The Story of the Ordinary Girl

Mysterious Shoes

A week has passed, the days I went through as usual.until finally Rahma asked me, the article of the factory move that was predicted to be accelerated.

"Are we moving next week?" ask Rahma.

"Yes .. the horrors are that."

"Loe's moving in, isn't she?"

"Yes come! if I don't want to do what I do?"

"Yes too? graduates of SMP our cake .. already very fortunate to be able to work in a kek gini factory. Moreover, our salary is also quite good, which is a lot of high school graduates who are unemployed, because of the difficulty of working." Long-long Rahma realized her luck.

Because the factory is in the process of moving the machines gradually, there are already a lot of roomy places today. In the frying division alone, there remains one giant frying pan that I hold. The atmosphere makes a little goosebumps, because many workers are seconded first in the new factory, to arrange the location of the machines, especially men.

Right now, in the frying division only left Me, Rahma, and the section chief in charge of helping while watching over us. This week, it just so happens that Rahma and I are working the night shift. When the break came, we had to take turns. Our section chief scheduled, Rahma for a break in the first hour, I'm second, and our KaSie (sexy head) in the third hour.

Rahma and I have finished our rest in turn, and now we are both at work. Because of KaSie we have prepared for a break according to the schedule she has made.

"Together you continue, if you want to digelangsir .. matiin first the stove.gelangsir both, let no one be left here." message our Moses KaSie sir before going out to rest. We both responded with a thumbs up and an Okay exclamation!

The first fifteen minutes, we did all the same, when I was frying, Rahma was peppering, and when she finished frying, Rahma who was still busy peppering I let her finish her work, while I, who was, help him tie up all the big size plastic that contains that semi-finished material, in order to be loaded into the trolley for us to curtains.

Fifteen minutes later, our head of department ordered to replace the product, so we had to finish quickly all of our work.

"Loe was a curtain that had been seasoned, Ma. let me continue to make fried products," I ordered Rahma.

"Loe gapapa herself?"

"Father, relax."

"Well, I'm going down?"

Due to the considerable drag, Rahma decided to use a large troly to transport at once, and because of that, Rahma would stay longer in the packing division, to compile all the semi-finished materials she was carrying.

I'm still busy with the fryer I'm peppering with. Faintly, I heard the sound of pantofel shoes that I believed belonged to my head. The sound of the shoes was clearly heard, due to the quiet conditions resulting from the off'nya machines. His voice came closer, and I took a glance at the pantofel shoes that were now right behind me.

After finishing with the activity of peppering, I immediately turned to ask what was needed, or what orders he brought for us. after ordering to change the product.

"There's ap__" Turning around, I'm about to say.

But ... Those words were broken unresolved, because when I turned perfectly behind me, I didn't get anyone to be in this place.

I who was not a coward, did not immediately creep with this situation, then loudly I spoke to the empty wind in front of me.

"Whoever is Loe? I'm not scared! I'm working again, and I've never bothered Loe! so stop bothering me!"

Suddenly, it was like a breeze was blowing at the nape of my neck, making the fur crouch, though not the fear that enveloped me. I quickly turned towards the wind, and again only the empty wind was there.

"Go!! I never bothered Loe! jan-sampe I made Loe a guarantee to pay the debt!!" My yelling. I was amused by my words just now.

I can remember a silly umi joke when tense like this.

"Why Loe Zie? What debts? Who the hell are you talking about?" Suddenly Rahma's voice was heard.

When I looked, Rahma was standing behind me.

"eeh! No ... I'm doing drama rehearsals, "I lied to Rahma. I know he's a coward, so .. It's better I didn't tell him about it.

We finished our work as usual, until it was time to go home. I went home with Rahma, it felt like I wanted to tell her about last night. But I have to hold it for the next few days. We stayed a few days working at this place. So ... I decided not to tell him until we moved.