The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Finally Meet

The next morning, I was cured of lemes thanks to a few bottles of infusion and vitamins that entered my body and made me seger. I'm sure Mr. Raga paid a lot for this. But once again I do not want the price, afraid of the awareness immediately floated so terjamnya.

In the hospital there is no bad food, everything is delicious. Because of the amount of food, yesterday I was allowed to share it with the same care nurse who came to the room cleaning service. Mr. Raga is not angry au ngelakuin it, yes who told him to order food all the crab, right?

Yes know we are sick again but do not eat that much as well, can mbledos my stomach is there.

I want the name is actually the same Mr Raga, "This Anti No plan to return to the Netherlands that?"

But again the desire can only be stored in the heart, we do not dare to talk.

"Why?" mr. Raga nanyain me. Yes from the morning he was already here.

"Nothing, sir..."

"Oh yes, outside of office hours, I do not want you to speak in standard language, but you talk should be soft tend to be dear. You can position yourself as an assistant if you are in office hours. Remember, Eyang should not get suspicious, so you should start getting used to not be stiff," said Mr. Raga as he pleased.

"You hear no, Racheeel?" continued.

"Denger, Sir. It's really quite a shock..."

"Good! don't forget to practice,"

"Njiiih, Paaak.." I bowed respectfully.

Mr. Raga turned back and headed for the door, while I was still on the spot.

Then he stopped, without looking, "I want to go to Liam's room, you want to come?"

"Ikuuuut, Paaakk?!!" I ran towards Raga sir.

But suddenly...

Klek?!

"Aaaawwkhh?!" Kesleo feet.

And

Hap?!!

Then arrested. He was captured in Raga's arms. His sharp eyes looked at me, I also squirmed at him. So we're looking now.

"Ehm, sorry," I realized that this half-sweet position is not good for heart health and feelings.

But Raga is still silent.

"Ehem, sorry, Paaak.." I said again.

"Oh.." Raga straightened both of us.

He took his hand off me, "Hem, we're going to Liam's room!" said it.

But just stepped up, my heels broke.

"Aawwkkh," I let go.

"Why again?" ask Mr. Raga.

"It's okay-why-"

"It's 5 o'clock past 1 minute 30 seconds, so your way of speaking please be changed huh....?!" serobot, sir Raga, pointing at his watch.

"Oh my goodness, by the way should the alarm be changed in hape?!" batinku.

"Why was that?" ask Mr. Raga.

"Ng .. It's okay, honey. Just broken his heels," I said a little kagok fitting say 'honey'.

"Here I see,"

I'm my high heels on the left.

"Ck, can't it be maintained?!" mr. Raga enters high heelsu into the trash.

"Sir, how was it thrown away anyway? yes aampuuuun, it can still be disoled?!"

"Whatwas? Risol?"

"Aarghh, which rich man knows the soles of shoes?!" I tried to walk towards the trash can, where my high heels were.

"Not to be taken, I will buy it again," said Mr. Raga.

He called people I don't know who, and after half an hour someone came here just to make shoes.

Maybe Raga asked. The shoes were teplik shoes, no right at all.

"Because you've exhausted the kesleo, so for today don't wear the right shoes first, and don't install, understand?" said Mr. Raga.

I'm nagging, "Guerti...."

"Good?!

Finally after spending with kesleo and waiting for dateng shoes, I can also nengokin mas Liam. The sound of my shoes and Mr. Raga, make my heart more stubborn.

And when I was about to enter, suddenly there was a hand filling my fingers.

"Hi, Liam..."

"Sister Raga. I'm glad Raga's brother came back here," Liam smiled at us. Of course with that beautiful smile, I throw back the sweetest smile I can. A new lifetime this time I was fascinated with spirits, although now the spirit figure is now becoming real, and I am very grateful for it.

Can't be overshadowed, I'm at the moment. An expanding smile adorned my face in front of Liam mas, ready to be greeted.

"Hi...?" say Liam to me.

"Hi.." I replied with a full smile.

"Who is he, brother? is he Raga's candidate?" ask Liam to Raga.

The deg!

One question that makes me lemes.

"Did he not want me.? Is it because I met him while he was traveling as a spirit?" my mind thrashed.

"Yeah? is he...?" said Mas Liam towards Mr. Raga.

Mr. Raga looked at me briefly. From the way he spoke, it was likely that the two of them had said a lot before today.

"Sister Raga? why silence?" liam asked again in a voice that was still very weak.

"Ehm, yes that's it. Hem, how are you? what's better?" ask Mr. Raga who is now flexible to be a brother.

As for me, my heart is now falling apart like dandruff. It's melting, because he doesn't recognize me as what I should be.

Don't ask, my eyes are clearly glazed. The pain of his heart felt increased many times because until it was not known as Liam.

"You take a break, later you will come here often" said Mr. Raga. Mas Liam nodded, while my tears could no longer be dammed.

"Sister go first, Liam.." said pa Raga, he pulled me out of Liam's cooking room.

Up in the lobby, I took my hand off the boss. Tears were everywhere.

"Hikkkss.." I cry.

"If you want to cry, later in the car. Not here. Later people think I'm doing you, Racheel?!" said Mr. Raga.

Without my consent, Raga took my hand to the car. In the car I nangeeees again. Tears feel like there is no end. Want to come out all, nysek very chest taste.

"You cry how many hours are you? my car could get a local deluge, if I think this is the way..."

"You don't know if I'm heartbroken?! respect a little can not, paaak? I'm heartbroken, huaaaaaaaaaaaa....?!" I clutched his suit, I hit his chest.

Bag bug bag bug?!

He caught my hand, "What the hell are you thinking? you are again bound by my agreement?! can you like other men? and that's my own sister?!!" mr. Raga was angry.

"Whataaa?" I looked sharply at Mr. Raga. Our eyes meet.

"You're forbidden from having a relationship with anyone, as long as it's still a covenant with me understand? even if it's just a liking that you crave yourself in the heart," said Mr. Raga.

"Our son has moved like yes, sir..?"

"I do not like to be denied, Rachel.." said Mr. Raga softly silenced my mouth with his hand.