COST HAUNTED I

CHAPTER 1

Everyone must have lived far away or separated from both parents, can be caused by studying or wandering.

Wherever we are certainly in need of a comfortable place to relieve our fatigue in daily work.

But the expected place is a comfortable place, but not everything we want is achieved, let alone we do not know in the place we live that we have now.

Yes, the name we go to education must be we look for a rental price that suits the contents of our pockets, but we must hold or enjoy a place that suits the contents of our pockets.

But whatever the power, I took a house that was priced friendly in a bag, but the atmosphere was not friendly with the price.

Inevitably I had to be ready to accept it, and I contracted five people, but the thing that did not cool it came on the third finger.

At first we got shifts in the hospital and we had different shifts, there were night shifts in the morning and afternoon, so every time we had to stay at home for the non-service.

But I happen to get a morning shift, some of my friends there are day and night shifts, if I shift morning means I wait for my friend's return until 9 pm so that the contract is back rame.

Because my morning shift was waiting for my friend until 9 pm, the strangeness occurred at the time of magrib, I was alone in the room, but I heard in the guest room like there was a crowd talking.

But I was not too concerned but over time my curiosity arose I immediately opened the door and saw the guest room.

I was amazed that the distance between my house and the neighbors was about 50m, but I heard the sound of people in the living room while I was still in the room.

The atmosphere was quiet and quiet, I was confused because I was alone at home with no one, I thought it was the sound of people passing by .

But there was no one around the house, and I went back into the room, and I listened to the radio again in the tv room. I think the radio is just short no more broken but wonder the radio does not use electricity.

Only use a battery but in the radio there is no battery, so why can it live?

In my heart I asked but yes I went back to the room, and I slept for about half an hour to be ready for prayer, I went to the bathroom and I washed my face.

There was a sound of people knocking on the door, I was happy to open the door, again there was no one outside.

My heart began to be yours and afraid, I immediately prepared to be ready to intend to get out of that house, seek refuge in tranquility out there.

Coincidentally at 9 pm my friend came home to his fourth after noon service, and I wanted to tell but I was afraid my friend was not comfortable there anymore.

A few days later my friend Ridwal's turn to morning service, and my night service is the foursome night shift, incidentally non-Muslims.

He then enjoyed the suana in the house while calling with his girlfriend while enjoying a cool night, his turn that can terror with it, he said, he said on the phone again but why the speech was even answered by someone in the tv room.

In addition to confusion and out of the room, arrived after he was in the tv room he was surprised the tv turned on itself, but in the dead lights.

He thought the tv was his plugs and the lights were on his mind, but he looked behind the window into the pitch black there was no illumination.

Not long after the door of the room there is a ngetok many times to tok... tokkkk.tokkk.tokkkk in addition to being hysterical in the room and panic feeling cold sweat flooded all over his body.

He told me how dare he opened the door and broke through the exit and ran to our place of service, oh yes we are again serving outside the hospital in the southern coastal area.

Continue the story in panting until he arrived at the hospital and tell all we want, there is one friend named yogi he's the smartest child in the local.

Only one did not believe it, and we were furious to see it.

After that ritual he slept in the hospital until the morning wait because it was not strong to withstand such terror that made him until cold memories poured out.

Turn yogi coincidentally at that time we went home where our parents 4 people and Yogi also we invited to go home because we could schedule a holiday on that day.

After we invited Yogi also refused him he preferred to be contracted alone rather than back, we were not long just a day in the morning leaving the afternoon of Bali.

It just so happened that it was a day of heavy rain, and we were still on our way to the contract, which meant that our magrib was still on the way, but the yogi even urged us to keep going back quickly.

We were confused and asked what the hell happened, unusual for this child like gini, finally until we were rented to the pitch black.

Coincidentally there are often dead lights, when we come the lights are dead, but I knock on the door and call yogi he even has no answer but on the phone hp sounding.

and not long after the yogi ran out and in shock, we laughed, we thought he was just our prank, not long after that the lights were on and the yogi took us all out and sat down to tell a story.

then we follow the will of the yogi,

do you know what the yogi told you? by the time we left the yogi alone in the house heavy rain was down even though the day in the adaan was still cyan around 12.

But the yogi when in the room he heard the sound of a cloth falling from the living room, when he saw nothing.

But the yogi returned to the room and then went to bed, because tired of the night service yogi fell asleep until 6 pm just before the magrib did not jerk into the rain.

After ready to magrib him, hearing the people ngetok door, then in the open door, he saw a wet grandmother standing in front of the door told her to come in and mengasikan towel. but the grandmother laughed very loudly and walked to the yogi's room, eh nek sitting here just do not enter the room said the yogi.

But the grandmother disappeared in the Yogi Yogi room was astonished and confused where the grandmother went, then he saw the door of the house locked itself when it was deep into the open.

After that the yogi hysterically saw the back door open and closed, the lights went out and the yogi saw the grandmother again hanging on the flavones of his room like a suicide person.

In to the dead lights Yogi also ran my room and dropped his phone in the living room, but yogi blanketed in my room, I happen to have a toilet.

and the yogi heard there was like a person washing the face of the toilet turns out the grandmother was in my bathtub.

Rebuke because I came with another friend the yogi immediately ran out to ask for help .