Horror Thread

Chapter 1: My Father is Afraid of Me

The story is based on a middle-aged man who already has a family.

This man had a profession as a painter. It has become

painter for a long time. In his village he was also known as a painter

renowned.

Lately he has also begun to penetrate into the online world so that his paintings can be

seen by the broad. Without thinking, it turned out that his account was his

much liked by people. And that's where he started to get a lot

order from online.

One of them was the one who ordered the painting to him with the object

randomized. As asked to paint curtains, mattresses, wooden cabinets and also

a little girl's face was expressionless. For him personally, the order

this client is quite strange. But he doesn't care.

He began painting based on the orders of his clients. Conforms

agreement, the deadline is only a week to settle to four

that painting.

For him personally a week's time is enough to complete 4

painting. Because he's a type of workaholic and

perfectionist, so he will be very focused when painting.

Then day after day he passed, up to 3 paintings he managed to finish and

leaving one last painting, the look on the face of a child.

In a short time, the last painting is almost finished and only necessary

finishing touch. But when he wanted to do the finishing touch, the man

want to go to the bathroom. When he is done and wants to go back

continuing the painting, he saw the last painting already a lot

paint patches. And as he looked further, there was a spot

the palms of a child. It seems he realized who did it.

No matter how long, he heard the sound of footsteps running from outside

to his room and his wife. Without a second thought he realized that

he was his son and went straight to the room.

When he was at the door, he saw the silhouette of his son. It's gendic

the only 7-year-old boy from behind the curtains.

Still at the door he asked his son's gendis with intonation

that sounds like anger. "Gendis, are you doodling dad's painting?

It's a little bit finished. You're a brash."

His son replied, "Neither well."

But the father was shocked, because the source of his son's voice actually came from the next room not from the direction of the curtains.

Instantly, the father turned his face to the next room and found his son's fat was crouching on the mattress.

The father immediately approached the fatty with emotion. But after seeing

the look on the face of his son who was gripping in fear, he forgot

a moment about a broken painting. And then I asked, "You why

a gendis? How are you scared? You why?"

Without answering his father's question, Gendis asked for help

his father checked the closet, saying, "I

writhing the devil in that closet."

The father complied, saying, "Son, demon

non-existent. Look at me open the closet." My father also opened

Instantly I was very surprised when I saw the figure in the closet.

"Gendis" turns out the figure in the closet is his son, the

gendic.

The father immediately turned his face towards the bed, he was astonished

because the gendis figure that was previously on the mattress disappeared.

The father looked back at the gendis who was in the closet. It

he saw his son curling his body in there. Then the

I asked, "What are you doing in the closet?" With intonation and touch

a confused face.

Gendis also said, "Sssstt. I'm playing hide and seek. Close the door again, let me not look."

Hearing the fatty's words, the father again asked, "Who are you playing with?"

"That's it, same with me. Just crouching under the bed." Answer gendis cheerfully.

Hearing the gendis answer, the father approached the mattress while ducking

slowly. Then. he saw the fatty was strangling in fear.

down there. "Dad I'm scared. That's why I'm under the bed." Yakap

gendis is crying.

Without a second thought the father immediately pulled the fat from under the mattress. Then

take him to sit on the bed. They both sat next to each other.

The father tried to calm his frightened son and said, "Udh you just calm down. There's a father here."

At the same time my dad's phone rang. He also took it out of

pocket pants then answer the call. It turned out to be a call from

his wife.

"The oil paint you asked for doesn't exist. How's it?" Said his wife from the other end of the phone.

That afternoon, when Dad was painting the last painting, he dropped the item

to his wife who will go out to buy basic necessities. However

as his wife said, the things he ordered did not exist.

His wife continued, "Oh yeah. The gendis nangis nih want to be bought a doll.

But the price is 120 thousand . Can't you think?" Ask the wife.

The father was astonished, "Gendis? Gendis beside me is this."

His wife denied, "Ngaco you ah. Gendis was playing the same game in

outward. But if I want to go, he wants to come. So yaudah I took.

Here he is crying for a doll. Can't be bought?"

And right, on the other end of the phone, the father heard a fat voice crying.

Without answering the wife's question, the father could only remain silent. He also turned off the phone.

And the situation felt gripping when the father turned to the gendis who was beside him.

Gendis who was sitting next to him also turned her head towards him. His face without

the expression, just like what was painted in the last painting

he made.

When they looked at each other, the gendis smiled slightly at the father. And gendis said, "Dad is afraid of me?

END

Note :

This story can also be enjoyed in the form of a podcast. Please visit youtube below :

Youtube: Here's My Story (Podcast)

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DhR97o97rKs&t=161s