Ghost Pavilion

Story Guard

It turned out that long-legged Mbah, bringing Milen and Brian home. They can certainly return home, at the river border.

There was also another squad, who had been helped by some orange-robed helpers. And it made Milen relieved, but he stared at a pack of orange, and it made Milen confused.

"Brian! Millenia. Good, we can meet here and go home. But Mr. Kola, and Milen, he's not curled up. Brand ga-n-cet!"

Jleb, Milen and Brian's heart is squeezed. So this is why they cannot go home because of the impact of dirty people, doing for pleasure without thinking long.

"We're back home Mil! the bus has been picked up." said Sika.

"Everything is collected, why a little?" ask Milen.

"Some are still in search, Jaet was on the bus early. There are three missing people. But still in search, we'll tell the story later on Mil! we're going home now!" panicked crying mode Sika.

IN THE BUS.

Milen and other friends on the way home, out of nowhere the long-legged grandfather showed a path that he never imagined, as if he had passed it many times but did not find a way out, too, namely the intersection of the river tip of the stone tread tilas, kapok tree that adheres to the acid tree.

'People born in October usually have high charisma, honest nature, peace-loving towards anything, friendly to everyone and like challenges.' Milen recalls, when Grandpa spoke his birth month.

'Do you know where my birth month came from?' asked Milen at the time.

'The positive Khodam also likes people born in October. So, someday people born in this month will definitely get companion khodam at an unexpected time. Milen you are a lucky girl. While you may try to be ignorant, the figure behind you will protect.'

Milen still did not get an answer, what kind of figure behind him. Clearly, Milen was tired and had his eyes closed in the bus.

***

TOMORROW.

Milen was at home, but she did not find her grandmother. Because she's tired tonight, Milen tried not to lock the door. Especially when the door opens when Milen reaches home. Milen looking for where there is not, let alone the ghost waiting figure Milen who is always in the kitchen never seen. Milen decided to rest in her room.

The clock shows the number one night, Milen is asleep. But the sound of things falling from outside made him wake up. Milen looked around her room, she rubbed her eyes, the girl resumed her sleep.

His breathing was back in order. The house that Milen lived in was an old design house, so no wonder that he was the one who dared to live with his grandmother.

Twenty minutes later, Milen woke up to the sound of people running. Milen tried not to care. However, moments after Milen closed her eyes again, the sound grew louder and Milen's door was knocked several times.

The took! Toook!!

Milen starts to get distracted and decides to look out. But there's no one. Darkness all the way. There's only light at the end of the hall, the barn. Milen closed the door again and walked towards her bed. The girl was twitching her temple, her head was already dizzy. Milen immediately laid down her body and covered her face with her hands. A few minutes later the door was knocked back.

"Please don't bother me!" exhausted already patience Milen, at this time all he needs is sleep, but why is there anything that bothers him, annoying.

Toook!! The took!!

Grandma! is nenak home yet?! Milen is tired, grandma is home. Milen's going to Grandma's room! shouted Milen.

For a few moments, he came home. Seen a piece of paper written by the grandmother. If grandma goes a few days to the hometown. To clean the grave of the grandmother's husband in his village, in Jogja.

Milen opened the door, he headed for the hallway trying to get to the grandmother's room. Dark lights, visible light a little when Milen turned on the lights. But Milen stared at one woman with dreadlocks, making her eyes nervous.

"Mom, that's grandma, right? is grandma home?" asked Milen, who had not realized that the figure was not on foot, and was floating.

The closer, Milen can't run. When it was clear it was not the figure of a grandmother. Milen wanted to scream, but the figure had already left with a typical laugh huh.

Hiihihiee hihihiiee ...!! Milen ... cried laughter resounded, making Milen speechless.

"Who are you?" milen said with courage.

Tbc.