The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
New Friend, Almeer!

"It's okay, woles.." I'm smiling.

Yes, obviously he can be horrified and it is not his fault that I also horrified who again spoke himself so scared.

"If you may know, Sister uh Brother..."

"Call Rachel" I said, unintentionally introducing myself

"okay Rachel. Sorry, I'm Almeer.." He showed me the name tag on his shirt.

"I'm sorry if I'm rude, but you seem to have just lost your job?" almeer asked by pointing at the box on the table.

"Yes, that's how it is." I replied limply.

"This is if you want. Coincidentally in this cofee shop again requires female employees, there is one person who is on maternity leave and the boss says that he again needs additional energy because this store is quite crowded. If you want, you can take that chance,"

"really? any more vacancies?" eyes rounded.

"Yes though, the honor may not be as big as where you worked first, but it is quite possible to make while you are applying for work elsewhere. How's it?" continued.

"I want?! yeah, I want to. I do whatever I do, as long as it is lawful and productive," I hold Almeer's hand with my sparkling eyes.

Almeer lowered his gaze, looking at my hand that was holding her hand.

"Oops, sorry!" I took my hand off Almeer.

"When can I send you my cover letter?" i'm enthusiastic.

"Tomorrow in the morning. We open at 9 a.m.," Almeer said.

"OK, okay. I'll get everything ready" I showed Almeer my smile.

We exchange phone numbers, so that it will be easy to contact Almeer. I am grateful that in times of distress like this I have received help from God through the medium of Almeer. I will not waste this opportunity.

"Yes, I'm back from work." said Almeer.

"Thank you again?" my spoken.

"Yes, you're welcome..." Almeer got up and went inside again.

This coffee is quite big. And I saw in the dalem they also sell cakes and donuts.

Yes, the wheel may be spinning, teaching me to know and understand how to be grateful for what I have right now.

Slowly I shifted the ice chocolate and I became a person who likes chocolate, Mr. Raga.

"This is the definition of love coming too late." I ngenea.

Again asked to be a girlfriend ogah-ogahan, the turn is far and can not be reached again, just mengerasain different feelings. I'm so excited about romance.

Drinks are over and paid, I sat here for a long time. Before I go home I chat Almeer, say goodbye. You see, I think he was busy serving the customers who came. I didn't want to interrupt her work either, so I just gave her a code if I wanted to go home. He also nodded and smiled.

The taxi that I booked has come, my goal is not to go home to Kosan but to his house mbak Gita. I haven't seen Nay for a long time, I miss it too. With the rest of the gajinyang there I stopped by to buy Nay's favorite snacks at the minimarket, I continued to take it to his house mbak Gita.

"It's over, brother." said the taxi driver online.

"Okay, thank you.." I'm sodorin money to the mas-masnya.

I came down with a boisterous hand holding this onoh inih onoh.

"Assalamualaikuuuuum.." I was deliberately a little weak in astonishment.

"Assalamualaikuuuuuuum...?!" I'm tereak again but there's no word from dalem.

"Bak Gita again go what? there was no answer" I murmured.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am. Where's mama? I'm at the deoan house of Gita. Bukain dong door," I said trying to cheer up, as if there was no problem.

"Waalaikumsalam, Ma'am is no longer at home, Dek.." said Gita.

"Where do you want to go? I'm samperin, man,"

"At the hospital" said Mbak Gita.

"Hospital? who's sick?" my forehead wrinkled.

"Day!"

"Nay? yes, now Gita share loc hospital, I follow up right now!" my spoken.

I got a cab in the app. But come to think of it, there's no way I'm taking a gini-rich box to the hospital. Be me to the boarding house first put the goods I continue to the hospital. Lucky nyampe in kosan I did not meet the wasps. So there are no unpleasant words in the same ear.

Anyway after I put the same box of groceries that I originally wanted to give to Nay, I went to the hospital again.

"Three Nays are okay, O Allah.." I prayed in my heart.

I forgot all the problems I was having. I still love Nay's face. My heart didn't calm down until I saw my only niece.

"Paaak, scorn dong! the clock runs out!" I said to the driver.

"Patience, Mother! it's maghrib's hour! can't speed around afraid there's nothing on the way, Ma'am!" answer the driver.

I don't want to argue with the driver, I chose him. In my heart, I really want to take over the car.

The hospital trip takes about 45 minutes. After nyampe, I give the car fare and just go straight to Dalem. Afraid of the clock to hunt abis.

It turns out to want to besuk aja harua there is an access card, forced Gita out of Nay's room and nyamperin me.

"Oh my goodness, mbaaaak." I hugged Gita when my brother was in front.

"By the way if it's Nay's nursery, let's say he's alone..."

"Well, what's left, Mbaaak?" manyworry.

"Abis was given medicine, kept her sleeping. That's why you can stay here" said Mbak Gita

Gita's mom took me to Nay's room. Gita slowly opened the door.

I saw Nay sleeping, with an infusion tube stuck in his left hand.

I got closer to Nay's bed, "Haloo, Nay. It's Auntie.." I said softly.

"Cepet healed yes, dear.." I don't dare to sniff his hands. Afraid she'll wake up.

Not strong to wriggle his own nephew exposed to pain, I also shed tears. Today I think there are a lot of tears that I have shed. If measured, it may be more than a minute.

"Sit there, Dek.." mbak Gita pointed at the sofa in this room. I nodded and followed Gita.

"Nay what's the matter, Ma'am?" I asked after sitting next to Gita.

"Fever without a definite cause" replied Gita.

"Patience to you, Ma'am. I'm sure Nay must be cured and able to get out of this hospital," I held Gita's hand, giving her strength.

"Where's Mas Bram? how is Gita here alone?" I continued nanya.

"He.." mbak Gita hesitated to answer my question.