Love From Mas Duda
Experience In Wood Factory

"Well, dare it be a girl!" exciting HRD.

Wafa again kicked the table. Glaring at his eyes steady Bian who at that time also surprised.

"Sir Bian is angry with me? Mr Bian why are you angry with me? I was about to get out of the toilet, but I was confronted by the woman who had her eyelashes almost gone" said Wafa Lirih.

"I almost went to the office too. But many male employees are on the road to the office. I did not dare ... Bian sir why scold me? If Grietta knows—" Wafa's speech stopped, glanced at Bian who was panicking when he mentioned his daughter's name.

The rare sight of a wood factory employee saw from his big boss who could only stand still while the woman was talking. Bian himself also did not know why, if together with Wafa it was difficult to give a loud warning.

"Alright, alright. Wafa, I'm sorry if I yelled at you. But I really didn't mean to. This debate, we're over it, okay?" Bian.

Wafa held back a laugh. This girl nodded her sign approvingly. Bian again reminded Wafa to worship maghrib prayer. This widower called his assistant loudly. "ZAKA YANG!"

"Right, Master!" yang Zaka shouted immediately came so called by Bian.

Bian ordered his assistant to prepare a meal for himself and Wafa after the girl finished the maghrib prayer. Zaka Yang agreed, go out immediately and find food that is in accordance with the daily food of Wafa.

Meanwhile, Sadana and HRD who were behind the door were looking at each other. They have never seen Bian bring a woman to the factory and suddenly say that Wafa is his future wife, making both of them distrustful.

"I'm sure if Mr. Bian is just messing around with the veiled girl" Sadana snorted.

"Sttt, how can you be so sure, Madam Sadana? What if the girl really is his future wife Pak Bian?" sahut HRD's. "Hm, that's ... It would be better if we didn't bother them. If it's true that the girl is her future husband Pak Bian, we must indeed be self-conscious!" he touched Sadana's shoulder.

Sadana immediately brushed off the hands of the beautiful HRD. He wanted to make sure that Bian was just messing around with Wafa in his own way. At that time, Sadana went out to buy food for Bian. Bian's favorite food, Sadana also came to know because the woman was really with her feelings.

Finished the magrib prayer, Wafa immediately went to Bian's room again. The atmosphere of the wood factory at night does feel different aura compared to the afternoon or evening. Wafa continued to feel bad when he was there.

When Wafa crossed the production room, he saw a small child who suddenly ran towards him. At first the child's face looked very excited, but the closer it got, the face looked so terrible. The boy's eyeball slipped out of place, but it didn't fall to the floor. His lips gap and bleed, his head tilted almost to break, then his running stopped.

Hai~~~

The figure of the boy greeted Wafa with a horrible face. Suddenly, Wafa immediately closed his eyes and read the holy verses of the Qur'an, including the verse of the chair with the hope that the figure went away.

"Allahu laa ilaaha illaa huwal hayyul qoyyum, laa ta’khudzuhuu ...."

While praying, someone touched his shoulder. Wafa screamed loudly until he made the person scream. The screams of the two made several mechanics who were indeed checking in the machine run towards them.

"What's up, what's up?"

"Why? What's the matter?"

Everyone was panicking, between Wafa and someone earlier looking at each other. He was a mechanic, too.

"Fir, what's wrong?" ask one of the mechanics who looks the oldest.

"Mom why? Screaming like that, what's up?" ask the old mechanic again.

Not answering, Wafa just kept quiet and tried to see the direction where the little boy was. The figure was no longer there, Wafa could breathe a sigh of relief.

"Sorry, yes, Mas. Make Masnya surprised and join screaming," said Wafa friendly. "I'm sorry to the gentlemen too. Your work must have been disrupted because of me" he continued.

The two newly arrived mechanics made sure that Wafa was really good. After being asked this, the two mechanics left Wafa along with the young mechanic there.

"Where are you going? I'll take it with me if I want to" asked Firdaus.

"I'm going to the office, Mr. Bian's room. Can you take me there, can't you? I still have these goosebumps" Wafa asked the young mechanic to drop him off.

Firdaus nodded, kindly allowing Wafa to walk first. Firdaus' age is roughly equivalent to Wafa's. The two are indeed humble once, so briefly get acquainted already familiar.

Wafa recounted what he had experienced earlier because Firdaus asked. Firdaus also urged Wafa to tell stories because he often experienced the same thing. So, Firdaus could advise Wafa to be careful.

"So, it would be nice of you not to ignore them. Yes time in the factory and at this hour there are still children? Even the children of office people are not likely to go into production, Ma'am," said Firdaus.

"Yes his name does not know either" said Wafa. "I think it was really a human child. Turns ... Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, I don't want to imagine anymore, goosebumps!" coined.

Both have reached the office. From his room, Bian saw the togetherness of Wafa with Firdaus. He looks upset to see Wafa continues to smile at other men. Although he did not understand the purpose of his dislike, Bian still felt annoyed to see it.

"This is Mr. Bian's office" Firdaus said. "In that case, I say goodbye, yes. Next time you come here, you can just find me. I'll take you around the factory later" he continued.

"Ready, Fir. Hehe, it's good to have an acquaintance of this age" said Wafa. "Here you work first. I still have to see Mr. Bain about it," he continued.

The two parted ways, their conversation was also heard by Bian. Aware Wafa was willing to open the door, Bian immediately ran to his chair and put on a relaxed face.

"Night, Mr. Bian," said Wafa.

"Good night" welcome Mr. Bian. "Have, worshipped?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah, already. Hm ... Mr Bian can take me home now?" wafa. "You want to see Grietta first?" bargained for.

Bian shook his head.

The dish is on the table. Bian was about to take Wafa to dinner together at that time.

"We'll eat first. I know that you haven't eaten since lunch. Come here, I'll get you some rice and side dishes" Bian had to prepare a small bowl for Wafa himself.

As Bian was busy preparing food for Wafa, the girl's phone rang. He got a call from ustadz Lana, where the young ustadz had also sent a message first to Wafa before the maghrib prayer.