The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Sia Bluguk!

Kingiiyinggg!!!!

Krrieyinggg!!!

"Geez, how noisy, hoaamph" I'm alarming to hape.

"What? an alarm?" I jumped in shock, almost jumping out of bed.

"Allah, O Allah, O Allah, do not be late,"

But right down from the mattress and look at the wall clock, I blinked for a while, even I rubbed my eyes for the mastiin I saw was really there.

"Once 3am? it's impossible" I shook my head. I saw my alarm go off.

"I set the alarm at 5 am, can't the alarm be on at 3 am? who's the one who's nyetting?" I'm matiin my hapek that sounds mulu daritadi.

"I'm scared, why?" whisper right in my right ear.

I'm the kagey, bil hape and ngibrit out of the room. I gedor-gedor his room Mba Wita.

"Mbaaak, Mbaaak Vitaaaa...?!"

Dogh!

Dogh!

"What's Raa-" said Wita to open the door with his eyes still half open.

I'm welcome to come in, "Mbak? don't you have nail clippers?" I said while closing the door.

"Huh? nail clippers? make what?"

"Make the trees nervous, Ma'am?! nail clippers make it mototngin nails, Ma'am.." said I.

"What time is it? want to chop grass, eh nails? pamali knows?" said Mbak Wita while moving his closet.

"Now, hoaaamphh?" mbak Wita gave jumbo nail clippers to me.

"I can't sleep, I'm hitching a ride here first huh, Mbaaak?" I try not to look panicked.

"Yes yes, whatever you do, Rachel. The important thing is not to be noisy," said Mbak Wita who immediately molested again.

While I, minjem nail clippers only for alesan, because I could not sleep at all. Moreover, the bed mbak Wita is very efficient place, only fit for one person. So, I sat on the floor waiting for the sun to shine again.

I'm trying to catch my breath, my heart's like a drum that's been pounded. Beuh, dag dig dug pauseg jedug bae.

"O Allah, good thing Wita wants to open the door, try it if not? do not know what my fate is, I can be alone with the same cursed sheetan," I murmured softly.

"Eh, uh, don't be tempted. Ntar she nongol berabe kan dayi. No, no, don't. We still need to sleep, it's enough 2 hours to care for a momentary ngeliyep," I said while looking left right, mastiin safe state controlled.

But drowsiness, people sleep in a sitting position while the man is bent ya hard ya. Very pegeeeel neck, nuduk mulu.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

The door of Mbak Wita's room was knocked. I was half asleep, waking up again. But this time my brain is directly connected.

"It's impossible for people at this hour to knock on the door, why try?" I muttered to myself.

The way of ngetoknya also different, so it is not like we are the tok tok gitu. Not that but, tok plan tok again slowly keep tok again that way.

I got up and tried to get out of the window next to the door.

"No one," I said, I could breathe a sigh of relief at once.

Jheng jreeng!

Wasn't it! not that, wooy!

But suddenly the face of the woman I had in my dream was in plain sight. He's nongol in front of the window.

"Blegug sia!" when I see an unwanted face.

"What's that, Maesarooohh?!! o Allah.." I closed the curtains and sat back down on his bed with Wita.

His face was real. Same as yesterday-yesterday, budet. He was like saying, "Return ...return it.."

Do we not help anything from him, what must be returned? Not know either.

But then again, no matter how scared I am. I tried to keep my mouth shut so that Wita wouldn't wake up. I can't stand it just to be literate while reading the verse of the chair as much as possible, until the mouth is dry.

Thankfully, he did not hit the door again. In addition to already want to enter at dawn, maybe he also calluses his hands ngetokin door but not opened, rashaainn lu!

Long story short, I came out of Eita's bedroom at about 5 a.m. The sky was still dark, but the other occupants had already left the room. There is a jog there are nongki on the balcony while ngrumpi nyeri other dreams, there are also those who go hunting breakfast. It's safe for me to go back to my room. There is no way a nongol demon in a game situation. Auto got hit by the same jagger chicks here.

My body feels bad to wake up, shower and pray I do not waste time. I'm getting ready to wear office clothes. There are still 10 minutes for breakfast, quite a few noodles brewed a million people. If again on the train there is a shady, auto so want to join buy, and it feels laziiiz.

Do not ask nutritious or not, make our wallet is dry again and do not think so. The important thing is that someone enters the stomach already alhamdulillah.

"Sampe forgot the bike I haven't picked up in the workshop yet, again! mampusss, I hope not diloakin am brother workshop!" I hurriedly ate noodles and rushed to work.

The money is getting smaller because I go back and forth in a taxi.

"Tomorrow I ride the bike again, if I like money abis for a trip back and forth to the office," I said in my heart.

Not like the previous day who was chasing the same time, Mr. Raga, today is quite relaxed I walk too.

"Rachel, the clock is coming!" said a man.

"Have a clock this late?" I'm with Tristan.

"Deliberately waiting for you, yesterday I want to say hello, uh your hastily climbed to the top," said Tristan.

"Have breakfast yet? if we haven't had breakfast together in the cafeteria, yet" Tristan offered.

I'm whirling, "No, Tan! I'm gonna go straight up,"

"There's still half an hour left for work, come with me first! we fill our stomachs!" Tristan playboy stamped rhino, I made him come with her. I who wear high rights can not fight unless yes follow the human wants where.

"Tristan, I'm going upstairs." I said, but I wasn't hosed.

"Still in, Rachel!" He walked towards one of the empty benches.

"Now sit down, okay?" continued.

I'm not so comfortable if the decks are the same Tristan, the row of ex many. Just sat for 3 minutes, and there were whispers.

While the Tristan play go mesen same miss Kantin, I'm more uncomfortable sitting here.

Not long after the playboy turned around again, he sat in front of me, with two hot chicken soto bowls and two orange ice. Geez, the hot sotonya make me painstaking nahan desire for penyaplok.

"Eat, Chel..." Tristan nawarin me.

"No, you are..."

"I didn't eat two bowls!" Tristan pushed the bowl in front of me.

I looked to the left right, squirming tuh ciwik-ciwik on gossip.

"Udah justin. Usually fans if you see the idol walk with another girl, Chel! you have to get used to it." said Tristan.

"I mean, you mean, you know?"