The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Cannot Cool off

I clicked on Tristan's name, with all due consideration I finally called. Set the volume first so that Mr. Raga does not wake up.

"Hello, Chel...? tumben nelfon what's wrong? yes kangen?" tristan early in the morning.

"Kangen from the iced tea straw times! nothing!there's no kangen-kenan,"

"Continue saying nelfon's clock if you don't miss?" ask Tristan.

"I want it, why is it that in the office there's a rumor that I'm with you?"

"Where do I know Rachel. Yes ... It may be from the buzzers of love who are seeing us this is actually suitable to be a couple of lovers, right? besides you should be grateful to be rubbed with me, try if digosipin same mang Juki, Office security guard. You can be pounded as binya," Tristan continued.

"Well, please clarify to people that we have nothing to do, Tan?!"

"So, those who are stormy why am I the stormy one?"

"Just clarifying, I don't want to know?! oh...?!" I hung up the phone with a breath.

"Udah finished getting angry? my ears did not nggung ngung by you telfon earlier?!" mr. Raga's voice ngaggetin me.

"Astaghfirullaah...?!"

"Should I have said astaghfirullah?! just took a moment, you are already noisy?! thankfully I don't hang?!" mr. Raga misuh-misuh.

"Yes yes, sir..."

Oh my goodness, Mr. Raga. I don't think you can do it a day, don't growl. It's still a good thing that I got a leave yesterday, so my I'm safe from being snapped by Mr. Raga.

"You rest, I want to go out first" said Mr. Raga.

"Where are you going? want to nengokin mas Liam? if so, I will come, sir. I also want to know how things are.." I open the blanket and prepare for an infusion pole.

"Eh, uh, uh, who did you get out of that bed? hem?" mr. Raga approached with a very sharp look.

"Come, come back again?! back again...?!" mr. Raga ngibasin.

I immediately returned to bed and returned to my original position.

He approached and shook his body forward, "Don't get down from here, without my permission, okay?"

I'm nagging, okay.

"Good?!" said Mr. Raga. He got up and put both hands in his pants pocket.

"Later you can visit Liam, if the condition is already possible to visit people other than his family. He is still very weak and needs a lot of rest, as well as you," said Mr. Raga who then came out of my ward.

While after Mr. Raga came out I was alone again and again. While I was staying with my dreams, there was a mas Liam who repeatedly said I was told to keep my promise. Though the promise he meant, very heavy to be realized.

"Mas Liam likes to ngadi emang yes, I was told beside Mr. Raga. Raga and I together are just a mutually beneficial relationship, a kind of mutual symbiosis. Not to be a single lifetime, after all?!"

"This is the definition of love comes not according to the situation and conditions," I repeat myself.

I did not go anywhere, the furthest I went to the toilet was also in this room, the rest I just watch tivi, sleep, watch tivi, sleep, until tau-tau already gray hair, grandchild until 5 seeds, so long so continue?! eh no! Yeuh the Rachel if you like not thinking!

At the end of the day, there is a door that shakes. Well, this must be Raga sir wants to nengokin me. And when the door was opened, it was not Mr. Raga who was nongol, but rather Enjel.

"Excuse me, miss.." mbak Enjel entered very politely. Though I am nobody, he should not be so yak.

"Get in and out of Enjel.." I was as friendly as possible.

Mbak Enjel in bring a tote, like the shirt, like yaaaaa.

"I came here on Mr. Raga's orders, to give a change of clothes to Miss. And also food that will be present soon," said mbak Enjel.

And actually dong, end up Enjel mbak talking that way. There are other people who come bring food, really gangs. Maybe Raga thought that I was malnourished, until I was sent this much food. Or maybe all this will be calculated and my salary cut to screen all this? Oooooh, noooaackkkk?!

"All right, I'm sorry, miss." said one of the men whose job was to carry food.

"Oh yes yes, thank you mas.." I said.

And after the ma-mas was gone, mbak Enjel was ready to go too.

"Then excuse me too, miss.." said Mr. Enjel but I prevented.

"Wait a minute, Ma'am?!" I'm not getting Enjel to come out.

"Ehm, mbak Enjel I want to ask for help," I continued.

"What do you ask for, miss?"

"I want to cool down Liam," I said timidly.

"Ehm it's Miss---"

"Pleaseeee, so pleaseeee mbak Enjel?! mr. Raga isn't here, is he?" i'm mastiin.

"Yes, but---"

"I just want to see how things are, Mom. I got to dream of everything, Ma'am. I want her to be okay, pleasee. Mr. Raga will not know if Mbak Enjel did not tell you. I saw it from far away, it was okay. The important thing is that I can squirm Liam. Loading from the glass is also okay, kok.." I started to make sense.

"I don't dare, Miss. Because Mr. Raga is coming in a few minutes. You better be good in this room than you get into trouble later. Mr. Liam is better now" said Mr. Enjel.

"here? mr Raga?"

"You're right, miss.." said Mr. Enjel.

"So, can't nih nganterin squirm mas Liam for a moment," I'm still maksa.

"For now can't, Miss." said Mr. Enjel.

"Yes .. yes, hemm" I said limp, helpless.

"Good, Miss. Then excuse me" said Enjel standing and bowing as a sign of his honor.

Uncle Enjel out of my room. And my wish for liam's writhing is gone. Wes angel tree.

Now pull the blanket and sleep. Udah no appetite as well, justin aja Pak Raga later who ate all these foods. It was a full table, not to mention the one that had been put in the refrigerator.

"Nasibb yes nasiiib." I said in my heart.