Abandoned House (True Story)

True Store - I'm back Part 3

Just how many minutes have I been in this house, but it has received a warm welcome from invisible residents. No wonder the workers are reluctant to linger here.

"okay ... We can find solutions together. Without having to choose to go home," I said, making Mang Tohir and his colleagues back to exchange eyes.

"Where, yes, Mas ...." Mang Tohir looked nervous and hesitant to take the right decision.

"Then ... Mamang just choose, want to stay here, with our company, or stay at Arif's house in Gg. The chain? Let me and Arif take care of this house." Hearing that made them whisper to each other. "You're going to choose to go home, with a disproportionate result?" my continue.

"Good first choice, Mom! As long as we don't spend the night here" Mang Tohir nodded faintly, "We want Mas!"

"OK, means everyone continues to work, huh? ... It's five o'clock in the afternoon, and it's seven o'clock in the morning, how?" My eyes looked at their faces one by one, who could already smile subtly, "Let me say Mr. Yudi, to give the motor facilities to go home to the workers.

Mang Tohir exclaimed excitedly, "Ready ...."

I turned towards Arif who was still gawking at hearing our conversation.

"Ref ... The room downstairs is empty, right? Instead of complicated looking for new workers who are not necessarily at home."

"empty! ... I agree that so," replied Arif, he sighed for a moment back to say, "Know rich that from yesterday-yesterday I just asked the work to stay at home, me."

"Sometimes, in this world, there are things that are hard to accept by common sense, Rif ... Like 'Wind' he feels yet intangible. Same goes with this problem, if we can observe it. Must have found a bright spot," I explained, rising from sitting down. "Gue taste ... Nothing is impossible in this world."

"Yes ... Just like brains, you ... I think the time tapers on R.S," said Arif, who even sneered at me.

I turned towards Arif who was still full of question marks.

"Huh?"

"No ... There is something strange about the way you talk," said Arif, momentarily turning my face away, "Keep. Want to start when Mang to Gg. The chain?"

"When ...." He sounded hesitant, but Tohir's mang friend slightly reached out for his arm, "May you now?"

"Please lock the bike, keep calling people home," I suggested, "but promise the spirit of work again, yes, Mang?" I added, smiling, full of emphasis on him.

"I-iya, sure spirit, Mas. At six o'clock in the morning we come back here to work, Mas!" he said, and he took the key that Arif had thrust.

I slightly glanced at the side window and I saw the rain still falling quite heavily, "It's still raining, Mang! I will wait to get it over."

"It's okay, Mom, I brought a copy from here."

Feeling unable to bear to urinate, I hurried to go to the toilet.

"Coffee maker, Den?" asked Arif, who saw me walking towards the kitchen.

"Toilet!" briefly, rush.

I pushed the brown door with a Koi fish motif, and it looked much better inside the bathroom than before.

The baths, which were once just a big blue barrel, now use ceramic patterned red roses. However, for a moment I remembered, an event that I had experienced here.

When that reflection of my face resembles a long-haired woman with pale white skin. Although I knew at that time my body was unstable, but still it was enough to make me hesitate to go back into this toilet.

Bruuum... Bruum...

The motor turns on and then drifts away, a sign that the workers have left this house.

"Den, want some coffee, don't you?" asked Arif, it looks like he is going to make coffee in the kitchen.

I opened the toilet door, and stepped out, "It's not that Tohir has been made, is it?"

"Not so ... Kan, I told you to get on the bike."

" ... Oya the Ardan the same Alvien didn't come here, Rif?" reply me, who is still standing in the doorway.

"You know where the child is, I SMS also not on reply," replied Arif, he seemed to put a glass on the ceramic table.

"Let me call them" I said, then headed to the living room, to get the cell phone in my sling bag.

I casually knocked myself down on the bed, while staring at the phone screen.

... ... ...

Where these kids are, on the phone not picked up..

Since there was no answer, I stopped the call and started turning on the TV while waiting for Arif to make a cup of coffee.

A few minutes had passed, I glanced at the wall clock, it had been almost 45 minutes, but Arif did not return.

Make coffee in Hong Kong, like, people! I got out of bed to ask for coffee that Arif was preparing.

However, my steps felt so heavy when I arrived in front of door number three, The thick unpleasant aroma was sniffed by my nose around the room.

Wussssshhh..

The wind blew against my face quickly, making this move come to a standstill. I turned and was stunned when I saw Arif standing straight, with his face down looking at the two glasses in front of him. As soon as possible I approached him.

My palm tapped Arif's shoulder, "Rif ...." But he did not respond. His body felt so stiff, like a statue made of blocks of Ice.

My eyes narrowed, when I realized something was not right had happened to him.

With all my might I punched her shoulder very hard, "Oi! .... Ref!!" Arif was surprised, he almost spilled a jar of sugar that he was holding. "Great old coffee!"

He was silent, with irregular breathing. His body began to react, visible from the sweat that began to pour down his forehead.

"Here let the cave make coffee," I took the jar of sugar that he held with, but Arif held it very tightly. "There it is! ... Wait in the room!" I continued, pushing Arif's back to get him away from this location.

His steps were staggered, his face was so pale, his eyes were blank. Arif walked slowly leaving me without a word.

