Ghost Pavilion

Unbelievingly

Brian, never expected on his 23rd birthday, keeps his heart locked and hates birthday cakes. Ima the figure of her brother, whom she cares about, must end tragically due to an accident.

On the seventh day, Brian could only mourn Ima's grave not far from home. Moreover, the mother could not attend, because of the complicated licensing process in the alzeera to Indonesia.

"Brian, you're patient!"

"When I was rich, I didn't exist. He thinks everything can be with money, I hate this kind of situation. My brother has to go, what's this like to lose. I died when I was 6, and then I was alone."

"Allah swt, there he is the best helper. We're leaving now! we go to campus, after the thesis, we open the bloody marry box. Still want the task and mandate of the spirit, right? Sorry Brian!"

"On the spirit of the neck that follows me in the forest, has been helped. Hope the news finishes quickly today. Only we have to go to the old father's spirit house, with a messy stomach. I don't know why it happened, right with the location of Ima ka. Is he the cause in ka Ima died. Or because we haven't finished the process of finding the camping pavilion."

"Brian Istighfar! destiny, and there seems to be a mystical thing that we have to break. Because the road is like something weird."

Milen and Brian are currently gone, he leaves the tomb of Ima. They both went to the campus, to give the thesis. For some reason, Sika, Jaet khir this late dodge. It makes Milen and Brian always go together, or because of rumors that are now heard until campus, if Milen and Brian are the cause of the curse of disaster.

"Look, the cause of Mr. Kola is gone. That's what's called Milen, he's the mystical pretender. Don't let him be a shaman's son, but he's our bala. Just be careful, if anyone dares to deletin the child, we give a lesson." said someone who gossiped.

Brian and Milen stared intently, often all eyes looking at them looked strange, especially looking at Milen did not like.

"Mil, don't take heart, will I keep my mouth shut?"

"Brian, it's ah. Don't be instigated, we're just here for this love. Keep pulling, you want to know the state of Mira right."

"Ok, if that's what you want. Mile, I'm going to class first. We meet in a normal place when we're done!"

"okay."

THE BK ROOM.

Milen waits in the waiting room, while Brian goes to the toilet. But somehow now Milen feel strange and awkward, in the atmosphere of the office, one of their lecturer rooms. Milen not alone there are several other students who wait to take turns giving the thesis.

The uproar is getting worse. Milen covered her ears.

"Whisper!" the upset. The sound of footsteps rang out, as soon as the class became silent. Mr. Brody looked at the students, the others, staying in order even though he was out of class for a while.

Milen rolled her eyeballs lazily, so hypocritical was her friend Milen's friend, in the classroom she gave an indifferent expression and pointed at Milen is a curse girl. Not a little talk in this room there is a son of a shaman pesky carrier. Milen forgets and tries to hold back the patience of the moment.

Everything had been waiting for a long time, some of them chose to sleep, Mr. Brodi was still faithfully watching the other classes and had not returned, until the fishy smell returned, Milen stared at the rest of the class.

The broom behind the friend at the end of the door fell by itself, all staring at the broom, except Milen who was staring outwards. Their feathers goosebumps, including Mr. Brodi who just came, Mr. Brody took the broom that fell earlier and put it back into place.

Milen's eyes were still faithfully staring out the window until a shadow flashed, Milen spontaneously remained motionless. He was sure he did not see wrong. Not yet there, the door that was closed opened by itself, like someone pushing the door. Mr. Brody who happened to be next to the door jumped in shock.

"Windy?" mr. Brodi.

"Who was that?"

"Who?" shouted the teacher.

'ghosts?' inner Milen, longed for him to answer, but not all believed in him. Then he cursed and kept it in his heart.

"Who's pushing?"

"Who?" shouted Mr. Brody, and another friend fell silent like a statue.

Milen again saw a black shadow, with a figure in a red dress. Hair dangling with a leaking head, spitting out fishy fresh blood. It was very eager to make Milen go to the toilet. The sense of smell of the spirit tried to approach Milen and ask for help.

'Help me! Milen, I know your name. I know you can see me, I know you can hear me.' The Spirit's voice echoed, only Milen heard.

Milen's pale face looked strange, when Mr. Brody approached.

"Milen you sick? you why?" ask teacher.

Nausea, dizziness that he felt when the spirit was trying to enter and try to communicate.

"Don't now." said Milen afraid to be considered sensation again by other students.

Surprised mr. brody. "Heah, what. You say not now? sentag pak guru, with the laughter of other students also bully.

Huuuuu!! shouted another student.

"Ma-maf sir! I go to the toilet, it's my thesis." said Milen, then he went to look for the toilet.

Once Milen was in the toilet, he vomited blood with white maggots. It made Milen even more limp, and the leaking head woman's spirit, approached and pointed at him.

"Relish!" milen shouted, he leaned over and pressed my neck. Closing his eyes as if Milen, was already in another dimension.

"Aw, it hurts so much. Where's me?" lirih Melin was confused and scared. It was dark, and very scary. The blood from a toilet makes Milen even more afraid.

Why the flood of blood? who are you, show me what I can help. Melin screamed, and was almost shocked when Melin saw the tragic scene before her eyes. It was as if Melin was the victim, and she felt it too.

'Help me Melin! if you do not help, you will feel bad for a long time because your energy is different.' the voice of the spirit echoed clearly in Melin's ears, wanting to ask for help but her voice was difficult to make a sound.

Arrrhcgh!!

Tbc.