The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Serpent Arrived

Suddenly I felt the situation was different. It's quieter and quieter, but the air doesn't taste good.

"No need to get hammered!" said Mr. Raga, he took my hand.

"Not to be ignored, it doesn't matter!" continued.

"I have an interview for a business magazine so you're coming with me now" Raga said.

Adeeuh, sir boss play pull. We mine pake retractable mulu.

"Wait, Sir..."

"What else? and don't pick up sir, it's not in business hours so you should call me darling. I seem to have told you many times. But you don't understand either, the professional dong, Racheeeeell...!" mr Raga's protest.

"Stop stop, sir! if you repeat muteu, mending me the same way Dragon. At least he's not as noisy as a mother in the market, like Mr...!" brave say. Because I was really excited. Yesterday the healing effort ended dizzy, because of the presence of Mr Raga?

"Okay, so I had a little interview, and then I took you for a walk around here,"

"But I came here with Amel, Bapakeee. Later Amel nyariin me," I say.

Yes kalii on weekends like this I also have to work. What's the point of yesterday he gave me permission to try. Bosses like to do it themselves.

"I told your friend. See?" he saw the hapeen at a glance, I just haven't read what chat he to Amel. I'm in the pocket again just tape.

"So you're coming with me now!" mr. Raga walks first while I want to scratch his wide back.

"Ck, bummer. You're the boss of jamet!" I said in my heart. Feet slumped limply following where the boss sir stepped.

So, boss, take me to the watershed. Moon maap, this is you want to interview the same man what is the same fish?

Kok ya mind blowing so much, the river deck interview, there are rocks and the sound of water gurgling. Just so did that, there are some people who welcome Mr. Raga.

Uh really, these people are directly ngarahin mr. Raga to somewhere.

"Come, sir." said one of the men who greeted him.

"Rachel.." He called me the one who missed far. He stopped and waited for me.

"Yes, sir." I replied.

"Rachel, you don't go far, just be careful if you run away," said Raga, who then continued to sit in the wrong chair.

Then they started doing interviews. He said he was a businessman who influenced and inspired many people.

Many business questions sessions that make me not so understand. Maybe that's what makes me a subordinate, huh? The science hasn't sampled coooy. This is a heavy discussion. There's only one they laugh at, I'll think 'where's the funny thing? they even laugh'. It's me who bego what the hell?.

It was Wes, rather than horrifying related to cash flow, inflation, business strategy or whatever, meningan also I covered the clear river water. I can imagine how cold the water is down there. While occasionally squirming towards Mr. Raga who still stay cool, while continuing to respond to the interviewer.

After half an hour of sitting there, Mr. Raga began to be told to do some poses. Buset, his damage is a really big boss. Not only was he influential to the company, he was also very influential in my work and my personal life.

Yes how is it not influential? he made me who was heartbroken again have no time for fate. Udah carut marut nih heart anyway, want to cry, want to be alone but all kepending mulu finally.

Dah satisfied pose with the style of bossy and cool, he tau-tau asked the photographer to sit on the rocks sambi nyemplungin feet in the water.

Yes already, as an assistant and do not want to be said to eat blind salary, I help Mr. Raga take off his shoes. I put the shoes in a safe place, do not get the shoes ntar blisters, our salary will not be able to make it later.

Start by doing the pose in the river. But my siwer eyes or my soft lens is not real, I squirm something in the water.

Some sort of moving, long and mottled brown.

"Awaaaaasss, sir?! viper...!" I shouted to Raga.

"Did?" mr. Raga nautin' his eyebrows.

I went downstairs and pulled Raga's hand, asking her to go upstairs away from the river.

"Now, ulaaar...!" some people shouted in several directions.

And those who are again at the bottom, straight on up. And really, not just one snake in the water there, but there are several. I was horrified too.

"Luckily Mr. Cepetan go up, try if not? feet can be pegged, don't you know?" I said look in horror.

"You all right, sir? I'm sorry, I didn't know the river was a dangerous animal" asked the photographer, but he felt bad.

"I'm fine, thank you..."

"Once again I'm sorry, sir...!" said the man again.

Fortunately there have been some shots while in the water, so it is quite possible there are some that can be taken by the photographer.

I'm just surprised, how the concept is told to splash into all the water. Why don't they interview in a closed room, why in the open like gini.

Mr. Raga sat down, and there were people who gave him towels and buckets filled with water. I've been a courtier, Mr. Raga, wash his feet until he wants to put his feet in a white towel.

"Already, I can be alone," said Mr. Raga when I want to make him shoes.

"Alhamdulillah if that is so," I said, but I'm sure Mr. Raga is horrified because he has a snacking event all of that. I sit in one of the chairs

There are some people who nyamperin we make a kind of snack and hot coffee.

"Thank you" I said after they left.

Some moments of silence between me and Mr. Raga.

"Thank you, you helped me out" said the boss.

"It's my duty as your assistant" I said.

"Something weird, there's a photo of everything in the river. Still lucky it was not pegged by a snake," I said.

"Yes the name also wants something mind blowing," said Mr. Raga.

"Mind blowing mind blowing, but if I saw the snake there is a debt or promise that has not been fulfilled" I told Mr. Raga.

"What is it?"

"Sok oruh if you don't believe," said I who want to rise but my hand immediately blocked sir boss.

"Yes, I believe it" he said