FROM ANOTHER WORLD TO YOU (Sistery Story Group )
Chapter XXVII - K u r i r (second half )

02. Messages From An Empty Package - Part One

"Mas, there's a package delivery, please accept,"

Those words always ring in the mind of Amri when observing and fondling the package of courier named Fera. A voice that sounded floating and hollow.

Still wrapped neatly.

Amri gasped in surprise when a knock came from outside his bedroom door, "Son. He's waiting outside, come out, kid,"

" Yes, Mom, what a coincidence. I want to talk about the package I received from Fera yesterday," the door opened, Amri appeared while carrying the package that Fera gave him yesterday.

In the living room, it appears Grace is sitting while fiddling with her phone.

Seeing Amri's arrival, he immediately turns off his phone, "Mas Amri,"

Amri nodded slowly, after a moment of stale talk they had a serious conversation.

"This is the package I got from the woman's courier named Fera. I don't dare open it, ma'am,"

Grace observes the package, its shape and size are the same as the package it carries, "Freaky, huh ? let's see the package I brought, the document is still complete while the package you received the document has been removed,"

"You think... What should I do?" ask Amri.

"The package that is on me, you should accept first. The package from the female courier named Fera, I brought it to be confirmed in the company OkGo," saying so, Grace put the package into the box delivery - her, "Mas, "Mas, I beg you first, there are still many items to be delivered. Again, sorry for the delay,"

"Oh, that's okay, ma'am.thank you for the help and cooperation,"

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Amri sat at his writing desk, his hands working quickly to open the wrapping of the newly received package of Grace.

But he was surprised when the package did not contain it, "That's right," he said alone.

In a hurry Amri grabbed his phone suit finger finger move while pressing the button on the keypad, he directly connected with Grace, "Hallo, mas Rahmat...."

"Hallo, Mas Amri, can I help you ?" ask mercy from across there.

"The package is empty" Amri said briefly.

"It is impossible, mas.. before I deliver the package, I have checked the net weight, all including the documents.The company should not violate the privacy of its customers, mas,"

"It's completely empty, there's no contents, is it possible to exchange it with my package ?"

"No, mas. your package has no documents, while my package is there. Didn't you sign the document,"

"Yes, mas... the copy of the document is still attached to the wrapper," said Amri, "Kok weird, huh?"

"Mas, there's a package delivery, please accept,"

Amri's face paled, the voice again.

"Mas, there's a package delivery, please accept,"

The voice sounded for the second time. This time the sound was very close. Amri looked back and forth, looking for the origin of the voice. He stepped to the front door and opened it slowly. There was no one, but clearly his ears heard a sound from outside as well as knocking on the door.

"Mas, there's a package delivery, please accept,"

This is the third time I have heard that voice. Amri was not a coward, but this time he really felt his guts shrivel. That formless voice had truly terrorized his entire soul and body.

"Say, who are you and what do you mean do this ?!" yells.

Silent. There was no answer, only his breath and heart beat alone could be heard. Amri's like a madman. Until finally, his gaze was fixed on the corner of the room, a shadow figure wearing orange clothes. Shabby and shabby. The shadow was wearing a brown Eiger hat covering part of his face. The shadow stood, still, motionless.

Amri rubbed his eyes, his hope was that what he saw was a hallucination, a split second later he looked back at the corner of the room. Amri smiled wryly, "It's ridiculous" he muttered as he turned around.

He jumped in shock, there was a figure of a woman standing before him. When he opened his mouth, his jaw felt stiff as the woman held both cheeks. And, ......

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The female courier walked out of the two-story luxury building. His body was limp, his path was staggering while occasionally pausing, to spit out a white diluted liquid, a less pleasant smell. Smell liquor. Spotted yellow brownish and wet, not the only embellishments with a tattered orange base color, there is still a blackish red color in his jeans.

While enduring the pain in her head and groin, the woman continued to walk towards the motorbike parked not far from the luxurious building. He quickened his pace when he heard a cry from behind.

3 young men appeared, each carrying a black bottle. They walked closer and closer, spreading out and one of them blocked the road.

"Hey, we're not done yet...why are you in such a hurry to leave ?" said the tall, skinny young man bare-chested, he was the roadblock.

"I'm sorry, mas. please let me continue the journey, there are still many items to be delivered," the woman's trembling voice seemed to be the young man's comfort.

"Is not the motto of OkGo one of them is to provide the best and satisfying service ?" this time the second person spoke up, he was already sitting on his motorcycle.

The woman's face was deathly pale, though she begged to tears, the men were still unmoved, "I have done my duty well, why don't you let me get back to work or the company will fire me?"

"The package is empty, miss.... do you want to play us ?" ask the third person.

"Ti.. impossible, we couriers are only in charge of delivering goods to the destination without defect,"

"Your mother..."

The woman felt her head hit with a fairly hard object, her vision suddenly blurred, her knees weak and finally, collapsed unconscious.

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