Terror Waiting Factory
First temptation

A pat on the shoulder startled Febry, his body trembling slightly in fear. He did not dare to look at the figure behind him at this moment.

"Bcr ... Why are you not here?"

Typical medok logat and sounds very familiar. Febry looked up, not a ghostly figure but Mr. Ardi who was slightly bent looked astonished to see him who was sitting on the floor with tears.

"Are you crying?"

"Engga!"

"That's snot that moved in the eye?"

Febry brushed off Mr. Ardi's finger from the front of his face, then quickly wiped the rest of the tears with the origin.the man behind him just grimaced and then reached out his hand to help Febry stand up. With a little awkward he received a helping hand Mr. Ardi.

"Eat him if you don't dare say, let me go. Not even pretentious to go alone but it turns out even crying here."

"Emang, people are afraid of getting mocked."

"So don't you want this story?"

"Yes, meenin." Febry reflex grabbed Mr. Ardi's hand quickly.

"Cie .. hold-hold," seduced the man with the nose of the mbangir by raising his eyebrows. Febry immediately took off his handrails and pretended to wipe his palm with the tip of his shirt.

Mr. Ardi laughed satisfied to see the wrong expression of his men's behavior. With a pouting face Febry immediately moved and Mr. Ardi tailed behind him. The production room really looks creepy. Not only because of the lack of lighting because many lights are turned off but also because there is no one other than the two of them. Even the sound of their shoes seemed to add to the horror atmosphere.

"You're just not used to it yet, Feb. I used to go to the factory alone, always."

"Devicious, Mr. Ardi just never met the same thing that way. Try it once the most hymen, too" protested Febry.

"Is this proof that something is disturbing, right? You are parno an."

"Hisshh ... Yes yes, yes it is a hunt for the road, sir," replied Febry with an annoyed face.

Mr. Ardi walked casually behind by folding both hands in front of the chest, while Febry repeatedly turned to look around with constant worry. They continued to walk towards the Admin desk of Kak Icha area to retrieve the notebook. So far there is no interference other than Mr. Ardi who continues to talk at length. After finding the book I was looking for, Febry then invited Mr. Ardi to quickly leave because somehow suddenly Febry felt his nape seemed to brim back.

"Feb."

"Hem."

The woman in front of him did not reply, as if she had pretended not to hear him.

Call Mr. Ardi sounds like a man who is asking a woman on a date, Inner Febry.

"Feb."

"What the hell, sir?" Febry began to get upset with the babble of the man who was still single in his thirties.

"She said shut up. You scared? If you are afraid you know easy, just wave towards the CCTV," he pointed to the places where CCTV is installed.

"Well, if you wave, do you get help?"

"Not really."

Febry snorted in annoyance, this man in front of him was long getting annoying. Febry pulled the tip of Mr. Ardi's shirt to walk quickly to follow him, just a few steps they walked, the step stopped making the tip of the shirt that Febry was holding apart.

"What the hell else, sir?"

"That's the corner of the wall you don't see?"

"Where?"

"It's in the upper corner by the door."

Febry followed Mr. Ardi's finger to the corner of the wall, but nothing was visible. Febry thought maybe Mr. Ardi could see something supernatural? Febry then approached hiding behind his back in fear, their distance this time was very close. In fact, he was able to smell the scent of perfume that poked from the body of the man in front of him.

"Seriously I'm really afraid, don't even want it. What's the matter?" Febry spoke softly from behind his back.

"Indeed I said there was a ghost? That's a spider's nest, how the sanitation workers so there's a spider's nest up there. Isn't it cleaned?"

"That's a real deal, sir. Thank goodness handsome."  Repeatedly Febry patted Mr. Ardi's shoulder in annoyance, but the man was even stupefied while stroking his painful shoulder.

They then went back on their way. In front of the woman's toilet where Febry was crying, Mr. Ardi again teased with repeatedly small throats. Febry pretended not to hear but from behind they heard a sound like a falling object quite loudly. Without thinking long Febry then ran quickly to leave Mr. Ardi who shouted to him.

"Hey Febry ... Why did you run? You little boy scoundrel."