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My name is Laras I live in east Java precisely in the village of RORO ASRI. My village is famous for being haunted because it is far from highways and houses.

Access to the road to my house is quite tiring because it has to pass through the streets of rocks because there is no asphalt or paving that enters my village.

if riding an ontel bike (mental-mental in his madura) the butt feels itchy when the father is riding his ontel bike.

Along the way a lot of trees are lush so that the streets even though the day looks dark like the afternoon.

Which makes goosebumps again in front of the house was a former grave. So our family rarely gather in front of the house because the aura in front of the house is very mystical.

We prefer to stay inside. Although, my mother said all the bodies in the cemetery have been moved to a public grave not far from home.

My house still uses a dim incandescent lamp.So no wonder if my house looks singup and a little haunted.

Well this is how my house is far from the house and close to the small gap behind the house.

I am so grateful to have a family like my own. I live with 2 older brothers, 1 sister and my Mother's Father.

My house is quite spacious consisting of a living room, 4 bedrooms, prayer room, dining room, living room (usually we and family gather here), a very spacious kitchen, a very large kitchen, 2 Bathrooms and back of the house is a garden next to the cow pen of my parents.

On the left and right of my house there are only 2 3 houses of the population was quite far away. Although the distance of the house with the residents is quite far But, they often visit our family just to talk.

My family is not inferior to them. Mother Father also often visited them just to chat. Not infrequently also Father and mother invite me to go to the neighboring house to visit.

They're not just neighbors but they're considered relatives of my parents.

Here I want to tell you about the Mystical events that happened to my family and also the people in this village.

I experienced strange events when I was 12 years old still sitting in elementary school, not just me who often experience strange events.

My mother and my two older brothers 2 often experienced it.

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poV Mother Narsih (My mother)

From a small child my barrel has experienced strange events. Probably because his birthday is fixed on Friday kliwon and his date of birth 13 .

According to old people in the past if the date of 13 was a demonic number and the day was also a famous day of horror.

I do not believe it because the talk of old people back then was 90% true.

Mbah Kong and Mbah uty that's my son's name for Grandma and her grandfather. My father also often experienced strange events.

Perhaps a descendant of my father could therefore sense the existence and see these supernatural beings. Is it or is it God's line?

That night, as usual After my prayers I accompanied them to study after that, I accompanied my handsome son to sleep. Actually they do not like to be accompanied while sleeping However, I just make sure that they really sleep and do not pretend to sleep like yesterday.

If they are not accompanied, they will play until morning. Children are like that if not supervised anything can happen.

After enough feeling I accompanied them, and convinced myself that they were really asleep. I step my foot into my daughter's room.

My steps stopped because I saw someone in white clothes coming out of the house mosque. The big man suddenly looked at me.

"Where are you going, "Take a question to my husband.

He looks very neat wearing a sturdy white shirt and his suit is his favorite black glove. Aaaah he always looks very handsome.

"mas there is an invitation from mas eko dek, the event ba'da isyak. Mas Eko wants to build a house on the north side of our house. Tau kas eko his father his friend our son, " Say mas faris explained.

Mas faris also apologized for forgetting to say that there was an invitation to kenduri from an eco mas. I also remember his name I forgot. If there is a word forget we can not scold it excessively.

The real problem is that I'm afraid of being left alone at home. It is true that there are children, even though there are children, they are still small. It is not they who protect me that I must protect them with all my soul and body if there is anything.

"Mboten eco dek nek I ga teko nang event e mbak Ida, wong wingi mbak ida ambi bojone adoh-adoh Rene ngundang kene. mosok kene ga teko, what is sawange mbak ida kale mas eko piye? " Say my husband while stroking my head.

Don't know why if I was in his arms I burst as if my lips were locked for a moment.

(Ga good deck if I did not come to mbak ida event, kana kemaren mbak ida and her husband far here ngundang kita. cook us did not come. how do I see ida and mas Eko?)

My Faris menoel b*k*ng. "Udah ah mas later if mas noel-noel I continue, mas ask more how? at the end of it I got scolded mbak ida, I thought I could not let you go to the show. "I tried to release the arms of Faris who had begun to uncontrolled.

"You see if I've come home I finish you, if I can get greedy alive" said Faris as he released his embrace that had hugged me earlier.

"Dek peci that usually mas use is placed where? "

hm start off.

my husband is looking for clothes or anything that never managed to find his own. Always the wife who is the target. And yes, the place I never changed. But, still Always ask his wife.

"in drawer number 2 from the right mas, do not put it there peci you and also peci children" I said a little screaming from the living room.

"Where deck, wong ga there is this loh. Try looking here on deck. Mas can be late this long time not to mention the streets are quite far" my husband shouted no less loud with my voice.

it is true that there is no difference between Father and Son just the same. If looking for any item never works before I myself intervened.

"Try to find the right one, just be careful if I am the one who is looking to continue to meet. Do not ask to eat raw tuh peci "my word can not stand the act of every day like this. while I walk up to him.

I saw the look on my husband's face there was fear and also emotion because from then on he had not found the kiss.

"Awas stood aside for a moment, "my words .

I put on an emotional face when I found something that was hard to find earlier.

"Wau to bed yaknopo bojoku beloved niki? mboten wonten? ta ngggeh? gone where yo is peci kok-bisae ra enek nang kelpene? Opo peci time saiki wis nduwe sikil ta yo. Buktine bojo beloved I ndolek i peci do want to meet me? " i said with my eyes glaring and my lips stretched forward.

