Not Indigo

Childhood 2

My second story was when I was 11 years old.You could say I was actually a brave boy, just ...when several times found things beyond reason make my guts even become shrivelled.

as usual, I after finishing the adzan magrib will go play to my cousin's house, which happens to be several different houses from my house.

and to get there must go into an alley and pass through an empty house that has long been uninhabited. in the yard of the empty house there is a tree that is said according to my parents' story that there was a case of suicide there and the victim was a man, whether he had a problem, what, until now the exact cause is unknown.concluded he found his body hanging on the tree.

aka but because I feel brave, do not feel afraid dong passing there, especially so far have not met anything strange in that place.

however, my story does not actually come from the empty house but instead is in the house of my cousin who I want to visit this.

my cousin's house consists of 2 units of houses that are in one yard, namely the stone house they used to live in and 1 stilt house left by his grandfather's grandmother who was left empty is not occupied. what separates the two houses are 2 bathrooms located in the middle of the yard or in the back hallway.

in every night besides gathering on the highway in front of the house with friends of the village, I also always go to play or study to my cousin's house, because my cousin was still the same age as , '' '' I was ,one class and one school.

parents never forbid because it is because the distance is close to home and is still a brother, so even if the night, it will usually be picked up directly with father or brother.

on the night it was done playing and dinner, we all watched tv in the family room, there was a trellis window whose view led to the back steps of my uninhabited cousin's house, as usual, empty, if watching tv is not cool if not while chatting and commenting on the contents of the television shows we watch. happens to be sitting watching when it was me, there was me,2 my cousin and aunty.I sat down at the side of the trellis window .

as I chatted, I looked to the right of the trellis window and the view led to the back steps of the house, and, what did I see???

the female figure wears a white dress that closes up to her ankles and hair... MasyaAllah was very long to touch the base of the stairs, and his position was to turn his back or as if he was about to step up to the top of the stage house.

suddenly I felt my body goosebumps.I fell silent, I and this time immediately returned to look at the television.Some time I tried to open my eyes and a little look back to the place.after I looked, the figure was no longer there, but,he disappeared and the door was still closed.

I was at my cousin's house only for a moment, let alone having seen such an awkward thing earlier.I saw the clock, it was 9:30 pm or 21:30 pm, for that time.I chose to ask my cousin's help to drive me home, even though on another day, before the incident, I can go home alone.but, this time not first, lontong.eh please..I am Sorry, dorry, memory.

and come a few days later, the neighbor behind his house told me, if indeed every night,often heard the voices of women crying, and it came from the empty stilt house and from the bathroom between the pages of the two houses.The neighbors were afraid and goosebumps dong, and,time really likes to cry the nights are creatures.

since then, I have rarely been to a cousin's house on my own nights except with my brothers or with my father and mother.

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a few months later, my brother and I went early in the morning, went to my cousin's house near the house as well and went into another alley. at that time my parents were already there because my u is my brother from my mother fell ill and was in a state again in njajiin, was in a coma.

well, incidentally in the alley there are only 2 houses that are long and back to each other. Between the two houses there is an empty yard that is not fenced and there are several trees that grow there, and there are several trees that grow there,including the cempaka tree.as it is known that the cempaka tree is a poho that is usually planted by people in the cemetery.

when it was about to pass through the page, suddenly behind the tree of the champaka like someone was hiding, over time the figure increasingly revealed its form. the longer it became clear that his hair was long and it turned out to have a flat face, I panicked and was afraid, wanting to tell my brother but his mouth was locked. When my brother walked forward I walked backwards. because my brother did not see, only I saw it myself.so my brother yelled at me "why way back.sook the hunt" said my brother.I even more backward and say " I want to go home aja bang".and I also run as fast as he went home, Brother I'm confused "that's the child why the hell?!".

until home, my brother who was at home asked "why go back again?.

I did not answer and just hurried into the room and hid under the covers while reciting prayers until I fell asleep again.

and that night it turned out to be the last night my money was in the world, because he finally breathed his last, and I haven't had time to visit because of the rush to meet things beyond reason.

the next day when my brother came home to take a bath and went again to prepare for the funeral, I told him back what I experienced last night.The brother just laughed and said "uh, no,so be a parent with parents, can't sulk, the devil does not like the same child who likes to snack...My brother is - there is aja nasehatinnya, what is the relationship I crave the same satan, "the devil loses what if I snatch,weeehhhhh". My brother just laughed at my protest.

As a result it turned out that night was not the last night I met mystical things but was the beginning of everything.