style at her age who may have touched the head 7