Ghosts of Kosan Angker "Omah" (Horror Story )

Chapter 2

Azam continued to move his legs looking for boarding, going in and out of the alley and wondering and then seeing the costing back.

Until finally he met with one of the residents who showed a white-story boarding building without a signpost kosan name to him.

After saying thank you, he immediately walked up to the white boarding building. Arriving in front of the boarding gate, He stood in front of the boarding gate.

While standing in front of the gate, his two eyes looked towards the inside of the boarding building. But there was no sight of anyone inside the building.

"Any try to go to that shop?" He said then walked towards one of the small stalls not far from this boarding building.

"Sorry Mom, did you ask?" He said while standing in front of the shop.

"Yes, what do you want to ask?" Said the owner of the stall while sitting in his stall.

"If the owner of the boarding house, where do you live?" He said while pointing with his thumb finger towards the boarding building.

"The owner of the boarding house lives in his house next to it Mas. He was always at his house. Just try knocking on the gate hard? Because of my apologies, the owner is already a little deaf."

"Good Mom. Thanks, Mom?"

"Together."

After that, Azam immediately walked back and stopped in front of the gate of the boarding building.

Dor's! Dor's!

"Maiku.." Azam cried while banging on the boarding gate quite hard.

Several times Azam banged on the boarding gate, but no one answered him.

Azam also remembered the message from the mother of the stall earlier, if the house where he lived was still beside the large boarding building.

Then Azam also set his feet around the high fence of the house. He walked around the sidewalk and then turned left.

The gate of the house facing north. Azam immediately walked up to the gate of the house.

Azam saw there was a 73-year-old Grandma, already slightly bent, her hair was white and in the loop. The grandmother was sweeping in her yard with a broomstick.

"Mom-s.." Azam called out to him while standing in front of the gate of the Grandma's house.

The grandmother did not look or answer him. Grandma was so absorbed in sweeping the yard of her house. Maybe he did not hear Azam's screams at all.

"Mom-s.." Several times Azam called him back with a fairly loud tone of voice, but the Grandmother was still busy sweeping the yard of his house.

"Mass?" The Father called Azam from behind.

Azam immediately turned around, staring back. It was seen that the Fathers of his house neighbors the Grandmother was standing looking at him behind the fence of his house. Immediately Azam walked up to him, then stopped in front of the fence of his house.

"Yes sir."

"What do you need with Grandma?" Ask the father while looking at Grandma.

"I'm looking for a cosan sir, and want to ask about that cost?" Azam answered while pointing towards the building.

"Awhile, my mom?"

"Good Sir."

The Father immediately walked out of his house, he walked and stopped in front of the gate of his house the Grandma while carrying a bell in his right hand.

..."Krincings.. Krincing.." The sound of bells ringed by the Father....

The grandmother heard it, and she looked at the sound of the bell. The grandmother walked straight to the gate.

"Together with me." The father walked straight into his house again.

"What's wrong?" Ask Grandma while standing holding a broom behind the gate of her house.

"I'm looking for a cosan ma'am."

"Oh again looking for kosan huh? Wait a minute, I open the door." Grandma's face looked very happy, He opened the gate of his house was very rushed.

"Come?" Grandma brought him in.

Azam immediately stepped foot into his yard. The grandmother immediately closed the gate, then walked towards the door of her house. Azam followed Grandma walking behind him.

"Sit here first huh? I'll get you the keys to the boarding room inside?" Grandma told him to sit in an iron chair in front of his house.

"Good Mom." Azam said and sat on the iron chair.

The Grandmother immediately opened the door of her house, she walked into the house, took the key, He walked back out of his house while carrying the keys of the boarding room.

"Come, you see the room?" Take the Grandma.

"Good Mom." Azam said and stood up.

The Grandma immediately stepped her feet quite hurriedly towards the boarding building. His face was very happy, like it was very happy that someone asked about the cost. Azam, following Grandma, walked behind him.

The two of them walked into the building.

One by one the Grandmother opened and showed Azam all the empty rooms. Both the boarding room on the lower floor and the one on the upper floor, the Grandma showed it.

After looking around the room, the two of them sat on the iron chair that was in the upper floor passageway.

"So which room do you want? When will you keep it?" Saying The Grandma.

"I picked that room, Mom." Azam pointed to the front room which was on the left on the upper floor near the bathroom and the staircase.

"I'm planning to go in and occupy it today, ma'am, but it's tonight." Keep saying Azam.

"Call Omah, I'm the owner of this boarding house." Grandma introduced herself.

"Greetings to Omah? My name is Azam. Then, for now I'm DP in first, huh Omah? The rest, will I pay off after I've entered here?"

"Yes, it's okay."

For a moment Azam took out a wallet from his trouser pocket, took a few pieces of rupiah, just for DP.

"It's Omah?" Azam gave the room deposit to Omah.

"Thank you, wait a minute?" Said Omah received money from him and searched for the key to the room he chose and also looked for a duplicate key to the boarding gate.

"This is the key?" Omah gave the room key and also the copy key to the boarding gate to him.

"Thank you, Omah." Azam received the key.

"Together."

"In that case, I just say goodbye, huh Omah? I want to pack things first, so that later tonight I can go straight in here."

"Yes, please."

Immediately Azam got up from the iron chair, walked up the stairs, down the stairs, walked through the hallway of the lower room, opened and closed the gate.

Azam walked down the alley of the housing complex towards the highway. Arriving on the side of the road, Azam boarded public transportation to return to his old boarding house.