I let out a long sigh, and shook my head faintly, Is this what the workers often feel ...

My hair is simultaneously standing-crossing from the arm to the crown. I hurriedly stirred up the slightly overflowing coffee cup, then immediately left the kitchen space that already felt very different.

Arriving in the room, Arif was sitting leaning on the side of the bed. His face bowed lethargic while hugging his two legs. Makes me not have the heart to see it, especially his eyeballs that are relentlessly going around, circling every corner of the room.

"Gue tried to call Ardan and Alvien, but there was no answer" I said, putting a cup of coffee nearby. But Arif did not heed my words.

I sat by his side, and played a Game while sticking a Stick to him, "Rif ... Why, si, lu? Main, come!" invite me, he just shook his head faintly without glancing at me.

Kingg!! ringg!!

The sound of the phone ringing, distracting, "Well! From Ardan, here!" I cried, reaching for the cell phone lying on the bed.

I frowned as I looked at the screen of the phone I saw this call had no name, "Hello. Who, huh?"

"A! Here, Edi ...." (Edy is my younger brother, who lives in Cilebut.)

"Aa, guess who. Why Die?"

We talked not so long ago, Edi just asked for additional money to buy a motorcycle on someone who turned out to be the seller lived in Mount Batu.

"Who, Den?" I looked towards Arif, it seemed that he was calmer.

"Continue?"

"Tomorrow He will come here" I brief, pulling some pillows to prop up my head.

"Take it here, Den! I want to be with him, I haven't seen him in a long time" Arif said.

"Sip ...." I pulled out the blanket and covered my entire body to the chest.

"So playing the game! Now it's molor!" gusar Arif, pull back my blanket.

"Hayo, so! ... I told you first," I replied, with eyes beginning to fade.

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Agb ... Kamana wae atuh, Jang ...

I was flabbergasted, turning quickly to an old lady standing still, looking at me with a grinning smile.

I was stunned as I looked at her face that seemed familiar to me,

"grandmother?" I asked, making Grandma laugh giggling indistinctly.

Wuuussshhh..

I simultaneously woke up from my sleep, when I felt a strong wind gust tickling my earlobe.

This heart beat faster and faster, when I realized that if there was a large, black shadow standing firmly above my body. That Foot Shadow was about to stomp on me so brutally.

Why this ...!

I panicked even more when my body felt stiff, unable to move in the slightest. I even have trouble talking. The longer I tried to move this breath the more it suffocated, my chest like it was being pressured by something so heavy.

As much as possible I gather energy and release it simultaneously, until finally I am free from this strange incident.

My breathing is irregular, this body droops weak as sweat begins to pour. It's definitely not a dream, I really feel it.

The sound of clockwork filled the silent silence amid the silence of the night, the cold air that was very piercing the skin, blowing into the room from the gap of the door that was slightly open.

I glanced at the wall clock that had shown at one in the morning—lewat midnight.

My eyebrows wrinkled, when I realized I was sleeping alone, "Rif ...." My eyes circled the room, realizing Arif wasn't in the room.

I got out of bed, stepped about to go to the toilet, but ... My steps stopped, when I saw the door to room number three in a wide open—without the slightest light.

I stepped slowly, with my face turned away staring into the dark room, "Rif?"

The closer my hunch gets the worse. "Mang Tohir?" My steps were blocked when I arrived at the door's lips.

The dark was so thick, now it felt more fading, I sighed while rubbing my chest.

"Oi! ... Why are you there!" my floor, when I found Arif standing firmly in the middle of the room, with his face looking up— pointed towards the ceiling. "Riff? ...."

I looked at him suspiciously, "Rif!"

He did not flinch even, his face looked stiff. Realizing that something was wrong with her, I ran up to her.

I was wide-eyed when I saw Arif's very unusual look. His eyes were wide open leaving only his white which was almost drying out.

My finger refuted Arif's chin, and revealed his wide gaping mouth.

I don't know how long he's been here, really can't bear to see his condition. I don't know if Arif has Sleepwalking (sleepwalking) because this is the first time I've seen him.

I rubbed Arif's face, from forehead to nose— to close his eyes. His body was so cold as a corpse, probably from standing for too long.

In this situation I should not be rash, he was a little surprised that it could make his heart beat, it might be fatal, especially if he has a history of heart weakness.

I flipped open his breathing by pinning Arif's nose a few times, hoping to make him sober up.

"Riff ...." Although he did not answer, Arif began to react. His pale face began to blush, his lips were unceasingly trembling, as if he was uttering a sentence.

I rested his left arm on my shoulder, and immediately swept him towards the room.

Just as we arrived at the doorway, I was flabbergasted by the sound of a woman crying from the second floor. Her crying was very subtle, yet very heartbreaking. Now I understand, if Arif wasn't having Sleepwalking and I'm sure they're behind it.

My hair began to moan feeling the atmosphere that was not friendly anymore. I immediately moved, continuing my steps by tapping Arif's body in a hurry.

Brruuuk!!

I knocked down Arif's body on the bed, and then closed the door swiftly.

Why this house can never give peace, even a little ...

I tried to regulate this breath, then lay down with a blanket wrapped around my entire body, hoping to get back closed.

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