The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Not Human

During this dinner, Anti talked about fiancee-marriage-fiancee problems, until I felt the drag is so nelen food, even though I ate steak Wagyu A5 loh, whose meat is soft not playful.

Wanting to catch it is also very difficult. I want to say it from here. Yes how, I'm the same Mr. Soul Raga is just a girlfriend boongan. Like the word, we are together because we are forced to, it is impossible that we will extend this play until the next year. Aje gile, thought we were playing soap operas using extended everything?

"What's wrong with you, Rachel?" ask Eyang Anti.

"No reason, Eyang.." I replied with a smiling face, while eating so.

"It must be because you're sapped, huh? work at the Raga? huh uh?" Eyang Anti immediately looked towards his grandson.

"Ehm, not Eyang. Maybe the weather is not clear anymore Eyang. Sometimes the test is sometimes hot, so the effect is not good in the body," I find an excuse.

Yes, we say, this is the eyes of the kitanmau rest again to snatch-pierced to eat in the same day our boss lucknat this. So we eat while emotional nahan nih daritadi, where the problem of mulu fiancee. Stress in the brain.

"You don't give a lot of work to Rachel. Kasian right, can be skinny he long time cooperation you...!" Thank you for the ultimatum to Raga.

It's also good that there are people who do it in front of the boss. It must be in your heart, sir, the big bad boss, accused of giving hard work. All day I was in the office.

I'm lackluster and not energetic because things catch wind, and it's my own fault that I'm late to eat. So if my grandmother always said 'Rachel let's have lunch, then you can get sick if you eat late!' gitu gengs's. And the power tuh pas already big like this, eating irregular sleep, a little so jovial.

"Rachell?" call Eyang Anti.

"Eh, yes, Eyang. What's up?" I put a knife and fork on the plate and listened to what would be said with Eyang.

"Don't daydream often, it's not good." said Eyang.

"Oh, yes ... Eyang.." I smile kagok. Kirain wants to say what, it turns out just tell me not to daydream.

And accidentally my eyes saw there was a man who was soaked, he came with his partner who did not lose his wet.

"That's so wet people.." I muttered to myself.

"Why, Rachel?" ask Eyang Anti.

"That, Eyang. There's someone who's drenched. Very nice," I said again.

"Wet drenched? but it's not raining here, Rachel..." Eyang Anti looked in the same direction as me.

But Mr. Raga immediately switched our conversation, "Not to be ignored either, Eyang. Later they will be uncomfortable," said Mr. Raga.

"But it's not here that comes...?" Anti draped his words.

"Maybe they're live again and take the challenge, eating at a fancy restaurant in a bedraggled condition. Can you, Eyang?" said Mr. Raga, he squirms at me at a glance giving the codes are not clear.

"What?" tanyaku.

"Now live, use a challenge event like that Rachel?" mr. Raga said smile but impressed maksa, negesin to me.

"Yes .. yes. There's a lot like that, Eyang.." I said awkwardly.

"Ck ck ck, young people today are weird aja." said Eyang Anti.

Uh, but when I look again, the love duo was not there. I looked everywhere at this restaurant, neither. Oh maybe they have moved restaurants because they are not comfortable with people, it could also be.

And the dinner that made the breath because of the conversation around, me, Mr. Raga and the engagement, finally ended as well. After Eyang had boarded the car and left this place, then Mr. Raga ngajakin back.

"Let's ride...!"

"I'm not going down the street anymore, am I, dear sir? if so, mending me take a taxi or take a bus," I told Mr. Raga.

In the car. The atmosphere was quite good, my stomach that had been sepet kramokan also now was calmer, not mules as well.

"Sir, tomorrow and the day after tomorrow I want permission to leave the city. So, you don't tell me first, if you want to tell me that I've come back here again," I said carefully.

"Yes...?!" said Mr. Raga briefly.

"Alhamdulillah," I spontaneously gave thanks.

"Eh wait! How are you the one who is angry? where are you going? what show? with who? as important as what?" mr. Raga immediately repeated everywhere.

"I want to go with Amel. Anyway, I'm two days' clearance, sir. I want to cut my salary, too." I said.

"No, I can't! tomorrow I have an interview with a business magazine. You have to keep me, and carry all my needs all day," Mr. Raga keukeuh.

"It can't be dong, dear sir. Father said yes. As a real man, I don't want to talk," I don't want to lose either.

"Ck, it was me---"

"Can't! my dad said yes..."

"But-"

"Eeeit, can't sir. Anyway Mr. Ngijinin just now," I'm as big as his talk. He finally gave up.

"It's up to you...!" said Mr. Raga, while I smiled triumphantly.

For a moment we were silent, before finally Mr. Raga re-opened the conversation.

"Rachel, he's the guy you saw at the restaurant wasn't human" Raga said.

"Well, what, sir?"

"Darling!" ralat mr. Raga.

"Rachel's word you must pay attention to my well-being and peace of heart" Raga continued. I almost memorized the sentence he said.

"Oh yeah, how about that, baby?" I am erratizing my words.

"The couple you saw was not human" said Mr. Raga.

Spontaneously I murmured while glancing at the oak Raga from the side, "Not a human? hell time?"

"Other times, if you squirm something strange do not immediately mengejeplak aja. Because it does not rule out the possibility, you see something like that when we have a meeting with a business partner or what. You understand Rachel?" said Mr. Raga.

"Emh, yes, dear sir." I said.

Why come here, I often squirm strangely. Well this is not really starting. I must be diruqyah here so as not to be disturbed by astral beings.

"Oh yes and one more thing.." Mr. Raga is still continuing the conversation turned out.

"Yes...?"

"You have to survive being my fake girlfriend, to an indefinite extent...!" said Mr. Raga.

"Whataaaaaaaa???" I was in shock for a moment.