
...Hi I am the author of this story very grateful to you who have been willing to waste time reading my story, sorry if you can only do a revision now. It took me 2 years to recover a very tormented mentality, thank you for being faithful waiting for me....
I just moved into Cp Melati's house, 2 weeks ago. But something always made me wonder and wonder in my heart. Why is there an empty house at the end of a residential intersection? Who's owner?
And moreover the house already looks very old, if we look carefully the house is very shabby because so many dry tree leaves cover the old house yard.
Because I was very curious about the old house, I met with housing security guard Cp Melati to ask more about the house. He must have known about her.
"Night sir, introduce my name Princess son of Mr. Anwar who just moved last week." greet me first while introducing himself, so that he can know.
"Well, Mr. Anwar's son turned out. Know the name of the father, Mr. Yono.There is a need for the Princess to come to the security guard post at night like this? Do you need any help?" asked Mr. Yono to me while standing from his post chair.
"not Sir. The princess just wanted to ask about the house at the end of the intersection, about whether the house is still inhabited sir?" my question was very curious, but the look on Pak Yono's face turned sour.
"Why do you ask like that? What is your business with the house?" at once Pak Yono's tone also changed, he seemed to not want to tell me about the house.
"Daughter, just want to know sir. The princess was very curious because every time she wanted to enter the gate of the housing, must be the old house became a looker that is always seen every way through it." I explained with a soft tone so as not to make Mr. Yono misunderstand.
"The house has been ten years left by the owner, the owner of the house was a very friendly citizen even though he lived outside the housing complex. However, there are some unexpected events that make them forced to leave the house..." Obviously Pak Yono while turning his eyes in another direction.
"I warn you not to find out more about the house for your own safety. Moreover, you are a newcomer here, please keep the attitude for the future!" firmly Mr. Yono, he sat back down.
"Alright, sorry to interrupt your time. Then the Princess resigned herself, thank you."
Mr. Yono did not reply to my words, he just nodded after that he sat back down. Though I wanted to know more about the house, but Pak Yono did not want to explain it in more detail. Does the house hold a mystery? So that Pak Yono refused to tell it?
"Good night everyone" I cried walking away from the living room, to immediately go to sleep.
Actually I do not want to sleep, in the room I just lie down while daydreaming and thinking about what secrets are stored in the old house, because my curiosity is as big as it is today.
"How about to make sure that house I go inside to check the truth? But, Pak Yono has already given me a stern warning, how is this?" I murmured, with a noisy mind to find a way to get into the old house filled with mystery.
"Okay, there's only one way to get into that house. Tomorrow at exactly 6am I will go there, wearing a jogging uniform. It definitely won't invite people's suspicion towards me later."
Not knowing whether this plan will work or not which obviously I have to break my curiosity about the house, for now let my plan be known only to myself. Making others know will only add to the problem later.
"Good morning, Mr. Yono," I said as I watched him sitting at the security guard post reading the newspaper with a cup of coffee.
"For neng, the spirit of running in the morning." he replied flatly.
Running small towards the old house makes me tired too well, due to never exercising before. Arriving in front of the old house fence, I glanced towards the walled fence accompanied by a large chain full of paper and Javanese script. I don't really care about that right now what matters is getting inside is the main goal.
"God, I've tried to open this fence with 3 keys that I brought from home but why not a suitable one? Very upset, ah!" I complained, but I was still wary to see the situation around.
After a grueling struggle I was finally able to open the fence of the old house, using a small safety pin I had brought from home. Haha, no doubt for my ability like this.
"Haha, finally. Try from earlier directly use this way definitely does not take long for me to wait and waste energy."
Slowly I pushed the very large fence about 8 meters over, to avoid suspicion I immediately closed the fence put the padlock and the chain was right below it so that when I came out there would not need to open the padlock or chain again because it would be a waste of time.
As soon as the sky darkened it seemed like it was going to rain but I did not care that I had to finish what I had started, my entire body began to shield as it was about to open the main door of this house. The whole air became so cold, my shirt was so thin that my body shivered from the cold.
"Why does it have to rain now? Can't he just go down awhile if I've already designed my plan? Where do I wear the shirt again." I complained while folding my hands so as not to feel cold.
I haven't done anything just glanced at the window from the outside, but suddenly the door of the house opened itself like it was about to welcome a new guest. I kept trying to be positive in this case, maybe the wind was too strong so that the push to the door made it open. It doesn't matter, it's like this was my original goal.
"Okay, now we go inside. And I need a flashlight, this house is too big and dark. Maybe because too many trees covering this house keeps it from being exposed to the sun."
I walked down every hallway, there was so much furniture that was still worth using in this house. Hearing the story of Mr. Yono has been 10 years left by the owner but the furniture at home is still very durable just that the dust covering the surface of the white cloth makes it invisible.
As soon as I went further in, the air was hot. The tightness of Eve was so felt to make me a little difficulty in breathing. And again, this house is very dusty making my nose itch.
My hands are so drawn to touch two chairs that are so neatly arranged and aligned, does no one occupy this house but why is this chair so neat? So different from the others.
"What's wrong with this house?" I asked in a loud voice, immediately from the opposite direction I heard a door slamming sound so loud. I was not afraid that I might search for the origin of the sound but could not find it because every room in the house was locked.
The feeling of tightness and heat mixed into one, my esophagus felt so dry. My body felt uncomfortable because it was sweating from earlier. I glanced at the clock on my phone right now at exactly 6:53 a.m.
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