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

"Am I dead?" ask again.

"I'll give it to you if you ask for it now" said Mas Liam. I heard him take a few steps back.

"Don't be afraid! I'm just kidding, come in. Calm down inside safe," liam smiled while I between should believe it or not I was still confused.

But I guess Liam didn't mean anything bad, so I just followed him.

Liam told me to enter a few digits, because this door lock system uses a number password. This house is in elite housing and not in apartments. But make it here with a very fast time, until now my common sense has not been able to accept it all.

When the door was opened, the house was still pitch-black. And liam made it instantly bright.

"Come in" said Liam.

With a doubtful step I sat on the sofa, with a face that automatically shock really.

"I know, you must have realized something, right?"

"So you?"

"I'm still traveling, Rachel. I don't know at this moment that I clearly feel that something is holding me here" Liam said. He sat next to me. I just realized that the face of this mas Liam shoots really.

"Mas, are you really his sister, Mr. Raga?" I just went to Liam mas, already to the level of gods.

"He told you, huh? sorry, I didn't mean to cover everything. At first I was surprised, because it turns out you can see me." he said.

"My brother Raga aja that I follow every day, he did not know and realized about my existence. That's why when I met you, I was happy. Finally I don't feel lonely anymore, finally there is something I can talk to.." he said.

"Listen I'm Rachel, apart from me who's still stuck around her fate. I want to tell you something." she continued.

"Whatis that? I nautin both eyebrows.

"If the ghost of the woman follows you, for you wear her hair. He wants his hair back" said Mas Liam.

"Hair?"

"Your long hair is not your real hair, is it?" ask Liam.

I nodded, "Yes, I hooked him up at the salon..."

"Well, what am I supposed to do, Mom?" my words are full of worry.

"Please, I'll help you. But you also have to help me..."

"What?" i stare at.

"That's what we can talk about again. The most important thing right now is that we focus on your hair. Maybe you should cut it or--"

"No way, because the one who wants me to have long hair is Mr. Raga. He asked me to..."

"But he didn't tell you to wear the hair of a dead person, did he?" serobot and Liam.

"No, he just told me how to make my hair long. What's wrong is the salon, I don't know if this conjoined real hair, and the apesnya people have been mengegoy!" I said hold the head.

"Udah, don't stress. I'll help you get rid of that ghost. Now you rest, it's night..."

"Relax, he won't chase you here,"

"I mean, I'm so horrified that this is the sticky hair in my hair, Mas.." I showed you my long, wavy hair.

Mas Liam laughed a little, "Hold it first, I asked him. He wants to stop bothering you. For a while, it was sabarin, okay?"

"Yes, Mas.." I said.

Mas Liam got up and coded for me to come with him.

"You can rest in my room" he said, then walked over and stopped at a door.

He's unlocked.

The first thing I saw, the room was clean and tidy, or what looked like in my eyes was just a mirage? Don't know, lah. What was clear in my view at the moment, there was a room I could occupy.

"May I sit here?" I touched the bed.

"Sure, do whatever you want, Rachel. No need to bother! everything is clean" said Liam

"Because even though I don't exist, but there are people who always come to clean it. He's Raga's man. Even though his mouth was like a chilli, but he had a gentle soul. Yeah, even though I haven't been able to get along with him since I was a kid." she continued. He bent his legs, half sitting on the floor.

"Why? isn't Liam his assistant, Raga? should you guys be able to deket dong?" my many.

"Because yes, we can't do it. Even though I've done a lot of things, including being her assistant, a job that drains her energy, mind and especially emotions, right?" said Mas Liam.

"Yes really! very emotional if it is the same old sir Raga emang!" I said pol.

"Rest me, I'll stand guard outside." said Liam, he got up and intended to come out but his hand I pulled.

"Here I am, I am not used to this room. The room is too wide, my mind so parno-an continues to exist," I said honestly.

I made myself sit on the bed with my legs straightened. Liam was daydreaming, not knowing what he was thinking.

"So she knows what she doesn't know about her real life situation?" my inner.

"Is Liam stuck because of the many medical devices that support his life?" I looked at this man in front of me.

His real face if looked at there is no similar-like boss sir. From the jaw line, nose and others as if they were two people born with different prints.

But maybe, it doesn't look like the times. My neighbors are also her children in not similar to each other, depending on how pregnant her mother craves what soap. If she is pregnant like watching Indianhe, her child is rather sharp and her skin is sapodilla mateng. And the second pregnant she said like watching kung fu movies, her son was bald and long growing his hair plus his eyes in line like no intention to be literate.

Outside of drizzling, I was still wary of the ghost asking for her hair forcibly tonight.

"Not to worry, you sleep. If the ghost comes, I'll intervene." said Mas Liam.

"Yes" I said.

And yes, Liam's wry demeanor that makes me very comfortable, uh.

"Geez, I have the same heart --" I immediately shook my head, dismissing all those thoughts.