The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
My hair is falling out

During my travels I was dem-diem. More to think of this Mr. Raga this why every time I talk about Liam he must say I ngawur lah, ngaco lah. Why is he the same as his assistant, sayah mas Liam has helped him.

"Ck! sucks!" sumpat boss when the car that we both boarded, got stuck.

I looked to the right.

"What?" mr. Raga looked back.

I shook my head, "No, sir." My eyes were straight ahead again.

"Tomorrow if you're not well, don't go first. But then you have to be healthy Walafiat, because grandma asked us to eat dinner together," said Mr. Raga.

"For him to be sick, the sore must be healed? hope it's someone else.." My inner.

"Racheeeel, do you hear me?"

"Yes sir, I'm horrified." I said.

After an hour's drive, we arrived at my boarding house. Not because it was far away, but because of the traffic jam that made us have to be together in one car.

"Thank you, sir." I said before I got off.

Mr. Raga didn't say anything, he just went. Yo wea sir, your sacarep. The important thing is that I said thanks for being taken.

And just like the previous nights, there were distractions. But because of the talk of Mr. Raga who told me I had to be healthy tomorrow afternoon, I tried not to ngerewes small disturbances like a falling book, or lights that suddenly koit themselves. Because there was no reaction from me finally the light went on by itself.

There are so many things that make me hard to sleep, but my body is very lemes even to scream like I have no energy. So, I'll sleep whatever happens tonight.

The next morning, just open my eyes to a messy room already like a broken ship. I was still sleepy just squirm a glance and then sleep again until 9 am. And wake up I will take the room, turn the stuff back to its original place. Really shamatan do not know adab, I was sick he even added my work.

I open the doors and windows, let there be air coming in.

"Yes, I was also kicked out of Rachel's room!" lia's voice from outside. I'm the one who cheered, Lia the one who talked to, how to carry my name.

"That's so crummy! rachel brought jurig here, what the hell? his voice was still, shrill. Groping me. That's why I wake up kayak gini, because all of them I can't sleep. It's dawn's turn, uh sleeping. That's why I skipped work today" Mirna chimed in on Lia's babble.

"What are they listening to? screeching? why am I just shuffling stuff in a fall, huh? is it really me?" mumbling myself.

I just open the door as wide as possible, the last I heard Mirna same Lia want to buy breakfast. So they hopefully gossiped about it.

It turned out that I wasn't the only one being bullied, but the other room as well. Mirna's talk is not true, it's not me who brought jurig here. But it costs us again to be struck by mystical terror.

"Let me talk to Mirna, let her not spread the news!" I'm nyerocos with my room.

Surprisingly, I've been taking medication and have been resting as well. But my body is still a pegel-pegel.

Kriyie.

There's a phone coming in.

"Hello?"

"Hello, who's sorry?" the number that goes into my hape is a foreign number.

"Liam, though,"

"Oaaaah, Mr. Liam. I'm sorry, I enjoyed it on the phone that Mr. Raga loves,"

"Are you better?" ask Liam.

"Udah, thank God..."

"Thank God that's it. I'll take a look later tonight, shall I? ahhm ... ehm, yes ... as a form of attention of his fellow assistants Mr. Raga," said mas Liam.

"Why?"

"This is a girl's dress. And the rule is that no guy can come in here" I said.

"Oh, that..."

"Yes, that's it.." I'm a little bad.

"Yes, the important thing is that you rest, let the spit be healed. Let me say it well later" said Mas Liam.

"Okay," I said, and he dropped his phone call

"By the way? whether he wants to say anything" I'm a little curious about the last sentence mas Liam earlier.

Selese clean-up I pesen food, if hot tea I make my own use a heater that if I like to nyetrum nyit to the skin.

Want to be diloakin but still darling, dear money can be made to buy another.

"Alhamdulillah," I said after the rice pack I finished and now the tea that I drank a little, still hot.

The situation is quite quiet, yes there is only Mirna's voice with Lia singing is not clear. Perhaps their discordant voice is what attracts the attention of astral beings to block this cosan. A voice that made my ears hurt.

Usually work is now a sudden holiday, so just throw me in the room. My window's open, let the wind in too. But yes it was until noon my body was still not so improved.

By late afternoon, Mr. Raga nelfon he told me to get ready. But when I got out of bed, there was a lot of hair falling out.

"Cock on the fall anyway? still no guarantee on hair? can bondol if I think it continues," I combed my hair with my fingers and a lot of hair left between my fingers. I immediately took a bath before Mr. Raga nelfon and got angry 'Add a catapult you, Rachel!' it would be Raga sir if nagging. Make a quail's head.

And when I was ready, it was beautiful to wear a bagujub which I thought was worth well, I heard there was a voice like a person who was writing. My eyes glanced at the table, and approached her.

"Please go back.." I muttered, I read what was written on the table. Yes, the pen is moving, dancing itself on top of the agenda book that suddenly opens.

"Give back what's not yours" I read the paper again.

"What's? restore what?" I looked all over the room. But then someone appeared suddenly.

"It's not clear, right! mending I'm gone now." I loaded up my bag and left my room with the lights on.

And really, just come down, Mr. Raga nelfon.

"I'm in front of your boarding house, get out!" jaa mr. Raga.

I said, "Njiiiiih, Bapakeeee. I'm out now,"

I got out and got in the boss's car. Just sat down too.

The sreeet!

"Abaaawhhh!" i'm squealing. Someone pulled my hair.

"Why are you, Rachel? isshh, you like to shock people!"

"There's a pull on my hair, sir.." I looked at Mr. Raga.

"Silly...?!!" mr. Raga rose one corner of his lips.

"I'm not lying, sir. My kosan is in a mystical terror, maybe the ghoib creature entered the car Mr..." I stroked my head, and yes there was only hair that was plucked. A few hairs are on my sidelines.

"Whatwas? ghoib creatures?" mr. Raga tipped the back of his hand on my forehead.

"Pantes, still angets!" said again.