Terror Waiting Factory
Hospital

"Sir Ardi why are you here at night?"

"Oh, that's it.Tadi anu, I'm eating out near here, so you guys stopped by?"

A line of smile on Febry's face, he was sure. If the man in front of him is actually not in love with him who must be alone in the hospital.

"Can you eat it?"

"Not yet, uh already. Same mom Ryan's home?" Mr. Ardi looked around, looking for the whereabouts of febry's invisible mother and sister.

"Yes, Ryan's school tomorrow, so let's take a break at home."

"If you want a vacation tomorrow, papa. Let me take care of that later."

"Thank you, sir."

The man simply nodded, then handed him a shopping bag containing a meal and some snacks.

"G need to bother, sir. But thank you, yeah. You haven't eaten."

"Oooo arek iki."

"Sir Ardi wants to go straight home?"

"Well, I was here first."

Febry looked down, staring at the hospital floor blankly. There was a feeling of tightness that he was no longer able to resist. Slowly, Mr. Ardi pulled Febry's body, letting Febry immerse his beautiful face that had been soaked with tears, leaning against his fielded chest. He knew that the girl he loved right now wasn't okay.

***

"Doctors say, what is your father sick?"

"The doctor said all good doc, had already checked the vital organs as well. The results are likely to come out tomorrow."

"Did you sleep out here?"

"It's more comfortable out here, sir. In that rich dad's squirm, not because of the taste."

Mr. Ardi stroked Febry's back, trying to strengthen the girl sitting next to him while eating the food he brought.

"Sir, Mr Ardi believes in witchcraft?"

"Buffet? Why?"

"You're saying believe me, I don't believe modern times are gini. But he said he couldn't believe it, how did I feel there."

"What do you feel?"

"A few weeks before I got sick, I had a story, if Ryan was playing ball in the yard. He found a small white cloth, it contained the same needle of hair."

"Continue?"

"Just like Ryan was given to mom, kept the same mom burned. But the more you think the more confused."

"Y already we pray, may your father recover soon. You have your health under guard, don't follow the tepar."

Mr. Ardi then took off the black Boomber jacket he was wearing, then put it on Febry's back. The girl looked awkward and misbehaved.

"I'm sorry tonight I can't take long. There's a job I have to do tonight."

"It's not papa, sir. By the way, this jacket really smells good. How many bottles of perfume?" Febry kissed the scuffed hands. The scent of perfume that was so fragrant but felt soft, pierced his nose.

"Yo wess I'm back. If you sleep inside, not outside. Later on gondol demit you." Mr. Ardi pointed at the mortuary not far from them standing at this moment with his face.

****

Febry was alone in front of the ICU. Sometimes he went inside to see his father, but nothing changed. Her father is still unconscious.

A doctor and nurse walked in haste and entered the room where Febry's father was being treated. Febry was speechless, maybe they wanted to examine the patient who was one room with his father, the inner Febry.

However, not long after, there was a hysterical cry from inside the room. Febry rushed in to see the situation.

"Mom, don't stay alone. Who will you be with?"the man sitting next to the hospital bed was heard crying.

The nurse tried to calm the father who had lost his wife.

Febry, who had just seen death in front of his eyes, had chosen to leave the room with mixed feelings. There was a feeling of fear because the one who died in the room with the father.

Febry tried to calm his mind and walked to the hospital canteen to buy mineral water.

He chose a detour so as not to pass through the hall in front of the mortuary. The atmosphere of the hospital was quiet, but there were several families of patients who were seen sleeping in front of the seats of the hospital rooms.

Netra Febry ventured to and fro looking around, there was a feeling of fear running through his body. He crossed a room with porch lights that look dim so that makes the atmosphere so gripping.

He quickened his pace, almost Febry shouted in shock, when he saw a person who looked aged in negligent clothes sitting in front of a long chair in front of a room. The woman's face looked pale, she looked at Febry who was passing in front of her. Feeling from earlier noticed, made Febry wrong behavior.

Febry, who was now actually passing right in front of his mother, reflexively nodded his head with a smile. But the woman did not respond. Just stared at Febry without any expression. Febry sped up his pace, after a few meters he ventured to look back. But the mother was invisible.

Febry let out confusion, for the mother was truly as if she had swallowed the earth. Even if he walked, the sound of his footsteps should be heard. As if realizing something, Febry ran in fear. He was sure that the mother was not the family of the patient who was waiting for his sick sodas, but invisible creatures.

Febry ran unsteadily, occasionally he looked back, his hair bristling violently.

(Brukkkkkk) Febry was hit by the body of someone who suddenly came out of the room, he fell down. Quickly someone who collided with him was petrifying Febry to his feet.

"Febry?"

"Richo?"

"Why are the nights here? Who's sick?"

"Dad, Rick."

The man in front of him looked surprised, he did not know at all if Febry's father was in care at the hospital where he worked.

"What room is your father in? When's in?"

"ICU."

Riko fell silent, he refrained from asking again, he only realized, if the girl in front of him must be sad.

"Why are you running?"

"Ah, no, I was scared." Febry smiled at her. He looked embarrassed in front of Riko. The man rattled Febry's head.

"You look after tonight?"

"Yes, I just arrived, there was some business so it's a little late."

"OWwhhh, I'm going to the cafeteria to drink."

"I'm sure, I'd like to visit your dad's room."

Febry nodded, trying to put aside his ego. Not because of dad, but because he was afraid if he had to go through the hallway alone. He was still imagined, how cold the gaze of the old mother had been. Febry then stroked his nape which was still bristling.