The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Coconut Shell

Getting outside, Almeer looked at me in surprise.

"What's wrong with you, Chel? How crying? what's the downfall of the motor?" Almeer saw me from head to toe, he saw that I had a wound.

"No. I'm okay," I push the standard motor. So Cendol can stand alone.

"This is your bike?" ask Almeer.

"Yes when I dred another occupant's motor? yes, this is my bike," I said with a whim.

"I'm just a nanya, Chel." said Almeer, who then switched his gaze on my bike. He's checking everything.

"It's just the tires that deflate, probably because I rarely wear them!" I said before Almeer nanya.

"That's easy, mah. I think in front there's a tire patch. Later I can push it there to increase the wind!" Almeer.

"So how?"

"The body is perfectly okay. The paint is still good" said Almeer.

"If my friend is okay, I'll tell you again" he continued.

"Yes already if so, I enter the bike again to the dalem," said I.

"I'm helping,"

"No need, inu kosan chick. Ntar you are mass thumped if you enter the dalem," I said, but mah not selebay it. Pak Raga's people also took his car parking in the dalem.

"Oh yes, that's it. I want maghrib. I'm going home, right?" Almeer.

"Be careful?" I'm drugs to Almeer.

And when Almeer left on his bike, uh the Mirna was the queen the wasps came up ojeg.

"Adeeuh who dropped level," said Mirna who gave fare to kang ojegnya.

I know what she said to me, but I didn't notice. I want to push my bike back into the dalem. But this woman was standing in the middle of the gate, deliberately.

"Soof, no?" I don't think Mirna likes it.

"That way, through!" said Mirna like a welcome statue.

"If I'm a serudug, don't scold you well! you're the first one!" i'm ngancem.

"Iiihhhh, atuuut hahahhaah," the woman laughed, she went into the dalem. While I really see this woman there is no morality.

"Awas aja, if this motorbike has been sold. I'm gonna move out of here, huh!" I exhale sprain.

And when I parked the motorbike, my eyes caught something weird.

"Coconut shell?" I wriggle there is a coconut shell deket where my motorbike is parked.

I because the position is very close to my motorbike which is rarely used lately.

Batok that I took and then I took a photo, besides containing flowers that are already dry, in the room there is such writing. But I don't understand it because the writing is small.

I took the shell and the plan was to love Riski mas, the keeper of this boarding house.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

"Mas, Mas Riskiii.." I called from outside.

"Masss, mas Riskiiii.." I called while ngetokin door.

"Ck, where are these people? where it will be dark again" I murmured.

"Maasss, Mas Riskii. Assalamualaikum," qku gedor again the door of his room this boarding guard.

Suddenly the door to Riski's room opened.

"What's up, Ma'am?" ask Riski.

"Here I find this in the parking lot of the motorbike," I hand over the coconut shell.

"What is this, Ma'am?"

"I don't know either. I just found it there," I pointed to where my bike was.

"Suspicious yes, Ma'am." said mas Riski.

"We report to Kos's mother, Ma'am. I'm afraid I'll be wronged,"

Yes, we finally got to the house of the boarding house. In fact.this has been adzan magjrib and not very polite to visit.

"What's up, Ki?" ask Mr. Hardi, who has a cost. While Retno's mom is still in the dalem.

"This, Sir. There is a strange object in Kosan," said mas Riski.

"Come in, come in first. It's not good to talk outside" Mr. Hardi told us to come in.

"You sit down first, let me call my wife" said Mr. Hardi.

We sit in the living room. And I met apees again. Though his intention was only to tell Riski mas, uh even the person asked me to follow the mother of the cost.

"What's up, Ki?" ask Retno after going out alone without Hardi sir.

"This, Ma. Ma'am Rachel found batok kayak gini in the parking lot of the motorbike, just strangely in this batok court like there is the same writing of flowers that have dried," explained mas Riski who loves coconut shells.

"Astaghfirullah's. Why is there such a thing as gini?" said Ms. Retno.

"What's wrong, Mom?" I don't want to mudeng.

"Here, lohh Chel. In this dalem I suspect there is a spell. Put it outside, Ki. Later I asked mr. ustadz first, must be flanked by such kayak goods," ma'am Retno nyerahin coconut shell to mas Riski.

"Is it possible that this has something to do with the cost that many fine creatures these days, ma'am?" ask suddenly.

"What kind of subtle-creature?"

"Yes, so in cosan I often see apparitions, Mom. if the night is also often there is interference." I said.

"Don't people who occupy the front room of the rambutan tree upstairs, move because of the sighting, huh?" mrs Retno laki to mas Riski.

"I don't know, Mom..."

"Isn't that room empty, Mom?" I responded to Retno's words.

"There, but only 3 days. That's why he said he wanted to move, but he paid for a month. But you don't know why the move, I guess because the position of the room is cornered. But if the problem of the position of the room should be if he is not reg, from the beginning he should not be so take the room," said Ms. Retno.

"Yes, if that's how I say yes, ma'am." I said.

"I also want to say goodbye, have not prayed maghrib, ma'am." said mas Riski.

"Thank you for the info" Retno said.

"The roof's putting it outside, Ki!" tell mom Retno.

"Yes, ma'am." replied Mas Riski.

Finally after from the house of Miss Kos I went back up, to my room while mas Riski returned again to his room which was below near the gate.

But just nyampe in front of the room and open the door, I heard the sound of his car Mr. Raga.

"Why do I often hear the sound of Raga's car, anyway?" I shake my head.

"I must have been wrong again. No way Mr Raga is here, why try? Ck, I have to shower and pray, let's not do most!" I said shut the door and walk into the bathroom.