(So tell me how is this beloved bojoku? There isn't any huh? yes ta? lost where ya pehi kok-can not be in his place? Don't peci now has feet. The proof is my beloved husband from earlier looking for a pecinya did not meet.)

Hearing my words, I saw that Faris was just grinning with a grin while taking the peci plan that I was holding. Kissing my cheek she ran over and thanked me.

I just clucked at my husband's behavior like that.

Faris is no longer visible. He has gone to Eko and Ida. There was a sad and scared streak when mas faris left me and our four children.

When will close the door ....

hhhhhhhh brakkkkkkk....

the cold wind shut the front door of my house.

I try to be calm and positive so that nothing unwanted happens.

Then, I moved Laras and her sister to her brother's second room so that I could freely look after my children. If I sleep in a separate room, I have my own hassles to move rooms.

I'd better just move my wedok kid to my lanang kid's room. Let me calm down I'm sleeping.

it's like I'm not the kid I'm carrying. But the body of an adult. slowly I lower my child and I look slowly at his face...

Astagfirulah.....

Astagfirullah O Allah...

My body bounced off by itself because it turned out that I was carrying was not my child.

But the hairy figure of his body was huge and his eyes were red. He grinned showing his pointy teeth.

Seeing this happen my knees were weak. Cold hot sweat had soaked my body because I was so scared.

I want to throw something like this. I took anything to throw at that horrible face.

Throw after throw Face did not grimace in pain at all. I even saw his face very happy.

My prayer drifted from my lips and did not miss the sweat on my face.

in a situation like this I am confused as to what to do. My brain is a few watts away. It means my brain is unable to think.

With a trembling body I ran to the kitchen to pick something up.

Run with the rest of my energy. I threw the salt I just took from the kitchen right in his eyes.

The terrible creature was growing roaring as if in the heat of pain.

Aaaarrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The monstrous creature slowly brought itself closer to me.

Ah no. I have to throw more salt on his face.

I threw so much salt back on his face and body.

Aaaarrrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Do not be happy, my heart. I'll be right up to see you.

this is the salt I have. I close my eyes and I read the verse of the chair while throwing it salt.

Aaaaaaarrrrrrrrggggggggghhhhhhhhh

slowly the monstrous creature became a fire and gradually disappeared.

In my heart a little relieved thank goodness the creature disappeared. I'm not hinting at what he was talking about.

I carried my daughter straight to her sisters' room.

I quickly closed the door and turned off the lights so that the terrible creature did not know where we were.

We fell asleep very fast until I forgot my nightly habit of meeting the God of the Universe.

Adhan dawn reverberated dimly heard because the mushola is quite far from home.

I Look around me Thank God my kids are fine. When I wake up .....

kriekkkkkk.....

I throw a strong broom that I have prepared. To beat up a creature that had disturbed my family last night to a door that was already wide open.

With my eyes tightly closed. Because of the trauma of seeing the face of a creature last night.

Ahhhhhh ....

"Dek why was mas throwing a broom? " crying my husband's face because the broomstick was smashed right in his nose.

"Adek still angry ta same mas gegara peci problem last night hm? " continue mas Faris. I'm wrong even now mas Faris apologizes he remembered last night about the fire.

"o Allah mas Adek gatau mas who came I think the creature last night.was mas ga Assalamu'alaikum if entered the room. "I got off my son's bed. Hugged my husband to lose his anger.

"yes mas gapapa, why do you sleep five in his room baby and ahmad? " Said Mas Faris while standing up to take me to the guest room.

I told everything that happened last night to mas faris. His face was excited to hear my story.

Faris promised not to leave the five of us at night. He kissed me a few times. Until his lust began to run wild. It fumbles with a touch of intoxicating touch.

we both headed to our room. I who could not stand the touch of Faris mas also immediately stripped all my husband's clothes. Until finally we both wrestled doing the hot scenes of husband and wife.

For this morning Mas Faris only 2 rounds. Before the children woke up my husband and I completed this hot activity. We also went to the bathroom. Shower and pray at dawn together.

after the prayer I cooked and prepared the children's needs to go to school and my husband's provisions to go to the rice fields.

meanwhile, my husband prepared a bicycle with his children's shoes.we have shared the task.

Bayu class 6 SD. Ahmad class 4 SD. Baras class 3 SD. nurul adeknya Laras still class 2 SD.

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FLASHBACKS

they I went to school because of his own will because Nurul was a child not allowed to go to elementary school because it would be complicated if they wet the classroom, said the principal.

But I strongly plead with the principal to accept nurul. because nurul rengek-rengek ask the school. it has been in nasehatin both me and my husband but still nurul kekeh at his stance if he wants to go to school.

Alhamdulillah the headmaster allowed the school nurse on condition that wetting or pup in the classroom that I clean myself without the help of the teacher.

lucky on the first day of school when I dropped off school, I had a conversation with her class teacher. I talked to the teacher and the teacher wanted to help if nurul wetting and PUP in class.

FLASHBACK OFF

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After breakfast, the uniforms are ready. I went to Ahmad's room and the baby.

When I entered Ahmad's room and the baby suddenly got goosebumps. I slowly opened the door of their room and

kriekkkkkk...

seriate....

wah why again with his mother Laras yes. stay tune ya friends. don't forget like and his positive comments yes This is my first horror story in Novell toon.

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