The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Mr. Moreno and Mbah Nyentrik

Yes, the person at the other table sat at table 26, Mr. Moreno Saputra, he was with a man whose makeup was rather eccentric. With a stone ring that filled his few fingers.

"Is the message all right, sir?"

"Yes" said Mr. Moreno briefly. I walked away and went back to the counter to grab another drink to take to the other table.

But the eyes still occasionally glanced at table 26. I went back to the counter with the empty cup and cup.

"I suspect the same thing?! Abis met Mr. Moreno, Mr. Raga immediately changed drastically, like people used to," I continued to pay attention to Mr. Moreno.

"Can't if only from here where can they say what they are talking about? Hhssh, ck?! We need to get closer to the target! I can't if I believe it continues. I'm curious about the high level," I actually my glasses that want to sag like a color that has been ironed often.

"For a moment, Mr. Raga. I'll help you?! I'm sure this guy has the same intentions as you, sir?!" I said in my heart.

"Nay, auntie wants to clean table 25 first huh?" I said to Nayla, she's playing with the toy she picked up from the fast food. That's fine, so take a boy.

I move around with a trolli, make a dirty cup or dish, and also make me put the cleaning fluid on the table and also the washcloth.

Up at table 25 which is located just behind Mr. Moreno sitting, I took one cup with one slow motion motion. Putihin cup only one-on-one, the cup was new pisinnya. Just grab another cup too.

"The deal yesterday she did?! But yesterday's signature changed again. It seems that the spell of love has expired!" said mr. Moreno.

"Who did Mr Moreno call him? Mr Raga or someone else??" I said in my heart, I actually again my glasses while squirming towards Nayla, surely the boy was still sitting there.

"I was suspicious of the woman who had come with Raga. He looked at me, until I had to repeat the spells and patterns to melt Raga. Is it possible for the spell to bounce off when someone else interferes with my concentration, Mbah?" he said, I feel like he's getting his hands together again.

"Pattern?" I muttered in my heart.

What might be the pattern that he meant was an abstract pattern that he made with the movements of his fingers that he had purposely hidden under the table.

Srrooooo!

Srooooooo!

The cleaning fluid I sprayed onto the table, and seeet I started wiping the table, still in super slow motion. I hope he doesn't suspect.

"The next time I want to see you again, I want him to sign the deal?! I have to make a big profit...!" said Mr. Moreno excited.

"Then you have to make him take this thing home, put it in his suit pocket when you meet,"

"Shirt buttons?" ask Mr. Moreno.

"It's just media. The more objects that become the medium of objects are found, it will not make him suspicious..."

"And one more thing This thing will stick to its owner after being held for 24 hours. This thing will make the person obey and obey everything you command," said Mbah nyentrik. I do not know what his name is, because Daritadi pak Moreno just call him mbah mbah mlu.

"It doesn't have to be, because this thing I'm going to mention on behalf of the person you're aiming for, '" replied the person who was Mr. Moreno's interlocutor.

I immediately finished this table-wiping event and the trolley immediately pushed away from their table.

"Huuuwh, I hope they don't suspect the same as me," I thought after bringing the trolley into the kitchen.

"Would you be stuck at table 25?" ask Almeer when I'm just in the kitchen.

"Al, you don't know? Huuufhhh" I took a breath and exhaled slowly.

"Sorry, sorry?!" Almeer.

"Table 25 I've finished, here's the cup I want to wash,"

"Oh yeah, I went back to the front. Again there is a holiday, so understand all that comes in just a little?!" said it.

"Spirit, spirit, spirit...!" exclaiming Almeer encouraged me who might seem tired already.

He smiled and walked out.

"I was lucky to meet Almeer. He's a really nice guy. If I don't meet him, I'm definitely still confused about the work here and there," I said seeing the man who is now running his duty again.

I brought Nay in, made me wash the cup and the glass. I gave him a bench so he could sit down.

"This is Saapa's son, Ma'am?" ask the wrong officer his name is Arni. He nodded towards Nay.

"This is my nephew, Ma'am. I'm sorry I brought it here, because it's a problem if there's no cement outside,"

"Woles, Ma'am. Some of the adeknya really henky," said Arni.

"I think the cake is dead, I came out of the oven first, Rachel. Greetings yes I am Arni, special part adon mendon cake," he said recognize himself. We both wear uniforms that have their names, if I identify them still use clips and ordinary writing, different from Arni or Almeer whose name tags are special. Which means they are permanent employees.

"Greetings too, Ma'am. I'm Rachel, still a trainee here," I said.

"I'll stay, Rachel. Later we will have another conversation," said mbak Arni.

"Yes, Mother..."

Ms. Arni also switched to a big oven in one corner of the kitchen. While I still digest what Mr. Moreno will do to my Ragaku Soul sir.

"That's right, Mr. Raga's change of attitude yesterday had something to do with Mr. Moreno. And this time I have to fail the scheming of that cunning man?!" lirih.