Terror Waiting Factory
Office waiting terror

Work hours are almost over, some staff have even started tidying up their work desks while waiting for home hours. But not for Febry. The twenty-three-year-old girl was still faithfully staring at her laptop screen.

"Feb, Fuck." Call Hesty in a soft voice. The girl he called turned her head, then brought her seat closer to Hesty.

"Today I went home on time, papa? I want to tell my mom I'm so."

"It's not papa, Hes." Febry tried to convince Hesty, he knew that his best friend would feel uncomfortable if he had to go home first, especially if considering the incident last afternoon in mess pak Ardi.

Actually there is fear in the heart of febry if he has to be alone in the office, but he must remain professional.

Occasionally Febry glanced at the wall clock, agitated as he was alone in the room. While the others are home, and Mr. Ardi is out. There are only a few OBs that seem to be still doing their job.

(Mahaha)

The laughter of the little boy was heard so loud that it went into the room of febry. The sound came from the office lobby. Febry tried to think positively, maybe it was the voice of Mr. Anton's children playing to the office. Yes, Mr. Anton's children are four and seven years old, they often come to the office to meet his father and coolly disturb other staff.

(Hahaha hahaha hahah)

The voice was heard again, but this time it was repeating and louder than before. Febry did not care much, he got out of the chair and walked to the pantry.

The atmosphere looks empty. There was no one as far as he looked around. But he continued his steps down the hallway of the room to the pantry at the end.

Faintly he heard the sound of a lit bathroom water faucet. Like her there are still other employees working, Inner Febry.

He ventured into the bathroom next to the pantry. The bathroom is like a small hallway with three rooms. Two toilets and one bathroom are located at the end. Febry pegged in front of the hallway, wanting to check the partially closed bathroom door.

Febry undoes his intention, he only wants to make a cup of warm tea for his overtime friend, not ghost hunting, his inner self.

He then quickly made a warm tea, but again he heard the sound of bathroom water faucets that had been lit up now like something was deadly. Febry was silent, his net was staring into the hallway, if there was indeed someone in the bathroom, he would surely pass in front of the pantry. But in fact no one passed by.

He started to get nervous and was convinced that something was wrong this time. Febry hurried back to his room. The net here and there staring at a room that was no one.

Only he is one.

Amidst his anxiety, he tried to stay focused with his work. But the more he tried to ignore, the more he was made uncomfortable, in addition to the wall clock has shown exactly at six in the afternoon.

(Haha hahaha hahahaha)

The laughter of the little boy was heard again. In the accompaniment the sound of steps like they were running along the corridor of the hallway. Febry who had been agitated had now become more and more his fear. He fell silent in his chair with an unrelenting heartbeat.

There were footsteps coming from the hallway, the more he listened to the step the closer, then stopped right in front of the door of his room. Febry's fingers were sweating from nervousness. The net slowly glanced towards the door that was beside him, but no one opened it. Who walks along the hallway?

Febry's feelings are now mixed, he wants to go home soon, but his work is not finished. With great difficulty he tried to gather his courage. For him, as long as he didn't see the creepy creatures, just hearing voices was enough.

Febry had just tried to focus on his work, but the sound of the steps was heard again. The steps stopped again in front of the door of his room. Febry covered his face with his hands, he was terrified. As if in terror.

"Well, I'm not home yet, Feb."

Such a familiar voice, Febry looked up. Staring at the origin of the sound with the heart still beating rapidly.

"Sir Ardi?"

"Opo oo's? You see I'm rich in demons." The man was standing right next to Febry's desk.

"Geez sir, thank goodness you're coming." Febry rubbed his face many times, he was relieved to see the figure in front of him at this time was Mr. Ardi.

"Sir was Mr. Toni's son playing here?"

"Witha, Mr. Toni's wife and her children again returned to Surabaya, why?"

"Huh, seriously? What about the other staff?"

"Nothing either. Memange why?"

Febry was silent, as if he was locked up with questions in his head. During this time it was only the son of Mr. Anton who often played to the office, besides because Mr. Anton is the leader of the company as well because other staff very rarely invite his son to stop by the office because of company regulations. Who is running in the hallway? Febry shuddered to himself imagining it.

"You're not coming home? Even daydream here. The sambet lek doesn't stay back." Mr. Ardi scrambled the tip of the febry head, making the girl sewot while tidying up her hijab.

"Hiihhhh, I'm going back, sir. Just finished. Wait, yeah, yeah, yeah." Febry leaned over his hands in front of his lips while blinking his eyes. Begging Mr. Ardi to accompany him for a moment.

"Yohh arek iki, Yo wess. But the reverse is not anther yes, it is almost magrib, your motorbike lives only in the office," said Mr. Ardi as he stepped towards his work desk.

Febry nodded his nod, trying to hide the happiness because Mr. Ardi was so attentive to him.

******

The car that Ardi was driving did not go straight home. They stopped by one of the food depots. After ordering several menus, while waiting for orders, Mr. Ardi seemed busy with his phone.

He was repeatedly seen replying to messages and picking up the phone and then coolly talking about his work. While Febry, with his hands propping up his chin, still remembered the horrible thing all day. From the gangguang in mess pak Ardi to the sound of laughter of small children.

He was curious, is it for this reason, so that many staff who could not stand then resigned?

From behind Febry's glass windows staring at the streets that still look wet, the rain throughout the day makes the atmosphere seem to be so different. Sayup-sayup heard the sound of adzan magrib reverberating. Netra Febry accidentally stared at the sizeable mango tree. On the depot page. There was a figure sitting on top of the tree, as if staring at him in white clothes and long hair dangling to cover all his face.

Her long clothes almost made her whole leg invisible.

"was???" Febry covered his face with both hands. This time cold sweat seemed to flood his body.