The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Consignment

There was one of his co-workers Mas Bram. It turns out that he made Bram a man who lost control. Here, he loves something like this.

Ma'am Gita issued an object that usually stores rings or other jewelry.

"Jewelry place? What connection?" I want to hold but not be given the same as Mbak Gita.

"Don't touch it, this is not a good jewelry place! The point is this item is deliberately given to Bram mas, it is something evil. He knows that Bram loves antiques.

"Semenjak Mas Bram promoted to manager, that person does not like. So he gave Bram something like this so that Bram's performance dropped...."

"I'm not going, Ma?! what is the correlation between the jewelry places the same attitude mbak husband changed?" I pointed at the wooden box with many carvings that looked very antique.

"Mas Bram loves to fit his watch in this box, Dek. And the negative energy creeps in and goes into that watch,"

"And that's what makes him such an ugly person? Angry, slamming stuff-"

"I'm sorry, Rachel...!" serobot in Bram.

"better we'll talk about this. It's not good for Nay to hear things like this "my word ends the conversation that the point is predictable. I'm not in the mood to talk to Bram Brem.

"Call Nay I've been anterin here, I'm saying home, Ma'am!" I said to Mbak Gita.

"The return of Maghriban, Dek..."

"I'm so tired, Ma'am. Want rest. Later mbak a phone if you want a story.." I said to mbak Gita.

"If it's a bad influence, don't take it with Nay!"

"Mbak Temen wants to come here to take this box, and want to be given to people who are passionate about collecting things that are not clear as gini," said Mbak Gita.

"Tanteeee...?!" Nay ran and scratched my waist.

"Nay?" I crouched down, aligned my height with this little girl.

"Aunty wants to go home?"

"Yes, auntie's coming home. We'll see you later after this. Oh yeah, don't talk to that guy, Nay?" I'm with Nay.

"But why, Auntie?"

"He's not human like us" I said, not lying.

"Nay knows, right?"

He's bothering, "Yes, Auntie..."

"Smart kid!" I rubbed his head, then stood back up.

"Mbak Gita, I say back home.." I said to mbak Gita, if mas Bram I just love a thin smile that is so thin to not look at it.

"Tante came home, Nay.." I turned around and walked out of Bram's nursery.

I walk with uninspired steps. It seems like everything happened in a short time. Here again is a fact that makes me dumbfounded. About Bram mas who dapet shipment of objects that have mystical powers. I don't want to believe it, but the look and tone of Bram's 180-degree face are different from the last I met when he was raging with Gita. Yes, Bram mas that was the same as the Bram mas that used to be.

"I can't let Mr. Raga experience the same thing as Bram! I have to do something," I murmured.

I called Raga's number, but it wasn't lifted. I went downstairs and chatted Mr. Raga, if I asked to meet, but only tick two.

"Why not read? Is he busy anymore? he's still in the office, isn't he?"

My feet stepped out as the iron door opened.

"I'm calling Andri?!" I switched to Andri's number, but it wasn't picked up either.

"Everyone why? No one picked up my phone," I gushed.

"I'm on the phone with the kid. Ever since I left the company, I haven't been on the phone with her, either,"

"Halooo's? Mel?" I immediately hit Amel as soon as my call connected.

"Eh, yes, Cheeel. How are you?" sahut Amel's.

"Good news. Oh yeah, Mel .. Are you still in the office?" I'm the same as Amel. I want to make sure Mr. Raga is in the office what's back.

"Meeel's? Amel? how is it that diem?"

"Eh, yes sorry. I'm back, Chel. I'm driving again. Coincidentally, there was a slip on the road! so it's kind of hard to figure it out,"

"Oh yes. You continue to drive. Danger is also driving while the nelfon, daaah.." I hung up.

The only hope of extinction. Amel has traveled back to his house, would not want me to go there alone. It is impossible to hope for Amel.

Butbut wait...

There is one thing that strikes daritadi.

Ah yes, pantesan. Something was bothering me. I just missed, this is the hospital where Liam was treated. I don't know why mas Bram can be treated in a special hospital for people with money like gini, maybe he has insurance or paid for his boss or whatever bodo very, very, what is clear is that I want to nengokiin mas Liam first. It was only after I saw Liam's sour state that I looked for Raga sir to the office or to the apartment.

Just got out now I took the elevator again to the floor where I last saw Liam.

Ting!

Open elevator. I went out and walked to Liam's hospital room.

"Huhhfh, how come I deg-deg an yah?" I held my chest, it felt like the drums were being pounded again.

I took a few breaths and exhaled slowly, "Huuuufhhhh, daan, if I go to her treatment room, what is my reason? want to look but do not bring fruit or other food. What next time I'm here?" muttered.

And it just so happened that Banegt had a nurse passing by.

"Excuse me, Sus! I'd like to ask..."

"Can I help you, Miss?" ask sister.

"Is Mr Wilian Mahendra still in this room?" I pointed at the door in front of me.

"Still, Miss..."

"Oh, is that it? Okay, thank you.." I said, man,

"I'm sorry, then" the nurse walked back to the counter.

While I was still glued in front of Liam's mas room, "I didn't go in? not going in?"

I was still staring at the door in front of me, hands I had put in the handle but I took it off again. "What do I have to do? Ngucapin 'hi' or 'assalamualaikum' huh?" i'm galau.

If I nengokin bestie or temen who really know mah okay, do not bring anything is also enough to reason 'mump through here' mediocre.

Huh, ah. Put the face of the wall. What is clear is that I want to see how he is getting better or what.

"Huuufhh, bismillah!" I said along with my hand holding the door handle.

And...

Chequek!

"Assalamualaikum.." I said after the door was opened.

"Astaghfirullah, Mas Liaaaam???!!" I half screamed and walked over to him.