The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)

The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Hypothermia


Now I'm taking over Raga's car. Doi again shivered, even though ac was as minimal as possible.


"Why see me so?" ask Mr. Raga.


"I saw the road, sir." I pointed forward.


"Ck, I'm not weak, Rachel..."


"Loh, I'm not saying that you're weak" I replied.


"But that face of yours...!"


"What's wrong with my face, sir?" I asked without taking my eyes off the road.


"Ck, stop...?!"


Mr. Raga doesn't want to breathe anymore. Her hands she was lipet in front of her chest.


"This is to the left what's to the right, sir?"


"Straight!" answer Mr. Raga.


"No straight, sir!"


"Right...!" sahut pak Raga ogah-ogahan.


Hih, I am the one who is heartbroken, it is he whose face is bent mulu daritadi. Mr. Raga is getting here even stranger in my opinion.


I drove very carefully, at a low speed due to the limited visibility. While Mr. Raga diem-diem bae, maybe my way of driving is good so he seems to enjoy the trip in the middle of this rain and lightning.


"Well, sleeping?" I glanced at Raga's chair. But his lips turned blue.


I panicked, "Is he hypothermia?"


"What about? if there's anything about the boss, I'm in trouble" said I'm trying to find a place to make car markirin.


I saw in front there is a restaurant sign, it just so happens that the parking is also spacious. And this car I stopped in front of the food stall in the form of saung-saung so. I take off my seat belt and shift


"Sir, Mr boss Darling? Sir.." I'm rocking Mr. Raga's shoulder. But he had no response.


"Ck, duuh. He said strong, even sick like gini.." I mengedumel.


"What about niiiiih?" my head is suddenly puyeng.


I took off the seat belt that wrapped around Mr. Raga. I set the sitting position so it's a little leyehan. Outside still big test, I was also confused how to bring Mr. Raga to shady in the stall.


"Sir, sir wake up dong! Paaaaak, not a good time to be sick, Paaaaak!" I tepok-tepokin his cheek. There was no response. I hold his palm cold, I blow.


"I'm out first, sir. I want to seek help, because there is no way I can take Mr. Raga out alone." I said while rubbing his palms.


I returned to my sitting position, and intended to make it out. Just opened the door...


JEDDDEEERR!!!!


JEDDEEEEEERR!!!!


Lightning strikes, I close the car door again.


"Huuufhh, you can catch a bolt of lightning if you come out," I muttered to myself. I was so stressed I put my head on the car. I'll take another moment, boss.


"God, why did I forget!" I again lift my face and negakin body that originally crumbled rich clothes tangled.


"His clothes were not very wet. How can he be cold like this anyway." I rubbed my hands and paste it into his face.


But suddenly, Mr. Raga's hand grabbed me, until my body was shocked nyungsruk to Mr. Raga "Don't, don't go yes .. don't." he said shivering, shivering, but his hands are so good that it is thought pillow bolsters times.


"Iiish, don't look for opportunities, Paaaak.." I tried to get up but couldn't. Because Mr. Raga's face is getting shoots, his arms are released instantly.


I'm trying to make Mr. Raga's body attractive, he's still half conscious.


I hugged him, trying to channel the heat by rubbing his back.


"Not really bad?" I got the pegel to bend him like a gini, because he is lemes so he's the weight we are giggling.


I put Raga back in the chair again.


"Lumayan, not as blue as before." said I rubbed softly on Mr. Raga's lips. I saw the face that used to put on that arrogant and stingy face now sleeping with a pale countenance. I still rubbed it gently with my finger, I slowly approached, looking at it even closer. And when the distance of our faces was only a few inches, I immediately realized.


"Oh my God, this isn't real!" I shake my head. I immediately moved away, but there was a hand pushing against my back until there was one bump in the soft part that was similar to marshmellow.


For a moment I was silent when I saw his eyes slightly open, and I felt a stream of electricity stinging my body. Instantly I regained my senses and broke away from Mr. Raga and returned to my seat. I tidied up my hair and immediately put on Raga's seat belt.


"We continue the journey again, sir," I said not dare to look at the boss's face, I pulled the seatbelt and stepped on the gas pedal to leave this place.


Along the way I did not dare to look to the side, so you do not go to nanyeaaak Pak Raga was already literate or still bristling.


In my heart, I pray that the incident that was accidentally just now, Mr. Raga was unconscious.


The rain has started to drizzle, but the area is still foggy. Yes, the name is also mountains, if it rains, there will always be fog that accompanies.


I stopped in a safe place, before I started again and walked to the resort via the map.


"Alhamdulillah, be short again nyampe.." I said when I saw the point we stopped quite close to the resort where I stayed with Amel.


After a 10-minute drive, we finally arrived at our destination.


I took off my seatbelt, but I hesitated to look to the side.


"Calm Rachel, surely Mr. Raga again between conscious and unconscious. Suppose nothing happens, play bureng aja Racheeel.." I said in my heart.


I hesitantly looked towards Raga. Doi still brushes, means safe huh. His face was also not very big.


"Where to bring it in? I don't know what room he uses either! Ck ngrepotin only boss! the intention of the heart of the holiday even direcokin Pak Raga, the fate of ya nasiiib!" I got out of the car and opened the door and intended to get Mr. Raga.


"Aawk?!! crazy heavy on this guy,"


Braakk!


I closed the car door before entering the resort area.


I got inside and asked the receptionist.


"Sir, you want to ask for the key in the name of Raga Mahendra. The key is, the guy's jubilant!" I said by memapah Raga sir lemes.


"If you can ask for help who to tell open the door yes, I bother about it!" my continue.


And yes, thank God there was one mother who helped me to open the door. But the only one who knows Raga is me.


Chequek!


"Please, Miss.." said the resort employee.


"Thank you, Mbaak?!"


I brought Mr. Raga in and I closed the door on my feet. Slowly I collapsed Mr. Raga and covered his body with a blanket.


"Hhuuuffhhh! I don't feel cold anymore, the temperature is normal again. I think it's okay if I stay," I go up to Mr. Raga's blanket.


And when I turned around, suddenly someone blocked my hand.


"Don't go" he said.