The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Nay

"Haloo????" I picked up the caller for the second time.

"Hello, sorry! my headset is no good!" said a man.

"Well?"

"Yes, sorry nelfon clock. I just want to tell you, tomorrow the boss doesn't come. So mending you in the day after tomorrow, yes,"

"Oh yeah thanks for the infusion,"

"Yes together!"

"Alme! Al...?! wait, don't close it?!" I remember something.

I covered going into the toilet. Let's not hear what Gita wants me to say to Almeer.

"Al .. are you still there?" my many.

"Yes?"

"Ehm, I'm really embarrassed. But I need it, how about...?" I'm confused as to how I should be like Almeer.

"Anyway, Rachel. Just, what can I help you with?" Almeer.

"I want to sell the bike. Once you have a temen talo buy and sell a motorbike," I explained half withhold embarrassment.

"What motor?"

"Matic, exodus 2 years ago. I just served, so the engine is still okay," I told Almeer.

"It just so happened yesterday there was my friend who was perfect for a second motorbike. Try me later to bargain. You send me a photo of your bike, let me share it with you later" Almeer said.

"Yes yes, I sent nantin. Thanks very much, Al ... You are like a god of help God sent me!" my continue.

"All by His permission, Rachel. Yes, I closed first. I just want to get ready to sleep, it was in a crowded store, so now I've kiyip-kiyip want to sleep.." said Almeer.

"Yes, Al. Good nite and thanks anyway.." I said before disconnecting my phone with him.

The moment my turmoil disappeared, there was at least hope with the bike. I went out of the toilet but I didn't see Nay in his bed.

"Where's the leak?" I squirm around. And my breath was relieved when I saw Nay standing right in front of the open hospital window.

"may ... Darling?" I'm approaching Nay.

"Naay? go back to sleep, baby.." Call me again. But I just realized that the infusion bottle and the pole are still on the left side of the patient's bed.

And when looking down, on the floor there were droplets of blood.

"Nay...?" I took his hand. But Nay did not budge in the least.

I frantically pulled the edge of my shirt and covered Nay's tiny, blood-splitting hands.

"Nay wants to come, Auntie.." said Nay flat.

"What?"

"Nay wants to join aunt Rachel." he said again.

"Nay.." I stared at this leak in disbelief.

"Nay doesn't like to squirm mama's cry. Nay doesn't like to squirm papa snapped mama. Nay doesn't like bad people" she said, looking out the window.

"There's a performance at school. All of them Nay papa mommy come watch, applause. But Nay, it's just my mom who came." This little girl's voice started raucous, she seemed to hold back so as not to cry.

I pulled Nay's little body, I hugged. This little girl, my little girl. He felt a pain in his heart, a feeling that should not have existed in his childhood.

"Papa went home, and all the goods were destroyed. Papa's gone, and hasn't come back yet." said Nay.

"Tell me everything Nay wants to say yes, honey..."

"Nay wants to join Auntie, huaaaaa ... hiikkkss," his cry broke, but he did not dare to cry. He can still make his voice.

"Cashan, Nay ... Nay Honey...?!" I hugged my little girl.

"Tate will protect, Nay. Auntie Babe with Nay. Nay believes it, right?" I stroked the kid's head.

He nodded as he continued to shed his tears. I picked up Nay, I carried him. His hands were coiled around my neck, while his head was put to sleep on my shoulders.

I hummed in the middle of the night trying to put Nay to sleep with my rumbeng, "Lalalalalaaa .. hmmmmm .. lallalalala,"

I looked towards the window.

And...

Claps!!

There was a little boy who put his body on the window. She showed off her creepy smile while pointing at Nay.

"Astaghfirullah?!!"

The squirming me immediately closed the curtain and took Nay away from there.

"Yeuuuh, the Maemunah why play nongol like that, yes aampuuuun?!! make people shocked ajahhh!" I repet angrily tuh bocil that was stuck in the window.

After Nay's make sure I'm asleep, I put Nay on her bed, I pull the blanket and cover half Nay's body so as not to get cold.

"Chel.." so Gita called.

"Sir Gita? mbak wake? since when?" I said softly and approached towards the Gita who was now sitting on the sofa.

"Since you've been talking to Nay..."

"So Ma'am---" I can't continue my words.

"Yes, everybody, Chel..."

"Bak is evil with Nay." Mbak Gita looked down at her daughter.

"So about Mas Bram out of town is a lie, Ma'am?

Gita then nodded, she cried.

"If Nay wants to come with you, it's okay, Chel.." said Mbak Gita.

"Maybe I failed to be a mother according to Nay." he continued.

"No, Ma'am. That's not really...?! Ma'am is the best mother for Nay, only at this time Nay may want to find a new atmosphere.inter also if nginep the same tantenya, which he wants his mother continues..." I remember the heart of Gita.

"Thank you, Chel..."

"Please Nay time yes, Ma'am...?" I said to Mbak Gita.

Tonight I know that everyone has their own side. So don't feel like we're the worst in the world. And one thing I believe in is that God will not give trials without his help. God will not love bitterness if there is no antidote. Including what I felt with Raga or Liam, or even with my own parents and all the things that happened that were unexpected before.

"Thank you my body, until this moment you want to cooperate with me, step through this day." I said before falling asleep and drifting into a dream.