Kosan Dwellers?
The Fardan story
Hello friends RESIDENTS KOSAN? How are you doing? 😁 Long time no see. May you be healthy wherever you are.
Earlier I was sorry, because this story is a real story, so when there is no stock story, yes I stuck 😅
Well, it just so happened yesterday that Fardan whatsApp me, he said he just had a strange experience. He finally told me that was his experience. Daaan, mayan makes my hair goosebumps dooong. So I wrote it here.
Do not remove this novel from your favorite list. Because later if there's another new story I'll be up here.
Happy reading 😘
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Fardan POV.
That night, January 11, 2021, it was raining in my town. The rain is not too heavy, but it is enough to make the body wet if we walk without wearing an umbrella.
I happened to want to coffee that night. After Maghrib, at about 19:00 less, I walked alone to the coffee shop that happened to be in the next residential complex. I don't know why I wanted to walk that night. Even if you walk, it takes about 10-15 minutes to get there. But by walking and enjoying the pleasure under an umbrella, it will be fun, I thought.
Finally that night I went out with an umbrella in my hand, and started walking towards my coffee shop.
The streets were pretty quiet that night. Maybe because of the rain, so the citizens are lazy to come out. Except me. Rainy weather like this, it is best if you have coffee, especially in a coffee shop. Maybe there I can meet two friends, right?
I walked casually under an umbrella, occasionally avoiding puddles on the streets. To shorten the road, that night I chose the rat/cut way to go to the coffee shop. The road is narrow, just enough for one motorcycle. Plus the road is unpaved. Nothing, for the sake of quickly enjoying a cup of coffee that aroma has been imagined in my head.
The street that I chose was quite dim because there was only lighting from the minimal lights of the residents' houses. To the right of the narrow street was an empty land like a patch of rice field that was not too big. The land is usually planted with kale or rice by the owner. And on his left was an empty page planted with some mango trees.
As I walked down that dark path, I felt nothing. Everything is normal. But when I walk right under the mango tree ...
BRAK BRAK BRAK
I'm surprised it's not a bitch. Obviously I heard and 100% I will not be wrong, from the top of my umbrella like a palm that kicked three times. Reflex I stopped my steps. With a premonition that was already bad, I removed my umbrella to find out what was going on. But there was nothing and no one. Up there is only a dark mango tree.
Since there was nothing, I put on my umbrella again and intend to continue my path. But I have not yet walked, from the top of my umbrella like someone was sprinkling sand.
I let out a breath. What's up again? I put my umbrella away and I looked up there again. There's still nothing. Up there was only a quiet mango tree without the slightest sway of the wind.
But not long from that, there was the sound of chicks, obviously. "LUCKY CIAK."
Okay. I already know what's coming next. I've already memorized the sound of the chicks and who I'm going to face. I deliberately still dwell under the mango tree while muttering in my heart, "Take a look if it's nongol, I'm a jam!!"
I deliberately remained silent and waited under the mango tree for about 5 minutes. I just want to know what's going to happen next.
Daaaaaa, that's right.
Before long, a woman's voice giggled. "HI HI HI HI HI......"
I was intentionally still under that mango tree. As I recite the ruqyah verses. Not long after, the voice stopped. Silent. No more noise. After making sure there were no more voices, I intend to continue my path. But only then did I walk a few meters, from the mango tree it clearly sounded like something was flying from there.
GRASAAAAKK.
Followed by the sound of the chicks again, "CIAK CIAK CIAK." But the sound was like moving away.
I know very well who that creature is. But thankfully he did not show his form.
Without thinking any longer, and having known who was greeting me, I continued my path to immediately enjoy the cup of coffee that I had wanted.
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Oh yeah here I love one screensotan chat I with Fardan yesterday yes.
I came to think, the case of Fardan is very similar to my story. I wrote it here but I forgot what episode it was.
Mango tree. Is that tree in 'them'??
The tree is not tall. Just leaves are lush. I used to be the same, the nights, from the mango tree it was like something was flying. KRASAAAK. Obviously the leaves of the tree are fast-moving even without wind. Can you imagine? If on the branch of the tree there was one creature perched, then he wanted to fly up. Can you imagine how his body clashed with the leaves there? Yes that's how it is. KRASAAAK.
