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Bus Pedestal and Gunung Lawu

. Ghost Bus on Roban's Alas

The first horror story comes from a true story that happened in Alas Roban. The spread of ghost bus stories in Alas Roban is a bus for Bekasi to Bandung that has happened in 1996 ago.

At that time, there was a motorcyclist who was traveling from the direction of Tegal to Surabaya. The rider must pass through the Roban Alas which has no lighting at all.

Therefore, at 12 pm the rider was really scared. Because, along the way, the air in the middle of the Pedestal is so cold that it makes the hair goosebumps.

Especially when it rains, the area really gives a very gripping atmosphere.

The awkwardness is felt by the driver when a bus appears following his motorcycle from behind. The bus drove quickly behind the bike, but did not overtake it.

The man also felt so strange that he tried to dare to look at the back of the bike.

However, there is actually a mystical story that when in Alas Roban then the rider should not look back. If you do, something bad will happen to the driver.

When the rider looked at the back of the motorbike, he saw there was a worn-out bus that was a 70s bus whose condition was spooky with dark lighting. Knowing this, the driver also accelerated his pace.

However, it turns out that the bus behind him was speeding up to hit the motorcyclist. But strangely there was no accident because the bus penetrated the body of the man and eventually disappeared somewhere.

. Mount Lawu

The next Javanese horror story takes place on Mount Lawu which is a very popular mountain among climbers in the country. The mountain which is on the border between East Java and Central Java has a number of mysterious stories. One of them is the existence of a satanic market.

Gunung Lawu devil market itself is near one of the peaks on Mount Lawu, namely Hargo Dalem. As the name suggests, this demon market certainly cannot be seen with the naked eye. Only those with special abilities can see and hear the activity of these market visitors.

The story of this satanic market is said to have been experienced by many climbers. There are climbers who claim to hear a noise like being in the market when passing on the slopes of Hargo Dalem. There are also those who claim to have seen and offered merchandise by astral beings there.

According to the belief, if climbers or visitors hear strange noises, they have to throw away one of the objects they have. It became a symbol of barter transactions with the creatures that exist in the demon market.

Tuwa Nyalawadi Women

(This latest horror story is a fictional story in Javanese. Here is the story.)

Watara half hour papat esuk, I nembe wae completed coverage ing sawijining dhaerah ing Central Java.

Sawise ngeterake kancaku nudge omahe. I bablas mulih bang kosku kang ana ing dhaerah Solo Baru.

Press the sakidule gate housing kancaku. I met klawan sumber-sewah sing katone arep budhal roasting the market.

I ngrasa mesakake karo sober-sewah kuwi. Maneh wektu kuwi grimis wiwit tumurun kanthi rada deres.

I sempet rangu-rangu aweh pitulungan marang dumplings kuwi. Awit samarku sumbah sing weruhi wektu kuwi dudu manungsa.

The sadurunge aweh pitulungan. I watched dhisik sikile sumahan-sewah kuwi. Sawise weruh sukune sumbu kuwi ndlamak ing weak. Wusanane dakputusake aweh pitulungan marang simbah kuwi.

Sawise daksalip, I banjur mandheg lan by the way, “Mangga kula sarengi, Mbah.”

“Ora wae, Son,” panulake Sewah kuwi.

Sarehne grimise tanmaya. I'm rada meksa, “Pun, ta mango and kula. Kula nggih badhe liwat peken kok.”

Zidane sewabele delem. Nalika sumbang luh ing jok mburiku. I ngrasa ana burden sing krasa rada abot.

I took ngrasa ayem jalaran soba sing dakbonceng iki manungsa. Amarga akeh police bedere and dalane rada amoh. Anggenku numpak rada alon motorbike.

Less flexible 8 minutes candhake. I'll press Bekonang market. Sewage sing dakboncengi banjur mature, “Wis, Son. I dakmudhun kene wae.”

I'm banjur ngendhegake my bike bike. Sawise motor mandheg sewae mudhun saka boncegan.

“Chess Yes, Nak.”

“White, Mbah. Sami-sami.”

Sawise kuwi I nerusake. About sawetara dhetik candhake. I'm curious rumangsa karo sober-sewah sing nembe dakbarengi.

Bizange together daktby sumbae wis ilang. Mesthi wae I directly mrinding. I straightened my bike sabanter-banter.

Senajan wektu iku grimise wis dadi udan kang deres. I'm still doing business without mandheg kanggo mbukak coat.

Awane watara at 2 clouds. I dolan nudged omahe kancaku sing bengi dakterake mulih. Ing kalodhangan kuwi kancaku crita babagan mystical sing kerep dumadi ing housing.

Salah sijine yajiku ing cedhak housinge kerep ana wewujahan similar wastes sing golek together. Lan nalika destination board kuwi intangible.

Press saiki I fill durung ngerti tenanan sing dak bonceng esuk kuwi manungsa tenanan utawa bangsane lele mbut.