Mystery room

Episode 1's

I'm Dewi. I work at the photos studio. I was placed in the pressing department. While the husband (Aji), his work is uncertain. For now, the work that is again involved is the sale of Vespa motorcycles.

I'm a nomad, or someone who moves around a lot.

I'm like a magnet to them (Astral Creatures). Because wherever I go, they often interfere and do not hesitate to show themselves.

The story began in 1997.

At that time, I was still living in Jatiwaringin.

That night I was accompanied by my husband to go to the sister-in-law's house to watch TV that aired a mystery story.

Although my stomach is growing (pregnant 7 months), but did not stop this footsteps to go to the house of sister-in-law.

My husband and I walked down the path. Right and left, looks lush trees, tall and large trees.

In the midst of the trees, there was a building standing. The building was a mushollah, not far from my house.

We're still walking. My flame shrank slightly, because the path we went through, felt endless.

Our house is only 300 meters away.

Probably because of the lack of lighting. Plus tall trees. Add a mystical impression, when out of the house if it is night.

I felt my hair bristling. It was as if there were eyes watching behind the trees.

I held my husband's hand and hoped to reach my destination soon.

"Tock... Geck... Tok... ." came a knock from the door we knocked.

"Assalamu'alaikum" we said at the same time. Not long after, we heard footsteps from inside the house. The door was opened and I saw mbak Sri (Samaran), opening the door while returning our greetings, "Walaikumsalam," he said accompanied by a smile.

We're welcome to come in and we're sitting in front of the TV.

There is already someone who welcomes us, Mas Roip (cover), her husband Mbak Sri.

We talked, while waiting for the event we were waiting for.

At that time, I forgot what time the show was running. Probably.., about 11 p.m.

Because I am busy chatting. We also forgot to go home.

Not really, time goes by so fast.

Because it was past midnight, we finally decided to go home.

The cold began to feel bone-chilling.

I walked while holding the husband's hand.

Because of fear, my eyes were unceasingly looking right and left. It was as if someone was watching.

The streets are rather dark and accompanied by the singing of the night beast, accompanying us who are walking in silence.

I also looked at my husband. His eyes were straight ahead, as if he did not feel what I was feeling.

Before long there was a smell of blood and mixed with the smell of rotten, foul smell like the smell of rat carcasses.

It felt like my stomach was instantly nauseous, but I tried to keep it from vomiting.

It felt like someone was following behind.

As there was a burden that***woulder, my shoulders became heavier.

The fear got more and more attached, but the curiosity seemed to overpower my fear.

I ventured to look back.

It was a white silhouette whose legs were floating.

I was scared and pulled Mas Aji's hand. But he just fell silent and looked straight ahead.

I read prayer, as much as I can.

But I'm still curious and want to be sure, actually what I saw when I looked back.

As I continued walking, I looked back.

Looks long-haired woman, her hair disheveled irregular. He was wearing a shabby white dress. His face was covered with hair.

Woman's beautiful. He smiled at me, but his smile was nothing like a normal smile.

He smiled by showing his black teeth, his smile widened, until it filled his entire face. The edges of his lips approach the earlobe.

Out of fear, I turned around and closed my eyes. I prayed and continued to pray, so that the figure would no longer follow us.

Before long I opened my eyes and looked like a mushollah in front of me.

I was afraid to remember the smile.

We are still walking and we have passed the Mushollah.

I think if we've passed the mushollah, maybe the creature no longer exists.

Still praying, I looked back.

"Wush.." like a cloth blown by the wind. The figure flew up laughing "hihihihihihihi..," and disappeared between the acid trees.

When we got home, we went in and locked the door.

I immediately rushed into the room while tightly holding my distended stomach.

Because I was scared, I couldn't sleep. Until the sound of adzan shubuh rang.

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