The Empty House Terror

Albert the Sensitized

Frans followed Albert's steps. Directly join all the friends who began to be busy arranging the items they brought to their respective desks.

"Good boy here, Wak! Adem!" kinan girang.

"Look at you, our new office is more spacious. In the back yard there is also a relaxing place. If we can take the work there. If tired, mager came home, already prepared room. It's not good what our boss is" said Vian, smiling happily.

Busy tidying each other's things, suddenly, the message from the center came. Some people were asked to go to the port. Because there's stuff coming.

"Hay Gae, this job is for us. Frans, Albert, Vian and Han. There's stuff coming!" said Kinan while reading a text message from the headquarters.

"okay!" frans always answered the head of the goods checking team.

"There are more gaes, Mayang, Lian with Hilda, you have a task to the subdistrict. Make our new warehouse. Okay fine! The others stay, we do our own work. Okay!" say Kinan again.

"Ready! Execute miss!" lian replied a little jokingly. Then a sincere smile also expands on each other's lips.

But unfortunately, one of their members actually did not enjoy this happy moment at all. Because he felt this disturbance, even before his feet stepped on this place.

Who else would it be if not Albert. This man was sweating himself. The AC is on. The room temperature is also quite cold. However, many times Albert darkened the sweat that kept coming out of his forehead.

Frans who had continued to watch his comrades-in-arms was curious. He thought something must be wrong with his friend.

True to Frans's guess, something's wrong with Albert. Frans glanced at the young man many times. His hands were still clenched, like someone holding back anger.

Not only that, Frans also accidentally saw Albert staring sharply at the bathroom. Like trying to beat up someone who might be currently teasing him.

"Al, you why? Is it safe?" frans asked while patting his best friend's shoulder.

Albert still did not answer Frans' question. But his eyes glanced at Ken, who was none other than their boss's son. Allegedly Frans, Albert did not want to answer his question because there was Ken. Maybe he's uncomfortable.

Frans did not want to die curious, he immediately pulled Albert's hand and took his best friend to the back porch.

"Bro, why are you?" ask Frans again.

Albert looked to the right and to the left. Make sure there's no one else but them.

Albert holds Frans' shoulder. Before long, just a few seconds apart, Frans was shortened, shocked to feel his feet hot. Like stepping on a fire.

"Woy, hot anjirrr!" pekik Frans's.

Albert lowered his hand from the shoulder of the friend. Then he said, "Now do you understand what I said? I'm not lying, Bro. This place is not safe for us!"

"Ah, you've been too sensitive a time, Bro. Look at the others, everything is safe!" debunk Frans, rejecting what was said by Albert.

"What if what I say comes true?" ask Albert again.

"Al, here's our purpose of work. We don't want to bother them" Frans replied, still trying to brush off what he himself was afraid of.

"Indeed, but what if they get distracted? What are we gonna do?"

"Lu's crazy, Al. Where there is so. We'll be side by side, they'll be able to understand."

"What if it doesn't?"

Frans was unable to answer his best friend's last question, he stared in disbelief at Albert. His body immediately shakes. The man's fur stood perfectly.

"Hiiii... Do you feel what I just felt, Al?" ask Frans again.

"No, but I know. Your neck is like someone's fingered, right?" Albert answered while looking intently at the wall behind Frans.

"Kok you know, does anyone hold me Al?"

Albert nodded.

He just seems angry. Turns out he's sensitive to this place. Ahhh hopefully there is nothing, Frans inner hope.

"Al, so how should we go?" ask Frans, nervous. This time, Frans did not want to underestimate like before. Albert could feel this.

"We're careful, Frans. There are many creatures here. Until I got dizzy, I explained. The cerem-serem!"

"really? I'm goosebumps, Al. But I don't know what to do?"

"As you say, here we work, we have no intention of disturbing them. I hope we are not disturbed by them. That's my hope anyway. But if we are disturbed, we should talk about this to the office owner, Frans. You see, I doubt that they won't bother us." said Albert, expectantly.

Frans did not reply to Albert's words, heard a scream from someone inside.

"Aaaa..... "

"What's that?" frans asked as he ran towards the direction of the voice. While Albert, this sensitive man also stepped towards the direction of the voice.

"What's wrong?" ask Frans.

"That's.. anu.. that's." Kinan replied nervously.

"That's what, try to answer the truth!" pinta France .

"That, there is. there is.. that is. hiiiii," Kinan replied as he covered his face with a map.

Albert, who knew what his best friend had seen, was silent. He prayed and rubbed Kinan's face. After that, Kinan calmed down.

"Drink this" said Albert, giving him water which he had prayed for. Kinan was hesitant at first but Frans gestured for him to drink it. Only then, after Kinan gulped down the water, did this girl dare to tell a story.

"Why were you, Kin?" ask Frans.

Kina looked to the right and to the left. Make sure Ken's not in place. Because his feelings are the same as Albert's. Equally uncomfortable talking about what happened to him in front of their boss's son. Kinan was afraid Ken would take offense.

"Aman, Kin, speak. What the hell were you?" ask Frans again.

"That's Brother Frans, Kinan wanted to make coffee for you. But in the coffeepot, there's a human head. His eyes stared intently at Kinan. Kinan was afraid, hiii," Kinan replied, as he saw.

Frans and Albert stared at each other. Both hearts were beating very fast. Because they both know what happened. However, to make Kinan calm, Frans was forced to joke.

"Ah, that must be your imagination. Don't watch horror often. Laughing at the real world. Udah, maybe he wants acquaintances," said Frans, with a forced smile of course.

Kinan looked confused. Believe it and not, the words of his best friend. But he also tried to stay positive thinking. While the other friends look indifferent and return to continue their work.

"Okay, me and my friends cus to port huh. If there is any news of us. Assalamu'alaikum!" frans said as he grabbed his car keys and bag. His three friends followed in his footsteps. Including Albert.

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