
Let me tell you about my experiences when I moved to my new home. I'm Alfian. 16 Years old. He will be attending High School this year.
After Papa's departure last month, Mama invited us to move into a new house outside the city. It just so happened that my mother was assigned to teach outside the city, so inevitably we all moved house. Mama used the money left over from Papa's old office to buy our new house. In short, that day we moved all the goods in the old house to a new house.
Our new home has two floors. It is simpler and more minimalist than the old house. I, who basically had more sensitive senses than people in general, felt that there was a strange energy in the house. My mom and my sister look ordinary, instead they look happy to see the facilities available. Moreover, mama looks satisfied because the price of this house is more tilted for the size of the house as big and as good as this and with good facilities. When I first entered the house, my hair stood all. That day was still noon. I instantly felt the presence of ‘they’, although I could not see ‘they’. I immediately read the prayer, when the normal atmosphere returned I immediately cleaned my stuff to my new room.
I'm sure the unseen figure in this house is very numerous. I proposed to my mother to hold a study in order to move house. Mama agreed and tomorrow we invite the neighbors to pray for us. After the study was completed, the atmosphere of the house in my opinion became warm and became somewhat different from before. I'm grateful for that.
The next day, I experienced various interruptions from ‘they’. Like when I was going to sleep, the window of the room came like someone was knocking on it. Many times and the longer it gets harder. It happened for days. But I'm immune to that kind of thing. Maybe they want to invite me to play or just prank me. I don't know. When I watched television in the living room bordering the bathroom, there was the sound of water faucets that lit themselves when they were closed and there was only me in the house. The incident was terrible and made my feathers stand up. However, I didn't pay much heed to it as long as they didn't mean anything bad to me. But the thing that made me curious was when they knocked on my window. The incident went on without a single day. Out of curiosity, I tried to open the window. Nothing, I closed that window. Suddenly a woman heard crying. I'm appalled. My body is chilling immeasurably. It was definitely not the voice of my mother. I fell in bed. The voice sounded small but was able to make the body tremble.
“What do you want?!” My yelling. It was quiet and there was only the sound of friction on the tree branch outside the house. The figure appeared, appearing next to the window. Staring blankly at me who was hugging my knees in fear. Time and time again I see a creepy figure more than this. But seeing her figure still scares me.
“What do you want?!” My speech. His pale face looked at me deeply. His clothes were full of blood. His limbs were normal, and there was a slight flow of blood draining from the left corner of his lips.
“Please me..” the voice resounded. It was terrible to hear that.
“To.. please what? What do you want?!” I was afraid to see her figure.
“Move my grave. Makin me properly.” He said, then whimpered, and his body slowly fell. That figure seemed very sad.
“What are you? Where's your tomb?” Ask her a little pity.
“I Sulastri. The owner of this house. I was killed by my husband. Buried beside your room. Please move my grave.” said the figure. I tried to digest his words.
“I'll find a way to help you, but please stop tapping my window. I want to rest in peace without any interference from a creature like you.”. The figure slowly nodded then disappeared suddenly. I'll go to sleep soon too. Extremely tired.
"Know where you are?!” His words snarl a little at me. I was surprised that his tone suddenly changed. I swallowed spit.
“Sorry sir, it is not that I want to patronize you, but it is better that Bu Sulastri's tomb be moved and buried properly. He told me last night.” My words are blunt. Mr. Aryo's face suddenly red.
“Fucking review! It's dead is still a hassle!” Grumpy Mr. Aryo, looks like he's very angry.
“Ka.. If I may know, he died because of what sir? Why is he buried next to my room?” I asked with a slight tremble to see her angry.
“You don't do anything! It's my business, it's my family's business!. You don't interfere. Let her spirit suffer. I'm fed up with that damn woman!” Said Mr. Aryo pointing at me.
“But sir, pity him. Shouldn't you just move the tomb?” My words are as smooth as possible.
“I told you! You don't interfere!. Let me handle it!!” Said Mr. Aryo. I went home because there was no point in arguing with him anymore.
That night, Sulastri's ghost still terrorized me by tapping on my bedroom window. I close my ears tightly with a pillow. I'm tired of listening to it.
Days later, I think there was no action from Mr. Aryo. Proved by the ghost of Sulastri who continues to terrorize me every night. I also asked my mother to report to the police about this incident and asked the police to investigate this case if there is a body buried next to my room.
When the police investigated it, it was true that there was a skeleton of someone's body. Police and forensic experts immediately investigated. Surprising results were soon revealed. It turns out that this skeleton is Sulastri. DNA is the same. After the autopsy, it was immediately revealed the cause of her death. He was hit many times on his back. And face. The only person to be suspected is her husband, Mr. Aryo.
According to the story of the ghost of Sulastri. The police immediately arrested Mr. Aryo who was about to try to escape out of the city. And he got a payback for what he did. Later, Sulastri's body was buried in a local public cemetery. I'm glad this case is finally over. And Sulastri's ghost no longer terrorizes me by tapping on my bedroom window. Now I can rest in peace.
Finished