Ghost Pavilion

Awakening the Memories of the Spirit

Melin went home, so she was alone in the room. Opening the bloody marry box, which seemed to be sad because he had fallen in love, he wanted to remember the good times before he fell in love with Diva, and Melin felt like trying to call Brian's spirit, because it's back open.

Maybe his figure will come back cold no longer in love, and it's better for him than he befriended a very fraudulent human being.

And this time Melin took off her soul and body in the game, she was back in one place 8 years ago when she was young and Melin wanted to be there at that time, it is not in this moment that hurts him alone.

Geish ..

Soul light and Raga Melin returned 8 years ago.

In a luxury building, right in the lobby room, three young people were seen sitting on carpet. The textbooks were open, while the crumbs of snack crumbs splattered on the table.

One beautiful woman named if his old friend is seen, he with shoulder-length hair does not escape his eyes from the laptop screen. His fingers were so good at dancing on the keyboard. While the two men were busy chuckling, their eyes were fixed on a rather thick comic themed against Ghosts. It was Brian and Jun.

"Woy! You guys come here to do chores just sit around, huh?" The beautiful, shoulder-haired lady interrupted the preoccupation of the two men who were sitting about two meters away from her.

"Well, Sis! Nanggung. Ye're not, Brian? Brian, who just read the comic, is addicted. Little by little the ghost's cake will be nongol." The handsome man with the ideal body with the middle of the hair bids a little more on his friend to get martial.

Brian the man was often called another friend who did not like Melin since then, and the first time.

"ye-yeah, ika. It's fun again, right. Co-try you read." One slightly fat man with slightly bald hair about half a centimeter, justifies Jaet's words. He was a dazed, slightly stuttering man. They often call him Ton.

"As far as you are. This is also I'm done, want to find Melin first, he will be a member of us later camp." said the woman who is often called ika.

"Be careful, Ka. Yesterday Brian saw the sighting on the tree behind our campus. Well good if you find Melin there, she likes to sit on the mulu tree. The orchid is a tree." said Jat.

"Let's go. The handsome doang, seeing the ghost in front of the alley. I dong, yesterday saw Mbak Kunti hanging on an acid tree near our campus," said Brian.

"Y-yeee. Tickling guy indigo. Li-see ghosts haphazardly!" Ton cutting.

"Let's see, scolded. Why angry?!" said Brian.

"Hey, why even fight advertising tagline anyway? So, you apan tuh kunti? Lu ajakin good yah, hayo? Oh, my God, Brian you're a fucking sinner!" Ika said after sipping orange juice on the table, courtesy of Brian.

"Well, sinful? You are the sinner. Gile lu yah? Lah ngak. I ran as fast as dong. My pants are almost wet!" Brian's forehead shriveled, after Ika said that.

"Let's go. Indigo coward, look kunti even wetting."

"Not that, coy! I swear, I'm the most anti same ghost tau no. I was born rich. You must know how it feels, when you phobia altitude, continue your work does not fit really, and your position again darkened glass. Mampus dah you wet the bed. Where fit in the acid tree is Om Pocong again. His sister she nguntit the Widow Kunti deh."

"Jhaha. How about the story," asked Jat curiously. Until Ika closed the chat, if their friends were always boisterous joking and boasting. Ika just woke up in kibulin, and that was the story of the movie theater they watched yesterday.

Trip Home.

Milen's footsteps were rather quick. When Ika said there was something in the tree that he passed, my hair almost completely dislodged making his adrenaline shrink. Milen who just joined a camping friend, he who returned from the house Ika, at that time he wanted to take his motorcycle in the workshop. A hundred meters from the house of Ika. Milen was stunned to see someone sitting on a street bench in front of his campus fence. His position at that time was under a large tree for hundreds of years, which had been on the campus.

'Because of Ika, his talk about this tree made me think hard. And rightly, may the sitting man not face broken, the inner shoots of Milen strengthen.

The tree has been pruned for a long time, but it grows so fast that the campus has to trim it once a month. It is said, in the tamarind tree that many of its inhabitants. Obviously, Milen who has the ability of indigo is used to seeing ghosts in the area. And his friend no one knows he can see, for Milen such a thing does not need to be revealed.

Unfortunately again Milen knows, if Brian is one of the campus friends who can see it like it but is very timid. Brian is a man who hates ghosts and is afraid to meet them. It also makes Milen heal himself indigo since birth.

Pt .. Taps!!

Milen's step was stopped by a hand, Milen was silent, when a root that had arrived wrapped around his right leg, obviously he saw a chewy object like a hand sticking to his leg just now.

"Hallo's? Who's there?" Milen spoke to someone who was sitting on the bench.

His heartbeat was rather rapid, while sweat began to grow on his temples. It was nine o'clock at night local time. The streets are deserted, although occasional vehicles pass by. Milen had to go home and that was the only way he got home.

Istighfar repeatedly. Ask the person who is sitting. However, there was no response from him. He just stared ahead without looking at it. While Milen did not dare to step his foot forward.

Milen felt the point of water falling on his body. It seems that it will rain that day. The pavement in front of him slowly saw a wet point. Surprisingly, the more the water droplets fall, the fishy smell also accompanies. This also made Milen surprised.

It was a dim moment. So it's not very clear what's around.

Milen's view was turned left and right. There was no sign of a ghostly figure nearby. However, the longer it took to sting the fishy smell. Usually if there is a strange smell, there must be ghosts around.

"Who are you guys, what do you want? I just hitchhiked through. Why are you bothering me?" said Milen, who was getting cold sweats.

Milen strengthened himself even more, if the grandmother said she should not be more afraid and more afraid she would bring Milen far into the invisible world, and it did not want to happen.

The figure clearly let out a tongue sound, Milen suddenly just stared over his head. So it sounded shocked, when from the end of the tree a long tongue stuck out to face Milen.

Aaaarrrgh!! milen shouted at that time, unconsciously his voice shrank and the tongue-faced woman wrapped around it with blood dripping with fishy smell, making Milen nauseous and wanted to vomit.

'Please a-me!' the whisper made Milen's mind dangle limp because he phobia of blood. Not because of his ugly face filled with foul-smelling tongue.

"Miles.. Millenia. Wake up! Wake Milen!" someone said.

TBC.