The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Eyeball

"Don't go." he said.

Yes, Mr. Raga's hand is blocking my hand. My heart raced, I was afraid that the incident in the car happened again. Anyway I'm not really ready to squirm his face Mr. Raga, period.

"Duh Gusti's...!" I said in my heart.

I'm sculpting, pretending to be a mannequin. After a while Mr. Raga's hand came off. I twisted my body a little, to squirm the state of my boss.

And it turns out he's asleep.

"He fainted or slept?" I said in my heart.

Because I felt that there was no movement from Mr. Raga, I also dared to approach.

Mr. Raga's hand hung on the side of the bed, I took it and I put it again in the blanket.

I'm holding her forehead, "Fever? it's so hot her temperature," I panicked.

The thick blanket that had covered the body of the oak Raga I opened.

Drrttt

There's a phone from Amel. Turns out he missed calls a few times but because my phone is silent, so I don't know if he's a nelfon.

"Hello?" I took off my coat, Mr. Raga, which was a bit wet.

"Where are you, Chel? this afternoon why don't you go back and forth? said you were the same Raga? haven't finished the meeting?" Amel repossessed a rich firecracker.

"I'm back at the resort!" I said I put the back of my hand on my neck and the cheek of Mr. Raga.

Not deliberately nyngol jambul proud of Mr. Raga, "Sorry.." lirihku.

"Where? how is there nothing in the room?" ask Amel.

"I'm in Raga's room, sir,"

"WHAAAAAATTTT? WHAT DID YOU DO RACHEEEEEEEL?" yell Amel.

"Astaghfirullah, Ameeeeeel shocked people! my ears hurt knowing you're screaming," I sniffed at my own chest.

"Well, what are you doing in Mr. Raga's room? I didn't think so, Chel--"

"Ssuuut, diem! I'm not doing anything, amit-amit! horrified I wanted to say something.." I took care of Amel's words.

"So I was out with Raga, he's rave. And just stamped on hypothermia in the car and now he's got a fever, so I'm eating people. Want me to stay afraid of why-not be the length of his business, Ameeeell. Now is it clearsss?" I continued at length.

"Oh, kirain...!"

"Mel, can I please?" I went to Amel.

"What?"

"Buyin thermometer gun, same heat-lowering drug!" I stuck my cold palms back into the heat of Mr. Raga.

"Yes, I'll ask for a Dragon anther if that's the case..."

"Thanks yes" I said before disconnecting.

And a second later I just want that the road to the resort will be closed and diverted alternative roads. I chatted Amel to tell you that, lucky Amel read and said he just wanted to leave.

"The spell that was wet, now it's dry by itself because of the heat of the body of Mr. Raga.." I said softly.

I rogoh my bag and take eucalyptus oil, besides aromatherapy but I also always carry eucalyptus oil in the bag.

The soles of Mr. Raga's cold feet, I dyed eucalyptus oil and I flinched. If there's an assistant award, maybe I'll be the champion. How not a champion, nih ngurusin an old baby like this is difficult.

Half an hour later, there was a room door.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Amel kali yah?" I got up and peeked first at the howls that were at the door.

But there's nobody. I wear softlens so I don't dare rub my eyes.

"No one.." I looked back for a moment, Raga was still in his position.

The sound of that knocking was heard back.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Huuyfhh," I breathed a moment before peeking back out of the door.

My eyes are lyrical here and there, while my heart dag dig dug with my breath is increasingly hunting.

JJEONG .... JENGS!

"Astaghfirullah, what the hell?!!" I held my chest, trying to catch my breath.

I went home, and turned to where Pa Raga lay.

"Sir on the outside there is a demon, Father wake up cake...!" my spoken. But it's useless like I said, because Mr. Raga still brushes and diem. The body's getting hotter, while Amel hasn't come here yet to bring medicine.

"This is Mr. Raga's room like it's not safe deh.." I wiggly, yes just a time there is something ghoib that suddenly appears.

Drrrr...!

"Hello, huh?" I got a phone call from Amel.

"What room is woooy?!" ask Amel.

"101, sneak here. The temperature goes up...?!"

Not terjawab, my friend even closed the call unilaterally. Less uaajyaaarr emang.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Si Amel isn't she? so hesitate to make the book." I said.

I touched the eel of Mr. Raga who was still hot, "I opened the door first yes, sir.." Katakun before getting up and oerkahan towards the door.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Amel, isn't it? afraid of being shocked by the kayak again...?!" I muttered to myself.

Long time I stayed at the door, until finally there was a chat from Amel, asking to be opened the door.

Chequek!

"Alhamdulillah finally came too! this medicine?" ask me to point at the white crackle that Amel is holding.

And he came with the dragon. Amel's sister showed a unfriendly look. He stole a look inside.

"A really long time? what else is hayoo?"

"How else! his brain please be cleared of bad thoughts huh? if you don't believe me, come in, and take care of the boss together...!" I said let Amel in.

"Ck, yes that's it let me take care of that human!" ucal Naga who want to nyelonong masyk to dalem. But soon drawn by Amel.

"What the hell, Ma'am?"

"Udah diem?!" Amel shook his head at the Dragon.

"But Mbakkk--"

The mouth of the Dragon immediately smothered Amel.

"Hmmmph!" The dragon tried to rebel but Amel did not want to release his provisions.

"He took care of the boss first. If you need anything, call me?!" said Amel.

"Ok ok thanks..."

And Amel took the Dragon away, I was just shaking my head at the sister who rarely got along.

I immediately closed the door and mebghamoiri Pak Raga.

I put a thermometer in the jidat Pak Raga.

"40 degrees?"

I put the thermometer on the nightstand, and started waking Mr. Raga up.

"Sir, Mr Ragaaa? Wake up sir! You have to take medicine" I patted him on the cheek several times.

"Paak, Mr. Ragaaa.." I tried to wake this shitty human.

"Emmmhp," his eyes slowly opened.

"Let's take medicine first, sir.." said I who tried to help Mr. Raga to sit down.

"Well...! please get me some water" said Mr. Raga limp.

Not only water but I also get medicine for Mr. Raga to drink. After he lay down again.

"Your clothes are wet, you better replace them now, sir." I said.

"Now?" mr. Raga was limp, he raised his eyebrows one, and glanced left and right.

"Now and in the bathroom" I'm quick.