The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Billing Promises

"Racheeel...?!" mas Liam held my hand. And we touch again, and that means my energy will evaporate like smoke.

"Don't, we can postpone it tomorrow" Liam continued.

"No need, Mas. If the hair that will not be united again with this creature, I cut and I return it to make Ajeng and his mother go quietly. Yes, I did it tonight." I said while staring at Ajeng who was still with a haughty attitude.

"Listen yes, Ajeng?! I will return this hair of yours, provided on one condition?! you're sorry your mother, even if you weren't born in her womb, but she cares about you. At least you're luckier than the kids out there who have parents but never had time to be together" I said firmly.

"You should be grateful, with your hair it can help pay for the care of your sister Alvi in the hospital, instead of prolonged anger. If you believe you are also the one who lost, have you become a ghost you are still a grudge?! is it because he was present in your father's life? as if she took the place that belonged to your birth mother? huh uh?" I'm reprimanding this ghost keblinger.

At first I was afraid of Ajeng's face, but over time I was used to seeing him and even kasian with Ajeng who had a grudge for his stepmother during his life.

"Don't you hear me, Ajengggg?!!!" my voice's up. But he was still with his attitude that made the emotions of the soul.

"I'll go back as long as you apologize to your mother. Aiiihh, you have both disappeared from the world, still do not get along!" I'm head-scalking.

"You put my hair back on, and then I'll fulfill your request!" say Ajeng.

While her stepmother only cried, and her crying was heartbreaking as well as serem.

"Okay, but be careful if you don't keep your promise. I'll uber you up to the ant hole though?!" threaten me with Ajeng.

If yes the case of Ajeng does not make promises, it is not funny if the devil diuber is the same human. His pride as a demon would collapse instantly.

I took the hair one hand of my hand, and the other hand gripped the scissors.

All eyes are looking at me.

"Eeiit, waitin yaaaahhh?" my spoken.

"Behold, I'll look at the glass first. That's short next door, right, Berabe?!" I said gliding to one corner of this room, which had a mirror standing on it.

And yes the ghosts follow me.

"Racheeel .. It's midnight, it's not good to cut hair" said Mas Liam.

"Ck, stop. Than I was in the same terror he kept. I want to live as I should, sleeping in the boarding house is not good" I said.

I saw my feminine figure in front of the mirror, then I pointed the scissors to the front of the neck and suddenly I...

"Racheeeel? what are you doing?" sound from the front door of the room that was wide open.

I nengok.

"Awwwah!" because I spontaneously looked and forgot to step aside from the position of the scissors, my neck was scratched by the pointy end of the scissors.

"You're crazy, aren't you? why are you a toy scissor malem-malem?!" said Mr. Raga who immediately broke through the ghosts lined up.

Mr Raga called the cutlery, "Ck, if you're tired of living? don't do that in my apartment?!"

"No, Mr. .. eh, dear?!" I looked towards Ajeng who glared. She thought I wouldn't want to turn her hair back on.

"Sir, flip the scissors" I said to take again the scissors held by Mr. Raga. But he doesn't want love, he's clapping in the back of his body.

"If you have a lot of debt, let me help you pay it off. This is not the only way to get out of trouble" said Mr. Raga.

"Geez, who is in debt? here behind.." I tried to seize but Mr. Raga kept hiding that thing.

I could see the look of anger on Ajeng's face, and this hunch of mine wouldn't be all right. Especially when you get closer. I don't want him to hurt the boss.

Immediately I pulled Raga's suit, I kissed him and immediately took the scissors that Raga had hidden behind his body.

After getting the item that was my goal, I immediately faced the mirror.

And...

The kreeeesess?!!

I cut my hair with scissors. The hair that was originally long waist spai now only remains limited to the shoulders.

Mr. Raga can only gawk.see what I'm doing, "Rachel, what are you doing? are you crazy, huh?"

Mr. Raga tried to stop me, but I langskung 'crescue crass' cut hair quickly already like a cut of red shoots using grass clippers.

I'm sure the shape of my piece is not symmetrical, tends to be randomadut. But it's okay. For the sake of being able to return the rbut immediately. After all had been cut au saw there was another figure in the mirror. Not Ajeng, not his stepmother or Liam but another figure who looked at me with his cynical gaze. She wears a shanghai collar, with flowers. And when I blinked my eyes, the figure went nowhere.

"What are you doing? if you don't like long hair, isn't this the way?!" snapped by Raga.

"It's not so, sir. This is the hair of a dead man, and he's after me because of this hair. So I have to give it back immediately" I said, showing a collection of hair strands in my hand.

"You're crazy,"

"I would go crazy if I was chased for such a trivial item like this" I nyautin.

I passed Raga and walked closer to Ajeng and his mother. I also saw Liam who was looking at me with a different look. Is he jealous?

"Bring up, this is yours?!" I handed the hair to ajeng's hand.

"And now it's your turn!" seriously say.

Instead of answering my orders, Ajeng instead looked at the hair in his grasp with a sad look. She cried and held the hair firmly.

"Ajeng, fulfill your promise." I said ngingetin nih ghost. Mr. Raga thinks maybe I'm a strange woman, mengegusting own hair and talking to myself. But yes udin it, it's okay that the ghosts stop chasing.

"Let's wait, don't nangeeees!" I screamed because I honestly felt sleepy and wanted to sleep.

The originally lowered Ajeng looked at the strands by the strands of his hair, now lifting his chin. He looked at me and then at his mother.

"Racheeeel," called Raga from behind me, but I bravely raised my hand.

"Come, do it.." said my nyecerr the Ajeng.

And without me expecting, Ajeng prostrated at his mother's feet. Stepmothers who have not been considered.

"I'm sorry Ajeng, Mom..."

"Yes, Son. Yes ... I'm sorry.." said his mother.

The two beings with pale skin were now embracing, spilling a sense of haru that shackled the two.

"We go home now" said the mother.

"Thank you Rachel .. and send my regards to Alvi. Just tell me from Rahmi's mother." said Ajeng's stepmother.

Geez, his son who is pregnant now it's his mother's turn to ask for his greetings to Alvi. Ck ck, ghost is now a very hobby ngerepotin.

"Come, son.." Rahmi's mother clasped Ajeng's hand. And they both left and slowly disappeared like smoke.

While I was trying to find the whereabouts of Liam's mas, which I'd rather ignore, "Mas Liam?"