Ghost Waiter: Grojogan Sewu Jiwo

Because of Menstrual Blood.

Chapters 17.

The hour hand continues to spin on its axis along with the sound of night animals that begin to quiet inaudible, indicating the day is already night and demanding to be immediately rested.

Long story short they have moved house and get ready to do sleep, this house looks the same as the house of Mr. Sam before. The layout of the room is exactly the same, only in contrast to household furniture accessories that are quite complete.

If the previous house has no mirrors to look and fans to relieve the heat, then here it is completely arranged in the middle room of the house and just use it.

"Where is Sinta going?" anisa asked suddenly when she saw Sinta sneaking walking towards the back door that was translucent to the bathroom.

Although there are two bedrooms here, they prefer to sleep together in the middle room with a mattress floor only. While the two rooms they use to store luggage and maternity.

"Oh my goodness, Nisa, make my heart twitch. Asem!" sinta swiped her chest.

"Salah you yourself are already rich enough, and that's what's in the friction?" anisa asked back while glancing towards the black crackle she was carrying.

Lately Sinta's attitude looks different. But because he did not want to be worse off, as a result he prefers to ask directly to Sinta. Toh Sinta also could not possibly lie, he thought.

"Gue kebelet, shitting! All you want to brush your teeth, this same toothbrush is here!" sinta replied while showing the black crackle she had brought earlier.

"Didn't you take a shower? Why do you brush your teeth again?"

"So most of the meal, my teeth so bad rich there are leftovers that slip. After all, brushing my teeth twice won't make me die, right?"

"Heh in the care of ya that's lips! Or do I want to take a snout?"

"I'm sorry, that's a baper. Friends are not cool!"

"That's right there you go, before I'm really pinched lips!"

After that Sinta again continued his steps, but from then on his heart raced quickly afraid to be discovered by his friend that he was lying.

'God! Finally survived too. Fortunately, Nisa did not check it. Thank goodness I've been lucky so far. Thank you Lord!' say Sinta in the heart.

After being in the bathroom he rushed out the pemb4lut that had been inserted into the black crackle earlier. Then open the pants and d4lamannya and release the pemb4lut that is almost full and replace it with a new one.

"I'm not usually rich. Though this was the fourth day, but why is it still rushing to get rich who miscarried? Can be chaotic if the gini continues, over time they can be suspicious if I go back and forth to the water to replace pemb4lut. Si4lan!" cerocos Sinta in the bathroom.

After finishing replacing the pemb4lutnya, now Sinta is getting ready to return to the house. Before that he also did not forget to wash his hands and feet and then wash his face so as not to arouse suspicion.

As for the container pemb4lut used he forgot not to bring a spare swipe to wrap the former pads he used, because confused there is no other place and no other choice. He also took a moment to think.

"What is this? If thrown directly without being wrapped first, will not be found out with them later? If I keep going, what do I have to say? You shucks!" said Sinta riled while continuing to scratch her head that did not itch.

While Sinta was mishuh-misuh himself, a sahutan from within was heard calling his name. Sinta who was cool itself was apparently stunned and spontaneously threw the former bandage firmly into the trash, so that the used pads lay with a red stain position poking out.

"Yes, just a minute! This is also the way again. Just ngagetin!" reply Sinta lied with a little scream.

When Sinta wants to justify the position of her bandage so that her menstrual blood does not pop out, suddenly from the back door Riska appears while warning.

"Hey! What else do you think? Let's get in before ten!" bring Riska.

Can not be lied to that the feeling was not good from earlier, coupled with Sinta who has not yet appeared, but the clock is soon showing at ten o'clock at night. Increasingly added to the worry in his heart.

"There is no! I accidentally kicked a messy garbage can. Eat this again. Well, now it's really, you're in!" reply with a smile.

Riska nodded in confidence, then entered first into the house and was followed by Sinta after. Before closing the door Sinta to turn her head towards the trash can, she saw a dumbfounded hand crawling towards the trash can and managed to make her shudder in horror.

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As the night grew late and the moon began to round perfectly, the night wind began to blow carrying a thick fog that would envelop every house of Sukagirang village.

The thick of the night and the moonlight up there is a witness to how the nature of the creatures roam. Right behind the tree beside the house they occupied was a black-eyed red figure quietly watching.

Tired because a busy day of sightseeing brings them to dreamland faster, the atmosphere after the rain can accelerate the drowsiness.

At exactly twelve o'clock at night along with a swish of cold wind under the shade of a full moonlight, the creatures of different nature revealed the entity of his presence.

Dukes.. Dukes.. Dukes.. Dukes..

The sound of knocking on the door from outside roused them forcibly from the warm embrace of their sleep.

