1001 Horror Story

Dad's Giving Car

My name is Donny. I was one of the Mining students at ITB. For me, living in Bandung is something exciting. Here, I can get all the facilities easily, although sometimes a lot of distractions such as going everywhere is always accompanied by “macet”.

“Tuitt.. Titt.” I honked my car horn because the motor in front of me took the middle lane when the speed was slow and. This car was given by my father, although this car was a used sale from a person my father did not know at all. My father wanted to buy this Kijang Inova car because it was very cheap. So my father agreed to buy it and give it to me.

Actually I don't have to wait for the red light to turn green to go, I just need to turn left. But since that Avanza silver car got in my way, inevitably I had to wait for the red light to go green. While waiting for the red light, came a female busker who was about 6-7 years old. He sings, then I give money two thousand rupiah for feeling compassion even though it was 10 pm, he still makes a living. But after I gave him the money, he still sang. Then I give you another thousand dollars. But instead of leaving, she sang. I'm rattled. Then I asked him. “How much money do you want to give? Is it not enough?.” Then he said “Sorry om, I sing not for om, but for auntie who is behind om it.” I looked back, and there was no one. Then I said which “Tante? There's only one in this car.” Then the little boy said “it you know, beautiful aunt, her hair was unraveling and wearing that pink dress.” “Tuitt.. Titt.” Suddenly the car behind me honks. I also hit the gas because the light was green.

I was still confused as to who the lady in pink was when there was clearly no one behind me.

In my daydream, I saw the rearview mirror above me. This spy can see something behind me. When I looked, I was shocked. I saw a woman in pink smiling at me. She looks beautiful, graceful and s*ksi. I also tried to dare to look back. When I turned around, the woman was gone. When I turned to the rearview mirror again, she was still there and this time her face was sad, and now she was crying with a loud voice. “Hiks.. Hix.. Why did you do that to me?! Why?!” I too dared to look back again, and, HOW SURPRISED I WAS BECAUSE THE WOMAN WAS RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME WITH A PALE AND BLOOD-FILLED FACE AND SHE GRINNED AT ME. WITH HER CREEPY LAUGHING VOICE, I felt like crying. I kept looking at his face because I couldn't move. Suddenly my car hit a tree at the turn of the road. I got out of the car and asked for help. But nil, I couldn't get out and the woman was like laughing satisfied with the typical and creepy sound of laughter. A few minutes later, a lot of people swarmed me.

I woke up and looked around at the funeral. I saw the grave in front of me and on the tombstone of the grave was written the name “RANI”. I looked back at my body because I heard a woman's cry. I approached her and asked her why she was crying. He told me that his car was robbed, then he was vindicated and eventually killed. I almost cried hearing the story, when I saw this grave and asked “why are you in this grave?” But when she looked back at him again, she disappeared. Then there were the sounds of crying very loudly. I was very confused and I fainted.

Suddenly I woke up again. It turned out to be just a dream. Then my father told me that after my father searched, it turned out that the owner of the car was a woman named Rani. He was the victim whose car was robbed, then he was v*sa by 3 robbers and finally killed 1 year ago. Exactly similar to the woman I met in my dreams. The woman was dumped on the street right where I had an accident on that turn. This car has changed hands 7 times, because the previous car owners experienced similar things like me and they sold this car. I'm not going to sell this car because I'm sure the next buyer is going through something similar. One day when I had a dream, I met him again and he told me to take good care of his car. And until now sometimes he was there on certain nights and never bothered me again.

**SAI**