The Mystical Story of Rachel (Nolongin Galak Boss)
Mr. Raga's orders

Mr. Raga saw me sharp, "You're still-"

"I'm healthy, sir?!" I'm a big boy Raga said.

"Don't impose conditions,"

"I'm not mean, sir. I am already healthy, if necessary I can show the front roll back or maybe kayang? all kinds of floor gymnastics I can, sir?!" I said, I really want to meet Liam. We are very worried until we dream all the dreams.

"Liam can't be visited yet,"

"But it can be seen from afar, right, sir?" i'm maksa.

"Why do you seem to want to see Liam so badly?" mr. Raga dalem's gaze and piercing.

"Because of me, I'm worried and want to know what the situation is like. However, Liam helped me a lot, even though at that time he was in another form," I said sincerely.

Mr. Raga breathed his coarse breath before saying, "If I say not as a form of command as the boss on his assistant-"

"I'm sick, not in an office situation. So your orders don't apply at this time..."

"I pay you, so I have the right to give any orders to my assistant pri-ba-in, even outside office hours. Remember, I've paid you dearly for a job you've just been on for a few days. And now you've been willing to defect from my orders?" mr. Raga leaned his body on me. I was just flickering.

"I don't see Liam, I want to rest here. After all, I have rarely relaxed," Mr. Raga negakin body again and mbalek to the sofa. He sits down relaxed.

"Oh yeah, what's your relationship with Tristan?" exclaim Mr. Raga, we talked far and wide. He's where I am.

"Nothing,"

"Nothing but dinner together?" sindir mr. Raga.

"Geez, my goodness, how did he know that I was out with Tristan? I hope I'm not fired today like Arsinta. The romance is Pak Raga the type that can not be cycled, huffh. All right, mending me honestly, "my inner self.

"Why, Rachel?" ask Mr. Raga.

"I'm the same Tristan as just an office friend, sir. No more and no less, just as much as it can't be bargained for,"

"What the hell are you talking about Rachel? no more no less? the fitting? what's the right one?" mr. Raga hitchhiked his right foot to his left foot.

Her hands are lipet in front of the chest. Although with a considerable distance like gini, the eyes of Mr. Raga really intimidating.

"Mr mending watching the world cup, sir. Exclaimed sir, watch directly to Qatar.." I'm talking.

"I asked what 'fitting' Racheeeeel?" mr. Raga was very nervous about it.

"Yes, I have no special relationship with Tristan. Yesterday was offered a meal, sir. Free and I am a lager too, yes I accept. But just dinner, no more and no less, just like that pack, can not be bidded either.." I repeat there is no point no coma, make Mr. Raga dizzy.

"My dizziness is talking to you,"

"Alhamdulillah if that is so, sir. So I don't keep wondering" I murmured softly.

"Obviously, you're forbidden from being in a relationship with anyone during my time as my girlfriend, Rachel! and now I forbid you to go, whether it's dinner, lunch or breakfast with Tristan and all that belongs to the male species that exist on this earth. You got it, Rachel?"

"Except me Rachel except me. Record it in your bidat, let you remember!" said Mr. Raga.

"But my bidat is not a whiteboard, sir?!"

"Racheeeeeee...?!!!" mr. Raga gawking.

"Nggiiih sendiko dawuuuh, Bapakeeeee...?!" I put both palms together .

While Mr. Raga mijitin the base of his nose, he talked to himself.

"Have a personal assistant instead of taking care of it, ck ck damn me?!!!" mr. Raga leaned his head on the back of the sofa, his eyes bristling. His eyes are narrow but if you squirm people can tajem setajem katana.

The romance of Mr. Raga seems to have been molested. I want to cool down Liam, but if I cool him down, there's a big risk I have to face.

The reason, one step I just out of this room, could-can letter of dismissal floating sticky on the eel. Kayak ocong taped with the same money Raga sir.

However, we still need money, especially my sister whose situation is no longer good with her husband. At least if I have a lot of money can help him. That's where I'm bad.

"Yes, later I can also cool Liam. Instead of me coming out secretly and waking up a lion who was slitting, it was too risky," my inner self.

Instead of waiting for Mr. Raga who again drifted into the dream world when it was still morning, I called Amel.

"Hello, Mel?"

"Hadeeuuuh, where have you been, Neng? arrogant shekaleh yes andah after all the new full moon nelfon kuuuu?" Amel just repeated.

"Heh, don't talk about it. I'm not a bitch, Mel...?!"

"It just so happens that you're a phone call, I want it all. Are you really Tristan?" ask Amel.

"I'm with Tristan? didn't I?! ngawur...?! the thought of dating just yet, I'm still underage forbidden to date,"

"Under the age? under the pole kali?! you have a bangkotan, Rachel.." said Amel.

"Yesterday why the hell? take the elevator I called, tell hold the elevator I want to go up, why was it closed? I will be late absent yesterday, huh, fail again dapet craft money?!" amel.

"Bavin?"

"Eh already yes, there is Mr. Hadi dateng. Can it be in my SP if the appearance of the phone at work hours, caw?!" Amel hung up his phone unilaterally.

"What the hell is talking about? the shema? in office? I didn't work 2 weeks. It could be that what Amel saw was not a human but a syaithon with a disguised sword so I," I muttered to myself.

I guess after turning the hair to the original owner, it continues to be a mystical action that colors my days some time ago. But it turns out that uh it turns out, the shamappan masiiih aja ngegganggu, masiih aja nongol. We are still confused, why the demons are now in a caper really asking for attention.

And Amel, just like my relationship with Tristan. Siapeeee againi that spread the news is not really like that. Pantsan aja Pak Raga. Kan I am still bound by a work agreement so his pretended girlfriend Mr. Raga, berabe if the gossip is not this quality can reach the ears of Eyang Anti. I can be sure Mr. Raga will be angry with me.

"I have to mastiin directly with Tristan. This can't be ignored" I saw a contact named Tristan.