
A hundred years ago, there lived a very famous writer at that time.
Wait, it's like it's like a story again.
A well-known novelist is mbak kunti, or his real name is Houni Imui.
His name was very famous, almost all over the world knew the name, but not with the face of the name owner. Yeah, really. Yes do not know really what is not, I just keep telling stories from mbak kunti.
Because of that, mbak kunti can live quietly. Without the distractions of fans and having a lot of money. His life is free and fun.
But that's the problem. The people around him were suspicious, or perhaps envious of Kunti as long as he was alive.
Yes naturally yes, his life is relaxed so, but never lack of money even a lot of money.
The people around him suspected strange things and slandered mbak kunti. Some people think that mbak kunti is allied with the devil. Now he is a demon.
Some slander if mbak kunti a professional thief. I don't think it's slanderous, he's really a thief, a thief of your heart.
Because of the pressure from the people around who have been very excessive. For a long time, everyone always interfered with privacy.
Mbak kunti was starting to be not strong with it all, mbak kunti also decided to move. Though if they know, if mbak kunti can live well because of a famous novel writer. It must not have gotten that way.
Mbak Kunti was once from the Frikor continent. The Frikor Continent was a continent that was in the middle of the world.
Eh? Coc ... How strange yes. This flat world what's round anyway? If flat makes sense if there is a middle, but if it is round, the effect is strange. Ah... Come on, playing is very difficult. Be flat or round, the important thing is to play the game.
Kunti ma'am moved to the T-yiu continent. On this continent or on the continent where I am, Mbak kunti started a new life.
With the money he has, he can do anything to adapt. He went around Benu, from the corner of the continent to the middle of the continent. From small country to big country. Kunti is getting used to it.
Kunti is also involved in a variety of climate changes that have never existed on the continent before.
For two years, Kunti has been completed around the T-yiu continent. And finally, Kunti began to continue his novel again, with the same name.
For two years, there was humor about Houni Imui or mbak kunti. This humor is about the disappearance of a famous novelist.
But suddenly, another novel appeared from Houni Imui. When his new novel came out, it immediately shook the world.
Ma'am Kunti stayed at the inn when I was. And stayed for a few years in this inn.
It used to have only one floor, but it is very spacious and has many rooms and rooms to relax.
For five years later, Mbak kunti has almost wanted to marry someone. But destiny says something else.
Three days before the wedding mbak kunti and the same day as well, mbak kunti want to finish the novel, because there are already those who want to take care of it and give anything to mbak kunti.
On that day at around 23:00 a fire broke out from the next room. Ma'am Kunti tau if there is a fire in the room next door. However, mbak kunti foolishly did not want to run out of the room.
Why would I do such stupidity? That's because End's novel is only a few more words. If he stops for a while, he said, all the ideas that already exist in the brain will be lost and it is very difficult to think about the idea again.
But his stupidity, making mbak kunti die of burning along with his novel that is a little more to be finished.
The cause of the fire mbak kunti is still not known, but mbak kunti became the ghost of the inn for many years.
Every time a visitor stays alone, he benefits it to ask for help to finish his novel
. However, everyone who stayed alone would be frightened to see the mbak kunti and directly out of the inn.
"Don't believe you're just asking for help, you're gonna haunt them first ... Aren't you?" My words.
"No! Seriously, I only ask them for help, only they who once saw me immediately scared" said mbak kunti.
"Because your face is ugly, they're afraid"
"Woi, apologize to all the ugly people right now!"
"Trus, why did you turn off the torches and laugh in the dark. Can it be called asking for help? Isn't that haunting!?"
"Too yes... I'm not haunting you, I just want to joke, yeah that's ... You know, life is like this and every day there's no one I can talk to, I'm gonna be bored"
"Wait, were you talking about life? So the ghost is still alive?"
"You know the answer? Okay here, die first yuk!"
I was lying on the bed, I was kunti, hovering on the ceiling in a sleeping style.
"Oi, mbak kunti" I called.
"Please stop calling me that, didn't I just tell you my name?"
"Yes... That was your name when you were alive, because now that you're a ghost, you should have a new name"
Yep... Actually I have a certain alesan mbak kunti. Maybe it's because he's like a kuntilanak, so I call him mbak kunti.
"Do you remember your novel that ended?" My question.
"Where do I want to... That was a hundred years ago"
"Yes too... Although if written looks a small number, but if you live it is a very long time"
Rather than that, I was amazed by the standards. He can make the background story mbak kunti this good. Only NPC is mbak kunti.
"Trus we have to... Your other novel books would have no one selling them, what else in production?"
"Hm... Yes yes too ... Ah, wait-wait. I think I have something for you, as an added clue to you"
Kunti also flew through the walls. Fifteen minutes of kunti never to return.
This guy, uh he means a ghost. Kunti ma'am must have stopped by first to haunt. This is what will happen if you are very involved.
Shortly thereafter, mbak kunti returned while bringing