PAMAL

no!!!! burn it

I stared confused at Eva's words, wondering why she said that, whether it was a warning or just a notice.

I returned home with food ingredients given by Eva, arriving at home one by one I removed from the plastic bag there are eggs, instant noodles, vegetable, chilli, onions, cooking oil ETC, there is also a terrace inside "Don't burn the "murm terasi when I see the terrace in the plastic bag that Eva gave earlier

"What does it mean not to burn? "i asked myself even though I couldn't answer it

All neat kusun in the kitchen, actually in this house there are still foodstuffs just not tasty if using the property of people without permission, actually, living in this house alone is grateful even though there is still a sense of obstruction because it has not asked permission directly to the owner.

In the afternoon I went to the mosque to perform the Ashar prayer and immediately taught the children to teach until the afternoon arrived , before performing the maghrib prayer I cooked for dinner was not finished yet masakkanku, just haven't made sambal I left to do maghrib prayer first when I went home I continued my delayed work earlier, I puree chili and onion given salt and flavoring I burn terasi and I mix with the chili I made earlier "Wah delicious" said I was proud to see the results of my cooking

I voraciously eat the cuisine of my creations even though it is not luxurious but delicious subhanallah.

Finished eating there was a knock on the kitchen door"who had been visiting through the kitchen" I murmured

I thought maybe I was so cool eating earlier, I didn't hear anyone knocking on the door so he moved to the back door to be heard by me.

I opened the door to no one, but I'm sure someone knocked.

I continued to clean up my food, again the sound of people knocking on the door but when I opened there was no one there.

I just ignore that there may be people who prank me, "The heart has a plague" I said while shouting for the prankster to hear

I prepare the mosque for congregational prayer, I pray,

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after prayer I saw someone standing right in front of the door he looked not knocking, the lights were not so bright that the person was not so clearly visible only shoulder to foot that can be seen

until I did not recognize him very well because his head was not visible to me, my mouth was open to say greetings but not when I heard someone say greetings from behind me

"Assalamualaikum" said someone

"Waalaikumsallam" I replied

I looked at the person who said the greeting "mang" said me again, turns out that Amang iwan the person who was in the house next door there was no matter what night he came here

"ustadz, said my wife had heard people singing from inside the boarding house earlier, who is it ustadz? "asked mang Iwan

I was confused when Anwar's family had come home, but it could have been and maybe the person in front of the house was Anwar.

I looked back at the house but there was no one else at the door.

"Ustadz" call the mang iwan who sees me not answering

"yes, then I will see first maybe it's the Amang anwar family who came" I replied although not so sure.

Amang iwan also excuse me to go back home as well as I also returned to the house to the door if it's true Amang Anwar's family has gone home"Assalamualaikum "my word there is no answer and the house is still locked tightly

"Assalamualaikum "my word again still no answer, I took the key I opened using the key I brought the house looks empty no one was in the house.

"Then who heard Amang iwan's wife's voice singing in this house" I muttered in wonder

I don't want to think too much about it anymore , it's dark this time to rest before going to bed I put to prayer witir finished praying then I put the body in the mattress.

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At what time I said I heard someone knocking on the kitchen door, eyes felt heavy to open "Oh God what time it is" I said

I forced myself to get up to the sound of knocking on the door that had not stopped.

when the hand was about to reach the doorknob as if something was stopping me, yes I stopped because the knock sounded strange to me

Tok, Tok , Tok, Tok

his voice was slow and consistent every three beats, the voice halted for a moment

I stared inside at the kitchen door the more doubt grew in my heart, step by step I retreated back then the kitchen door was shaken violently as if someone was trying to force my way in

In my heart I read all the surahs that I memorized I tried to hold my legs so as not to go away long enough the door shook until finally it stopped after a hard impact hit the door

Bbbbrrruuuuaakkkkk

maybe he was angry because it was not opened the door, for a moment I waited if the sound was there again but it turned out that the sound did not come back.

I went into the room to lay my body trying to close my eyes so I could continue the disturbed sleep earlier.

at three o'clock in the morning I woke up to the tahajud prayer bath and then the mosque for the dawn adhan, early in the morning the weather felt very cold no one came out of the village house feeling very lonely.

From a distance I saw a man walking towards me, from the structure of his body he was a man but the closer it became clear that he had no head

my eyes were round, my mouth was unceasingly sharp with quick steps I walked towards the mosque and entered shut the door tightly

kuiintip the creature was still walking it turns out he did not go towards the mosque but went next to an empty house right next to the mosque and disappeared into the darkness of the night

I'm sitting down, I'm sitting down, it's an amazing experience for me if this is experienced by ustadz sharif maybe he's not so surprised as this is what he sees every day but this is a new thing for me natural if I still not so dare to face them.

when the dawn prayer came, I also fulfilled my duty as a Muslim.

The Ustadz Ghifari pov end

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Eva pov's

I looked up at the sky of the room as I heard the dawn of the prayer ringing, still remembered by me a man who was in Amang Anwar's house there a woman in red looking at me sharply standing right in the window of the house

I don't know what he wants for sure he looks angry at me when giving food to ustadz Ghifari, then my mind went to ustdaz ghifari if he was okay alone in the house if there were no creatures that bother him considering there was one that I saw dared to appear to feel that it was impossible for the man not bothered.