Horror Story' S (A Mystic Collection Of Real Stories)
08 New homes (02 )
When Haris opened the door to his room, no one was outside. Haris closed the window of his room. When he was about to go back to bed, there was another knock on the window of his room.
Dok dok..
This time the knock was louder.
" Geez who the hell is nosy night gini" Haris grumbled.
Haris also reopened the window.
" Woi don't fad dong.", Haris's voice choked when he saw the figure in front of him. A figure of pocong stood in front of him with a sharp gaze. The smell of rancid was immediately exposed in Haris' nose making Haris nauseous.
" Don't stay at my house" said the pocong in a heavy tone of voice. Then the pocong figure disappeared. Haris hurried to lock the window and return to the bed.
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The next day Haris did not tell Anis his experience. He doesn't want his wife to be scared.
" Are you doing your studies at my darling's house?" ask Haris when they're having breakfast.
" So mas if Mas Haris allows ", said Anis.
Haris hurriedly nodded his head in the sign he was agreeing.
" When do you want to study?" ask Haris.
" Try me later to consult with Ms RT" replied Anis.
Haris is also just a mangosteen. Still imagined in his vision about the figure of the pocong last night.
' What does it mean that I can't stay here?' ask Haris in your heart.
" Mad." call Anis.
Haris flinched as his wife's hand touched his.
" A dreamy huh?"
" No way. Yes already mas go to work first yes do not forget later to the house of Ms RT", replied Haris.
Anis nodded.
After delivering the departure of Haris in front of the door rushed Anis to the house of Bu RT.
" Assalamualaikum", Anis said his greetings while in front of the door of the house Bu RT.
" Waalaikumsalam" said Bu RT from inside the house. Shortly thereafter, RT appeared.
" Eh Anis here in Nis" said Ms. RT.
Anis went into the house of Bu RT and sat in the living room. Coincidentally after Anis sat Pak RT appeared.
" Eh there is Mbak Anis", said Mr. RT with a smile.
" Yes sir. Sorry I came in the morning to come here want there is need with Father and Mother RT ", said Anis.
Mr. RT sat down next to his wife.
" What's up Anis?" ask Mr. RT.
" So sir, my plan is that my husband wants to do a study at home. I ask the opinion of Mr. RT and Ms. RT what good day?"
Mr. Hanung and his wife looked at each other and looked at Anis again.
" It just so happens that my wife is the head of mother's studies in this village. So my wife knows better when the study can be held. So when's Ma'am ?" ask Mr. Hanung.
" A moment I called Bu Ustadzahnya first" said Ms. RT.
Ms. RT moved from the living room to her room.
" Sorry Ma'am Anis can I ask you something?" ask Mr. RT.
Anis nodded too.
" During Ma'am Anis stayed at home it often experienced strange things?"
" Sunday my husband and I experienced something strange" Anis said. Then Anis also told his experience last night ranging from someone who threw the window of his house until the lights that arrived were extinguished when usually the lights in his house never dropped.
" Therefore my husband and I plan to hold a lecture Pak", concluded Anis.
Ms. RT appeared in the living room then sat back next to Mr. Hanung.
" Anis tomorrow after tomorrow? I called his empty clock tomorrow after Isya" said Ms. RT.
" Good ma'am tomorrow the day after tomorrow. I ask for help from Ms. RT to invite the residents here ", said Anis.
" Any Ma'am Anis" said Ms. RT with a smile.
After saying thank you, Anis went home.
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" So morning have you been to the house of Mr RT Darling?" ask Haris.
" It's already a mas" Anis replied.
" When will the study continue?"
" From tomorrow ".
" Okay, honey, can I ask you a favor?" ask Haris.
" See what do you want help?"
" Make me coffee ".
Anis nodded and then went to the kitchen.
In the kitchen Anis boiled hot water in a small pot. While waiting for the water to boil, Anis idly played games on her phone while sitting on the stove deck plastic chair.
Tok..
Kitchen window on tap someone. Anis was surprised to hear the knock. He opened the kitchen window. When opening the kitchen window...
" Aaaaggghhhhh ", Anis screamed in fear.
Haris who was still in the middle room was shocked to hear Anis scream. Haris rushed to the kitchen, where he found Anis sitting on the floor covering her face with both hands.
" Dear..what's wrong?" tanya Haris approached Anis.
" It was the mas in the window ", Anis pointed at the kitchen window with one hand still covering her face.
Haris looked at the open kitchen window. There's nothing. Closed it.
" There's nothing dear" said Haris.
Anis opened her face. At the end of the day, the kitchen window is closed.
Haris had his wife come into the room.
" Why are you, honey? You see what?" ask Haris.
" I saw pocong Mas" Anis said.
" It's been mending us sleep" said Haris.
Anis nodded and the two of them went to sleep.
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The study at Haris's house went well. Finished the study of all those present say goodbye home let alone the clock has shown at half ten in the night. Only Mr. Kyai Abdullah is still in Haris' house. Haris and Anis deliberately asked Mr. Kyai Abdullah to help chase away ghosts in his house. After reading the prayer and the holy verse of the Koran, Pak Kyai Abdullah began to neutralize all the rooms in Haris' house.
" How about Mr Kyai?" ask Haris.
" The ghost of your house's servant has already left. My message often reads the Quran so that the ghost does not come back here again ", said Mr. Kyai Abdullah.
" God willing Mr. Kyai", said Haris.
" Yes, I went home first. If at any time there is anything do not hesitate to call me ", said Mr. Kyai.
Haris nodded and drove Mr. Kyai home.
After being studied, Haris and Anis were never disturbed again by the figure of the pocong. Even the neighbors were no longer afraid if the night passed in front of the young couple's house. Not like before who was reluctant to go through the front road of Haris house for fear of seeing a kuntilanak or pocong.
The swipe according to residents around the ghost was once the owner of the house that is now in Haris. He was the victim of a murder by a gang of robbers who robbed his house several decades ago. Maybe because of the ghost's revenge so haunted in the house.
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