The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Uncle Enjel And All That Makes Me Confused

"No way, Uncle Enjel? mbak Enjel in my mas Liam's room? da? mbak Enjel.." I nodded my head in disbelief.

"And he's Raga sir, how could that be the same mas Liam? since when do they deket?" I still shut my own mouth, afraid of the shock I made that sound. Anyway they can't know that I'm here anymore.

"That fruit you brought?" ask Liam.

"No, not me." replied Uncle Enjel.

"There may be someone who came to visit you here but since you were asleep, so he came back. Or maybe Raga's brother who came here." said mbak Enjel.

"Sister? he called Mr Raga 'Sister'? I don't understand." I still don't believe what I'm suffering.

"Yes, maybe, too." said mas Liam in response to Enjel's words earlier.

"Well, why isn't the toilet door ragged anyway?" mbak Enjel.

"Toilets?" ask Liam.

"The toilet door is a bit open," said mbak Enjel.

"I close first, beware." said mbak Enjel, while I immediately hid behind the door.

"Where is this? if the ntar willpower I was thought to be doing something strange it must be. What's the matter?" I panicked as Enjel's steps sounded closer.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

"Oh my goodness, how is that?" my heart was pounding as Enjel's footsteps grew longer

sounds closer.

Suddenly though...

Chequek!

"Excuse me, Mr. Liam." the voice of the nun who went into Liam's ward.

"What's up, Sus?" tanya Mbak Enjel seems to turn towards the sister is located. It was evident that there was a sound of moving away. Right now I feel so plong. I am still saved at last.

"Look, Miss. The doctor asked Mr. Liam to do a CT scan and a laboratory check" explained the nurse.

"Excuse me, yes." continued the nurse who seemed to be assisted by another colleague to push Liam's bed. That's what I saw, because I continued from here. And mbak Enjel came out following Liam's mas from behind.

After about 5 minutes the room was empty, I went out. In addition to fear mbak Enjel or the nurse will come again, I am also afraid that the demon in the toilet suddenly appears again.

"Huufh, finally." I said after walking out unnoticed by anyone.

"The intention of the heart wants to go out, but it continues to be heartbroken again" I said to go to the elevator.

There are many things I don't know. Starting from the closeness of Liam mas with mbak enjel who is one of his men pak Raga, and why mbak Enjel bravely call his boss with the name of brother in front of the mas Liam.

Only for now let the secret remain a secret. I don't want to think about it too much, I don't want to speculate. Simply enjoy the pain of the heart that again mastered.

The elevator door opened, I entered into it with shaky steps, not powered up. And not how long, the iron door opened again ngablak-ngablak.

I heard a noise when I was in the hospital lobby.

"Hello, what's up, Mel?" I'll sweep it when Amel's contact number is on the phone screen.

"Where? want to go home with you?" ask Amel.

"No. I'm out of the office, I think you're home, Mel.." I nautin eyebrow.

"Waste home, do you want maghrib?! the office is quiet," I'm ngingetin.

"Yes, you're in the parking lot. I'm calling you in the office" said Amel.

"I'm out by 5 p.m. Yes, you're careful, Mel.." I said before closing the phone.

I wonder if Amel ever said, several times saw a figure that resembles me. Hopefully that figure does not disturb Amel considering that this hour Amel is still in the office area.

As for me, pesen taxi online and go home to kosan. I stopped by to buy food on the street for dinner

From the morning my stomach was filled with nothing but water. That's why I got into the wind.

Before 7 p.m., I was sitting in my room.

"Thank you, Pa. This is the cost.." I sodorin the money according to the nominal stated in the ijo application.

"Makaish, Ma'am." replied the driver.

I got off the car. But there is something strange, because the gate that usually closes continues to open now.

And apparentlyaa....

There is another car parked in the dalem, from the muzzle of his car know it.

And after I entered, I squirm Mr. Raga who was standing next to his car and was mobbed ciwik-ciwik.

Mr. mah boss is ordinary with his style jutek, he stands while looking at the hape. Just my kos-men in shame, I never saw a handsome man. Someone scratched his back. There is a bite anduk who draped on the shoulder and there are menkreminsin his fingers with eyes that do not blink, ngeliatin pak Raga.

"Ehem?!" i'm dehem. Only then did Mr. Raga and the swarm of wasps that contacted my boss squirming towards me.

"You're home, honey? I found you in the office" said Mr. Raga. And the swarms of wasps belonging to the group of lambe dinkos stretched me with a face of disbelief.

"Darling?" they muttered compactly.

I could only smile awkwardly as Raga approached me.

"Why did you come here?" my whiskey.

"Why? can't we?" reply mr. Raga.

"Ck, this is a woman's boarding, Paaaaak...?!" I talk with emotion.

"Yes you know, but your own boarding house told me to park here" said Mr. Raga.

"Mother kos?" murmured, my eyes look for the figure of the boarding mother who also sat down again curly motor parking lot, pay attention to the boss.

"Astaghfirlah?!" I'm my own teidat.

"Why you?" asked Raga half-whispered.

"Who told me not to pick up my phone" he continued.

"Telfon?" I then saw the hape and actually the boss missed called until 10 times.

"Dear we had dinner outside, yuk?" said Mr. Raga who narik and ngarahin me to the wrong side of the car.

And the daritadi wasps have not dispersed, can only eat with an envious face. Mr. Raga opened the door and told me to come in.

"Whether he is acting also in front of the citizens of the cost of Alam Indah allaa, yes aampuuun.." said my father in his heart.

"Wear seat belts!" get the boss before the gas can be pumped out of the kosan.