Terror Waiting Factory
Missing but prestige

This morning the weather looked bright, the sunlight was shuffling in through the window that part of it had been opened by Mother. Febry grabbed the phone lying on the side of the pillow, then observed one by one the incoming messages. A thin smile framed her beautiful face as she looked at the names of the rows of incoming messages and neglected phone calls.

Just now he was intending to go to the bathroom, the phone he was holding vibrated. With a slightly lazy feeling he shifted to the right of the green picture on the phone screen.

"Assalamualaik."

"Moskvallam. What, Sir?"

"Where? You're all right?"

"Hemmmm," Febry answered briefly.

"Oooo, arek iki's. Asked, yes the answer is that. I don't know if I'm worried about dying" said Mr. Ardi, who later regretted his words. He didn't want Febry to know how he was feeling. But on the other hand he could not hide his overwhelming worry. Especially when the row of messages he sent did not get any response from the girl.

"What do you want answered?"

"Yes, what a sweet little, this is a very judes."

"Yes, tomorrow I'm adding sugar" cletuk Febry. He suddenly felt guilty for saying too much with his boss. Though Mr. Ardi yesterday was kind enough to take him home.

And more grateful at that time his parents were not at home. So that he is free from the actual question he himself was confused what to tell. Yes, Febry does not remember what he experienced yesterday. Which is still recorded in his memory he and Mr. Ardi to the warehouse, then in the drive home Mr. Ardi and the rest do not remember.

"Eh even ngece. Yo wess, you take a break from omah. Tomorrow if it's better just come in," said Mr. Ardi from the end there.

"Come on Bawel boss. Assalamualaikum."

"Mosell."

There is a warm feeling in the heart, when it comes to knowing that the girl is fine.

***

The atmosphere of the office feels lonely because all the staff are busy with their respective jobs. Only the sound of the machine sound from the factory and the sound of the printer machine dominate in every room.

The narrow-eyed man repeatedly checked his flat screen. Open the green app and put it on the table again. The message he sent an hour ago got no reply. Wanting to feel he snatched the car keys on the nightstand and rushed to meet the recipient of the message. He just wanted to make sure that the girl was okay. But his intention again shrieked when he realized he was a nobody and later what if the girl had a big head, he murmured inwardly.

"Cummer, beb. How's it going to be better?" Hesty talked to someone over the phone.

Mr. Ardi can already guess, who the person called "Beb" by Hesty was. In silence Mr. Ardi eavesdropped from behind the computer. Trying to listen to what they are talking about. But unfortunately, hesti seemed to realize if anyone eavesdropped on his conversation.

Beb, the wealth in the office is the same as you," said Hesty as she glanced at Mr. Ardi.

Mr. Ardi misbehaved, he was embarrassed because of the shame it was known by his subordinates. Suddenly he was busy staring at a dark computer screen that he had not turned on.

Hesty then laughed gigglingly at the reply from her interlocutor. "Sir Ardi wants to talk to Febry, right? If you don't turn off the phone," tease Hesty, again.

"Your conscience, your zinc genah ae, Hes," replied Mr. Ardi increasingly misbehaved.

Hesty turned off the phone, then resumed her work. While Mr. Ardi who was agitated, finally could be a little relieved when he found out the girl who was making him miss was in a state of good.

***

"Good morning everyone," said Febry, who poked out from behind the door.

"Again, beb. Just been working. I thought I'd take another day off today."

"That's why, your man's job is taken over, boss, really." Hesty glanced at Mr. Ardi who was calling someone.

Febry looked at the man, then threw away the face as their eyes met. Febry didn't understand what he was feeling, he didn't like his boss. The boss who often makes him annoyed and has a sense of confidence that is too high. But on the other hand there was a feeling of loneliness when he did not meet the man who he felt resembled the Korean opa, the kang Hae null.

"Where are you doing it?" Mr. Ardi, who was done calling, walked up to Febry's desk. The girl just nodded, she tried to hide her heartbeat, while Mr. Ardi tried to cover up his embarrassment for sending so many messages via WhatsApp.

***

"Hes, I'm gonna ask you. Answer honestly yes," Febry said with a serious face. There were only the two of them in the room, while Ryo and Pak Ardi were inside the factory.

"What was it about." Hesty gulped.

"Jawab to be honest, yesterday was a rainy day, I actually why? You know that, right?"

Hesty seemed hesitant to tell a story, but after being persuaded repeatedly she finally wanted to tell him what she knew.

"So, the story is on that rainy day, you will return to the office with Mr. Ardi both. Well you see the appearance or rather he wants to attack you, beb."

"I mean," asked Febry, he did not understand what Hesty was saying.

"I don't know where you saw him, which he obviously wants to bother you. He wants to get into your body, but it turns out that in the same barrier the creature lives in the mango tree near the motor park, so he can't."

"Why blocked? I still don't get it."

"Yes maybe, maybe, he likes you. Like in the sense that you're good, don't bother anyone so he's protecting you."

"Keep, yesterday I was why? Fainting what?"

"It's rich in neblank."

"Hem." Febry nodded, he seemed to be thinking. "Continue?"

"Keep, your boss is worried amazingly" teased Hesty, then she laughed offingly when she realized her best friend's face was red.

Febry still did not really understand the meaning of Hesty's words. Because all this time he did not believe too much in mystical things. But that all changed when he started working here.

***

Febry was in the room alone, while Hesty was performing Dzuhur prayer. Someone opened the door and entered the Administration room. The man walked to Febry's desk, quickly placed a dragon-figure milk can on Febry's desk, then walked back leisurely to his desk.

The girl removed the headset that was stuck to her ear, she observed who the figure was, then was shocked to realize who the man who put milk on his desk was.

"What is this, sir?" Febry asked cautiously, fearing that his superior would take offense.

"What do you see, what do you see?"

"Eye..,"

"Don't get me wrong, I give you that milk so you recover quickly. If you are sick, then I will also be bothered, mergerjain your report again," interrupted Mr. Ardi.

"Emm, but I'm allergic to cow's milk, sir."

Silent.