Trapped With The Jelita
Gunawan Saipul!!

"I'm sleepy sir" said Ralen, whose eyes were already very difficult to open.

It's almost 11 p.m. and they're still trapped inside the rest room on the 9th floor, which probably no one else in the building is there besides them, although there may be security guard but they only stand guard on the ground floor and front only, never go around until floor by floor.

And maybe some of the lights have also been extinguished, lucky Ralen because he was in the room of a man who was also very influential in the company and stuck with him in the locked room, if it was impossible since then he had fainted in fear because he kept remembering that the 9th floor was a floor that had been empty for a long time.

It turns out that even though trapped like this, Ralen still had to feel lucky because someone accompanied him, no need to be hypocritical he would probably admit his luck, although since then often blamed because as a janitor does not even hold the key to this room.

"That's a spacious mattress you stay asleep what is difficult, besides Lo consciously also still can not help me," said Ipul ketus.

It seems like amnesia if all this is because of his actions, if only his nosy nature is not rampant maybe this ridiculous thing does not need to happen.

Ralen scowled with a thorny answer that seemed to pierce his ear, the man even spoke without turning to him, busy prying the door with a pen that was not useful at all.

Without a word Ralen moved from his place to the large bed that had been idle since then, this is the time he used the place to slightly relax his body that was achy because he continued to sit in the same position.

5 minutes 10 minutes 15 minutes have passed and this is approaching midnight but Ipul still grappling with automatic doors that are still faithful to lock them.

"Damn it, what a shame of me!" then he threw a very useless pen.

Sweat in the cold AC actually makes it look abnormal, his shirt has been wet in part because various feelings are mixed into one in him to interfere with the oxygen levels he needs.

The man then moved from his place to the only window in the room opened it a little to enter the fresh air, bodo period with AC is still on which clearly he needs fresh and natural air at this time, and sure enough, once the night wind hit his face he was immediately seen so enjoy it inhaling it deeply filled the lungs.

Satisfied with the night breeze now he was thinking of bathing, the sweat on his body made him sticky and of course he was uncomfortable.

Ipul also opened one by one the buttons of his shirt, take it off and throw it just toward the edge of the bed but unfortunately the shirt dropped to the floor while the Ipul has passed into the bathroom.

Of course, the water will cool his body that feels hot and clear his head that is dizzy due to his own actions, really the ridiculousness he made even harms himself.

The company guards immediately ran to the car that had just entered the office building area with a portion of the floor that was already dark.

Earlier when going to sleep Damar even got a call from the wife of the boss who asked panicked when his son had not yet returned when the day was getting night.

In an instant he who was about to go up to the bed instead put his shirt back on and left when the boss asked him to come.

His sleep with his wife had to fail due to the son of his boss who had been dizzying himself since morning.

His intention to calm down after a day of facing Ipul had to run aground after getting an order that he could not refuse even if he wanted to.

"Good night sir" said the big guard, saluting the man who got out of the car.

Irman nodded and opened his mouth, but his wife spoke first.

"That's Ipul's car, Pa'" said the wife pointing to the child's car that was still parked in a special parking lot.

Irman and Damar looked at a car they knew.

Then look at each other and then turn to the guard as if asking without needing to speak.

"I have not seen the young master come out, sir" he reported, saying, because indeed when the clock came home until now he had not seen the subsidiary of the owner of the company.

"Means that Ipul is still in the dong Pa, oh Mama even more panic so, where on the phone do not answer," said Riska who is increasingly afraid to think about what is with the child until he has not come home and does not even tell him.

Although often annoying but in fact, Ipul is a child who obedient especially to the Mama, the man will always tell what he did to his mother, he said, it's not just that he doesn't want to make the woman he cares about worry about it.

Riska's mouth can not be silent, it's clear that she grew anxious many times when she found her son's car was still in the office, that means the child has not come out before he thought it might be possible that his son went to meet his friend or visit Davi and also Zara, but once he contacted Davi but his nephew said that Ipul did not come and his last hope is to wait for his son to come home while continuing to call him but until night his son never came home even his phone did not come there's an Ipul answer.

His facial skin turned very pale when they now entered the building and then headed for a special elevator that can still be accessed when the elevator was supposed to be deactivated at 8 pm.

"So she didn't say anything to you, Damar?" irman asked the assistant who should know best about what his son was doing in the office.

"Young master said he still wanted to learn the file that you gave, young master asked me to go home first," Damar explained considering when in the afternoon Ipul asked him to go home first.

The elevator clinks indicating they have reached the 9th floor, the floor they are headed to.

The three of them immediately came out and silence then greeted them, the 9th floor became more frightening at night like this especially this was already midnight.

It seemed like what Ralen said about ghosts was a reality because Riska felt her hair sitting up making her shiver and shudder.

Damar walked in front like a tour guide carrying a group of tourists.

The three stopped at the door of the room which today became the first day occupied by Ipul, staring at each other because there was no sound from there.

"Hurry to open Damar," Riska's impatient orders.

Damar nodded then his hand grabbed the door handle and immediately opened it.

"Thread where Pa?" ask Riska anxiety increasingly dominate when finding an empty room.

Irman just shook his head not understanding but still stepped towards the child's desk and took his child's mobile phone.

"This phone is here" he told Damar.

Damar turned his head and now his focus turned to one tightly closed door, the man tried to open it but it was locked.

"Why?" asked Irman to approach the silent assistant.

"Can't be opened sir, it looks like the key sensor is damaged, I take the spare key first," he said then headed to the closet with drawers lined up.

"This is the key, sir" Damar said as soon as he found the key in question.

It seems that after this, Ipul had to vent his frustration at his Papa assistant because he had been lying down to store the key, not in the room drawer but instead in his workroom drawer.

Riska hopes anxious until her hands sweat waiting for Damar who is trying to open the door.

When the door opened Riska barged in through two men who almost fell for her.

"Saipul!!!!"

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