"Who are the gini nights you've been visiting? Disturb people again for rest. Shit4n it's people!" sinta chirps after waking up from his sleep and still rubbing his eyes.

Anisa who lamented heard the door knocked and woke up, after hearing Sinta's rant.

"Lo why misuh-misuh himself? The persambet?" ask Anisa.

"Yes, just open it, is it hard? That's what a bother is!"

"Whatever you want! Dizziness me,"

Sinta got up and rushed to open the door, only a few steps of her feet suddenly Riska woke up and managed to make Sinta stop.

"Hey, wait! Where are you going, Sin?" riska asked quickly after waking up from her sleep.

Sinta turned around and looked at him. "You open the door, there was a guest!" reply is cuek.

Riska frowned in wonder. "Maybe you're wrong this time, it's midnight!"

"Serious cave! Ask Nisa if she doesn't believe me,"

"Udahlah justin. Do you not want the same as what Mr Sam said before leaving earlier?"

Hearing that he was silent for a moment, finally rushing to go back to sleep. But his steps came to a halt as the sound of knocking on the door was heard again.

Dukes.. Dukes.. Dukes... Dukes..

"Gue said what too? Outside there are guests. What would you say if your guests were in this barin?" say Sinta who knows who.

Indhi and Anisa's reflexes were awakened again to hear the sound of knocking on the door that was not known how many times it was. Curiosity because of curiosity and fear to open up struggling to fulfill their thoughts.

"They're not human! Try listening after the knock on the door is over, there's another sound!" whispered Riska with a soft voice that was almost inaudible.

Then the three of them sharpened their hearing, shortly after that door knock four times began to sound again. Because of the quiet atmosphere of midnight, then it was true that they clearly heard a strange sound like what Riska meant.

"Where is this?" tanya Sinta started to panic.

"just ignore! We better pretend to sleep and pray a lot. It will also disappear by itself" said Riska.

Sinta nodded, then tried to walk again. Haven't had time to step, he felt the back of the neck like there was a strong grip that made him goosebumps.

"This is my neck so sore gini, how dong?" ask Sinta to panic.

"Try your sons, maybe it's cramping because you're mostly diem times?!" indhi Sahut.

"Lo makes me parno kek gini, nakutin only usually. Fuck up!" umpat Sinta while pointing towards Riska with her lips.

"Better to go back to sleep! I'm not lying, they're not human! The man's beat will be odd, it won't be even like that." Whisper Riska slowly.

Sinta tried rubbing her neck that was painful and cold. It then moved its neck in circles, as if removing the stiffness on its nape.

The pungent smell of the jasmine began to emit piercing the sense of smell until it filled the air of the room. Until the sound of the chicken from a distance was clearly heard in their ears.

"Open the door, boy." said a woman from behind the door.

Simultaneously the sound of the chicken's kiss began to disappear and was not heard anymore. Because Sinta stood there was no progress, Riska finally stood up to Sinta and pulled her hand until falling on the floor mattress.

"Son, open the door..," he said again softly.

The four of them no longer cared about the owner of the voice from behind the door. They are now focused on praying with all the fear that spreads. The heart club is racing quickly like running a marathon.

Silence, no more sounds and knocking from behind the door of the house. When they wanted to breathe a sigh of relief and neutralize his heartbeat, they had to swallow the bitter pill because it again sounded louder and sounded scary.

"Open the door, you foolish man who has no adab!" he said as he continued banging on the door quite hard.

"Open door! Our business is not finished!"

His long, black fingernails were heard clawing at the door of the house until they made a deafening creaking sound.

"Come out and give yourself up so that my son will no longer be thirsty.. Open the door before I break into shapeless shreds, you stupid man!"

After hearing that they realized that the figure was a woman holding a baby who had blocked their way when on the road near the wooden bridge of Sukagirang village.

Afraid that the figure of the woman managed to break down the door of the house, they rushed into the room and locked it from the inside. While looking for something to make a weapon they accidentally found a Koran, quickly without a second thought Riska took it and read it. While the three friends also read the verse kusri and short letters that they memorized.

A few minutes had passed, the noise outside seemed silent no longer heard. Only the sound of the roar of hunting breath that was mutually unpretentious could be heard from the room. It is unexpected if upon arrival in the village of Sukagirang their lives will turn into this scary.

The regrets that dwell in the heart seem to be mountainous but cannot be poured out, the regret of not listening to Riska's words now they feel and must accept it with a heavy heart.

As the night wore on and the energy drained away, drowsiness like hypnotizing them came enveloping. Unable to survive any further, they finally fell asleep in the evil lap of the Night.