The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
What Relationship Is There?

"Where are you going?" ask Mr. Raga. The one from the middle of nowhere was suddenly nongol.

"Sorry, Sir. But let go of your hands" said Mas Almeer.

Trying to get Raga's hand off my hand.

"Sorry, Sir. Your hand hurt---"

"Who?" mr. Raga looked at Almeer, like a lion about to meet his enemy.

"Sorry, Sir. Don't get me fired from this store" I reminded Mr. Raga, if I'm the same he has no relationship and I don't want to get in trouble again.

"Please don't make me lose my job" I said, and my words made Mr. Raga let go of his hand.

"Well then, I'll be back after your hours are over!" said Mr. Raga before getting into his car.

The sturdy man left me with Almeer, and the luxury car, yes, it was the sound that I often heard in the boarding house. If the night or dawn is quiet, so the sound of a car is very clear. Let alone the sound of the car, the sound of mosquitoes we can only be heard if it is really quiet again.

"Are you okay, Chel?" ask Almeer about my daydreams about the sound of cars.

"That's okay" I said.

"Well, yuk?" bring Almeer.

And we went out on a motorcycle both to the ATM of one of the famous banks whose location is closest to our current position.

Almeer waited outside while I went inside. I put money in the machine.

"Finally, amaaan!" I came out of the ATM center.

"Udah?"

"Hu'um," I nodded.

"You want to go straight back or?" ask Almeer.

"We buy spicy noodles, then brewed in the store how? I think I want to eat a spicy meal," said my head is nat nut my former boss fat.

Almeer is yes. The type of man who does not mostly chat or protest, if you also never insist. He patiently waited for me to get out of the minimarket, I bought some tea-men in the store.

"A lot to buy?"

"Maybe someone will, right?" I got on the bike.

And now the motor in the gas is again heading for the store. I'm staggering to think that I have an appointment to eat with Almeer, while Mr. Raga says I'll go back to the store. How do I keep doing?

My hobby makes me dizzy.

Not long we reach the store, Wahyu mas until keder.

"Well back? is anyone missing?" ask the Revelation.

"No video, Mom?" Almeer didn't manifest, he was behind his name.

"No! if you may eat, eat. Relax.." said Wahyu.

"We want to eat in the kitchen, make some noodles!" Almeer.

"The Revelation? ntar I made," I said pointing to the pocket of friction that I brought.

"No, ah. My stomach likes a short circuit if it eats like that," reject the Revelation.

"Well, if so, do we eat first? if it's a hassle, just tereak. Ntar I'm out.." said Almeer.

"Okeeehh!" sahut in Revelation.

Lucky I can work here, even though only can clean up, but the other employees do not even teach. All this thanks to Almeer, he's really good. And hopefully he will continue, not change.

I brewed a typical Korean spicy noodle taste hot chicken. While Almeer open cold mineral water for both of us.

"Udah so.." I said.

We ate in one corner of the kitchen. Mbak Arni who again ngadon cake follow the comments.

"You smell nyampe here!" mba Arni.

"Eat first, Ma'am. There are two more, just shady," I nawarin.

"By, Mbaaak. Make all Arni, mas Wahyu do not want to say," said I.

"Oh that? yes already. I kept it in the locker ah, betewe thank you?" bak Arni sneered into his locker

"Eat first, the noodles grow!" Almeer.

Just the first bribe, not yet feel the pressure.

"Chel...?" Mas Almeer.

"Yes? why Al?"

"Who was it, Chel?" soft Almeer sound.

"Huh? was that?" I looked towards Almeer.

"Those men,"

"Former boss," I said soberly.

"Oh, former boss?"

"Hem, if I told you the story was complicated, Al. And there you will think the no-no," I said.

I'm starting again. We eat with silence. Only the sound of hiss because of the spicy taste.

"I'm sorry, it's too private" Almeer said suddenly.

I give you a smile.

"Old hiccups huh, Al?" I'm flicking my lips.

"You're also sampe jontor kayak that!" I laughed at Almeer, whose lips were red and slashed.

I just said that, Almeer labgsung snatched his bottle.

Gluey!

Gluey!

Gluey!

"Udah I hold-hold loh let look cool, but it turns out as hot as that. It's not strong if you don't drink, ssssshh !" almeer nahan pedes.

"This one's different, Al. The longer it gets worse!" my spoken.

"Almeeerr, copy!" exclaim mas Wahyu make me the same Almeer equally shocked.

"Astaghfirullah, that's the sound of Revelation so cempreng so suhuuu?" I said to Almeer.

"Hahahah, it's her soy sauce. I'm ahead first. You were abisin, you ate it" Almeer said. Coincidentally Almeer has been eating while I live here again can only abis.

After Almeer went, Arni came.

"You guys are deket?"

"Huh?"

"Dating, dating.." mbak Arni finds her right and left index finger .

"No, Ma'am! how do you think that's it? there's nothing about Almeer, either,"

"Yes no. We're just on that kepo. It seems like you guys are really so dekeeet. Yes abisin food yes, I want to menggeck dough donut," said mbak Arni.

I'm just a head-dry bus. It is not wrong to think so, because most women and men are rarely there who can purely be victorious or so. If not the guy yaaa the girl, who is laughing.

And for now for me Almeer temen a really good temen, because my heart is still missing the same Mr. Raga. The relationship that started from pretending, continues to finally bring this true feeling that makes me confused. Especially yesterday's events that made me like a bego.

Maybe this is what makes Eyang Anti so angry with me, and now I understand that being lied to feels bad, regardless of the purpose is good or not.

"Now I've just found out, and I'm wrong. Although everything Raga planned, but I contributed to the lie," I murmured

"I think I should apologize again," I continued, the Eyang Anti keinget.