Eternal Island

Horror Novels

The night comes, and Franky is playing his laptop, in the living room, accompanied by Joko.

He plans to re-prepare a new novel.

"Now, what do you want to do, Fran?" ask Joko.

"Em, this time I want to make a horror story, Jok, do not know why, suddenly just want to write a story about supernatural beings, it seems very challenging to me," replied Franky enthusiastically.

"Well, I know, Fran, you must have been inspired by the same events you've been through, right?"

"It could be Jok, hehe," Franky cheered.

"It's okay, Fran, long time there must be your progress, don't just write romance stories, follow your bucin, hahaha!" Joko.

"What the hell are you, Jok." Franky pouting.

Joko also chuckled.

"Eh Jok, you if thirsty make your own drink there, just consider this your own home, and if you want to sleep here also may, I have room two, I have room two, one is unused."

"Yes, Fran, sometime, thank you. At first, I thought that you were arrogant and arrogant, because you rarely get together with citizens, uh it turns out you are good too, hehe," said Joko while chuckling.

"Don't know, Jok, since my wife's departure, I've been lazy to hang out, I'd rather be alone" Franky said as his fingers played a laptop mouse.

"It's okay, Fran, the important thing is that we do not make a scene in this village, after all everyone will be different, everyone will be different, and in this village there are no rules that require us to gather."

"Hehe, yes Jok, I also did not think, if you are friendly, I think you were arrogant, because you are quiet people."

"Huuu, you, just follow my words," Joko cheered.

Franky chuckles ....

"Suddenly, in front of the two of them, there appeared a wisp of white smoke. Franky and Joko were shocked.

Slowly, the smoke disappeared, and turned into Rinjani.

Franky. "Rin?"

smiling meaningfully. "Hey, Fran, how are you? I miss it once."

"Well, mbak kun-kun bucin came again, hem .. I just go home, Fran, please both of you cool," ledek Joko.

Franky blushed ....

"Lho, how come home anyway Jok, here it's okay, it's still afternoon."

"Yeee, you think I'm a mosquito repellent, tell you to accompany you to make out?" joko ketus.

"Right you say, you should just go home, here just bother hihihi," kekeh Rinjani.

"Cih, you flirtatious genie, anyone who wants to stay here continues, very lazy. I really want to go home, because I have a house, unlike you, wandering everywhere, because you don't have a house hahaha," Joko laughed thunderously.

"Hey, how insolent you are, how dare to talk like that, I also have a house, even better than your house," said Rinjani did not want to lose.

"Hisss, I'm not surprised it's a nice house, and I never dreamed of having a nice house. The house is good if it does not make it comfortable, for whatever," said Joko.

Rinjani is upset by Joko's words.

He also let out a flash of green light, and shot towards Joko.

Agilely, Joko dispels the flash, and returns it to Rinjani.

Rinjani fell down, clutching her chest.

Franky immediately helps Rinajni to stand up.

Joko laughed out loud once again. "Hey, flirtatious genie, you're no match for me, so don't try to play with me."

Then Joko immediately left Franky's house.

"Are you okay, Rin?" ask Franky carefully.

"Who is he, Fran?" Rinjani asked back.

"Oh he's my neighbor" said Franky.

"How dare he challenge me."

Rinjani nodded in her smile. "Fran, I miss you so much."

"Me too, Rin," said Franky. His face was red.

Rinjani pulls Franky's hand, and invites him into the room.

Rinjani lays down Franky's body, while Franky is like a buffalo on his nose.

Rinjani's body pierced Franky's. Rinjani attached her lips to Franky's lips.

Suddenly, the sound of the glass falling and breaking. Franky was surprised, and woke up from his sleep, apparently at that time he was sitting in the living room chair, because sleepy, Franky was asleep.

"What dream are you, Fran?" ask for a voice.

Franky turned his head, apparently Joko was sitting next to him, still in his original position.

"Joko? How come you can be here?" Franky frowned.

Joko smiled amusedly. "Ck, tsk, tsk, Fran ... Fran ... You are senile, but as far as I know, you are not old yet hehe."

Franky looked confused, and still did not understand what had just happened.

"What do you mean, Jok?"

"Well, we were talking, and you were writing a story, you suddenly brushed."

"Brake?" franky's mumbling still doesn't understand.

"Yes, Fran, you are sleeping, if you sleep, rest first, do not be forced, pity your eyes," said Joko.

"Once again, what fell? Because I heard like something fell."

"Yes, I made tea in the kitchen. Well, I forgot that the tea was still hot, I wanted to bring it here, but because the glass was hot, so I was shocked, because my finger was overheated, and accidentally, fell into the glass, hehe, sorry yes, Fran. But I've cleaned it up."

"Oh so, continue, you don't drink tea? Let me do it again" said Franky.

"Eh, no need, Fran, I've made it again, and it's over, continue, the glass I immediately wash," said Joko, grimacing.

"Next time, no need to wash also Jok, just put it, let me wash it."

"Ah no problem, Fran, he said I told him to consider this his own house, yes I made my own drink, I washed myself also dong."

Franky also chuckled.

"Yes, I'm home first yeah, it's night."

"Not sleeping here, Jok?"

"Anytime, Fran, now I don't want to hehe."

"Yes, Jok, thank you, yes, I've stopped by my house."

"Yes, Fran, I'm also grateful, if you're tired, rest yes, don't be forced to write."

Franky smiled in his nod, and Joko passed from Franky's presence.

As the night wore on, Franky locked the door of his house, and walked into the room.

He sat on the lip of the bed.

Franky grabs the laptop located on top of the mattress, then opens it. He rereads a half-finished novel.

"Hem, it seems exciting, the story is a little spooky, but challenging" inwardly.

Erlangga wrote a novel called :

'GHAIB EYES'

Franky has just finished chapter one of the story, which reads :

Vivin is an indigo girl, she has been able to see them since birth.

One night, Vivin is plagued by an apparition inside her room. He was always visited by a piece of a muffled hand, when night fell.

Vivin was approached by the puffer hand, almost every night, and the hand floated and danced in front of Vivin. Vivin shuddered in horror, her hair bristling, yet she remained calm on her bed.