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DON'T OPEN THE DOOR AT MIDNIGHT

Gts ... Gts ... Tok

Hearing the knock from the main door, I immediately looked up. I put the book I was reading on the table. While standing, my hand supported the already heavy stomach I felt. Because the content that began to enter the ninth month.

My feet climbed on the floor still made of rough cement, with a little walk down because of the waist that began to often feel sore.

Scroll the wall clock on the wooden cabinet made by my late father-in-law, my steps were fixed when I saw the time shown. 01.00, it's past midnight. Who's having a night-time guest. If Mas Haris came home, of course he would say hello.

For a moment I was silent. Thoughts revolve around the words of the old man of old times, if anyone knocks on the door of midnight, it is usually not human.

The deg!

What if he's a ghost? All right, I'm waiting for him to knock again.

Gts ... Gts ... Gts ...

Again. That knock makes me go up. This time it sounded clean but regular.

"Nilam, open the door!" That voice is a woman's voice. I am no stranger to that voice.

"Who?" tanyaku.

"Marni!" quickly answer.

"Owell, Miss Marni. Kirain who?"

I breathed a sigh of relief hearing his answer. Ma'am Marni is my neighbor who is in alley 12, about 200 meters from here. I don't know why he's been seeing you all night.

Now I walked casually towards the doorknob, after hearing the answer from who was knocking on the door.

However, when this hand had already turned the door knob, a hand stopped my action.

"Don't open, Lam!" said Vita, a little whisper. He is my husband's brother.

"Why, Ma'am? It's Marni outside" I replied as I opened the door.

"Don't!" mrs Vita exclaimed, making me link my brow confused.

"Let's go with Mommy!" Vita's mother pulled my hand towards the small closet next to the wooden chair. He opened the drawer and pulled out something.

"Mirror?" many confused.

He's mangut-mangut. Then I pulled my hand back to the window next to the main door.

"Don't show anything to you. He's not human, if you don't believe look out using this glass!" said Ms. Vita while handing this little glass to me.

My hands were trembling hearing her words. Why was he so sure that the ones outside were not human?

I slowly pointed the glass at the outside area, after shaking the curtain that became the window cover.

Cold sweat suddenly flowed from my forehead and back. The fear slowly began to approach.

"Allahuacbar!" I cried while throwing a mirror in any direction. My legs trembled, causing me to incline back a few steps. Luckily there was a chair behind me, so I didn't fall.

"What do you see?" mama Vita asked with trembling hands.

"Dam ... Han ... " My mouth is cuddled. I can no longer speak. On the outside looked a woman who I was sure was Marni, but with a very terrible form.

At first he turned his back to me, but immediately turned around and walked quickly as if flying into the window glass before me. His face was shattered, his jaw was broken to the point of giving off a slightly slimy deep red liquid, his skin was all peeled off, his eyes plain white, like upside down eyes. Her hair was also very messy, wearing a knee-length white negligee.

"Mas ... Mas Haris, Ma'am. Mas Haris," I stammered.

"Neither worry. Haris must have been staying somewhere. He can't come back late at night like this" Vita said calmly.

Mas Haris works in a factory. It takes about two hours from home. I don't know why I'm so worried.

"That's ... That was Marni Mbak, Mbak," said I still try to explain.

"Yes, I know. But he's not human, he's been missing for two weeks from the village. Now back with Mala. Besides terrorizing, he also brought death. Two people have been victims. He came to the midnight guest, asked for a bitter coffee and went home. Tomorrow, if it is not sick, the person who stopped will definitely die," explained Vita who made me shiver even more.

I don't really know about that. For only today have I come to the house of my father-in-law, before I lived in the city. Mas Haris who got a job at the factory finally asked me to live with Ms. Vita who lives alone. Her husband left her while she was pregnant. Shortly after that, his son also died.

"Amkkhh!"

There was a scream from outside. Instantly I close myself to Mbak Vita. My whole body is shaking. The voice was shrill like being carried away by the wind. As if drifting away and approaching again.

Wuuss

A strong gust of wind from the outside, bringing with it a gripping air. What else rain stubs also come down, adding to the gripping atmosphere. Simultaneously, the smell of foul and fishy smell gushed sharply. I don't know why my shadow on the figure of the terrible Marni Mbak just now.

"Ohhhhhhh!"

The sound of screams is still being heard, it is what makes Mbak Vita repeatedly recite the verse of the chair. My tears were already floundering, coming out violently flooding the cheeks.

"Mhrs ... Nilam scared!" i'm shaking.

"Quiet, Lam. God is with us. Everything's gonna be fine. The most important thing is that we do not open the door for him" Vita replied.

The sound of screams and cries continued to be heard, like a chant of a night so terrible. The knocking sounds are now not only on the door, but also the windows and walls of the house which is still partly made of boards.

"God ... Allahs ... Allahs. Help us." My feet are shaking violently. Fear makes me and Vita choose to curl up in the corner of the room. Because my basket is very close to the window, Ms. Vita is afraid that something will happen.

"Niland ... Open door!" That's still Marni's voice. But now his voice was much more terrible, like growing up and there were two.

"Mbak, Nilam is very afraid," I said as I hugged the body of Mbak Vita.

"Don't be afraid! Satan will win more if you fear him."

The sound of owls rumbling on the roof of this house, as if laughing at our presence. What else is the wind that blows so hard, making the atmosphere even more tense.

This village is still very far from the city, even the area is still full of jungle. The homes of the people are also far away. It is really a village.

The screams and cries outside began to subside as heavy rain fell. The mood is turning cold.

"We sleep in the bed, yuk!" take Vita with you after the scream outside is completely gone.

I'm nodding. Vita then asked me to walk to the bed. Because my hands and feet are still clumsy. It's hard to move.

"Bak, why did Miss Marni fling? Is he dead? Or, maybe he wants us to find the body?" my proposal.

"Mdak doesn't know either. You see, the residents have tried to search, but his house is in the key from the outside. Either Marni is dead or how, the residents do not know where to look," replied Mbak Vita lethargic.

Just as we were about to lie down on the bed, the sound of the door breaking made us both go up.

Bra!kkkk!!