Ravana's Note: Scandal

Note 9: Scary Stories

Then Ravana remembered one thing,

“I've seen the other Mr. Word,” he said.

In an instant, the other grin vanished. Then they looked at each other. “We've also seen. And it seems it's not just Mr. Word that he emulated,”

“He was also disguised as Mr. Rey, and his behavior is very similar,” whistle Mr. Jared. “We talked a lot, I even shared my personal life with him!” (we talk a lot, I even tell my personal life with him), “Suddenly my pen fell, and as I took it down the table.”.

Mr. Jared paled.

“No legs,” added Mr. Manto.

Mr. Jared nodded tensely. “All my life in New York, just this time, here, in this building, I met a ghost,”

Everyone smiled wryly.

“I ran out of the room, met Mr. Manto who was on night patrol. It turns out that Mr. Manto is also terrified,”

“I am being chased by Grandma whose body is only half,” said Mr. Manto.

“We ran out together. Then I stayed at Mr. Manto's house because I did not dare to sleep alone in the apartment,” grumbled Mr. Jared.

“My body is also shivering, my three days have a fever! Just this time I saw such an obvious demon,” Pak Manto shuddered.

“Be careful sir, it could be one of us is also not real,” actually Ravana is just joking, but everything is even so tense.

“This is the real Iwan? You should be on the night shift,”

“Hoy, I have legs!” sahut Ravana while cengengesan.

“The original leg is not niiih,” Junet flicked the calf of Ravana.

“Hehe, quiet, we are now outside the building area. Like they can only interfere in there,” Ravana knows this, because ‘they are all’ tied there. Waiting for someone to release them.

What is the real purpose of this trap?

“Gue resign only time yes, ask for a mutation to the next building, so?!” muttered Mr. Sharif.

“If from outsourcing it is easy to ask for mutations, how are we being bounced for this company. Where shit is just ,” grumbled Pak Aji while rubbing his nape in frustration.

“Means I ask for a raise, because the contract is only a business problem, it turns out that I am also facing mental health problems,” jitters Mr. Jared.

“If the problem is that, salary of any size is still not calm, sir,” said Mr. Aji.

Mr. Jared nodded in acknowledgment.

“By the way about the astral out there, besides the one in the building, on have no experience anyway?” ravana asked to melt the tension.

Mr. Sharif thinned his lips, "The horror I experienced was not immediately felt, actually. But it traumatized me enough,"

"Tell me, sir, who knows, it could be more relieved" Junet said.

"So, when my Mbah was alive, we often stayed at his house in the village. When night fell replaced with a quiet rural atmosphere, in our house even crowded voices of people. Our living room sounded frenzied like we were in the market,"

"We did not dare to peek out, because we already knew that there was improper activity out there,"

"Does Pak Sharif's Mbah give offerings for something supernatural?"

"Well, I don't dare to ask that question, Mas" Mr. Sharif scratched his head. "But once upon a time while I was staying, I once felt like I was being observed. In my mind, I saw a lot of eyes stuck everywhere. On the wall, in the closet, everywhere. I don't know if it's just a hallucination or not. I am obviously panicking,"

"Also, when his brother Mbah, so yes still mbah I also yes, occupy the house, the neighbors often say that the house is lit. The color is smoldering like the color of the flame,"

"Pathy, maybe sir?" hariyanto asked as he devoured the fry.

"Yeah maybe, I hope not, yeah. I don't want to slander my own Mbah,"

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“That experience is almost similar to my experience, Sir,” Mr. Manto said.

“This is my wife's story. I would often go home at night, I often stay my wife until dawn I just returned home because of the night shift. At that time we were still living in the house of in-laws in Cirebon. The house is big and big, sir. My wife is just the same as my son whose name is Bima,”

“On certain nights, my wife told me, like there was the sound of people cooking, until the smell of the fragrance entered the room. The smell of typical Cirebon cuisine such as empal barrel and others. At first my wife thought, oh that's neighbor time huh. But my wife feels weird, cook her night once at 2 - 3 pm,”

Ravana grinned, “His wife did not come out of the room when the incident happened?”

“Yes no, lah. It's nights when people sleep,”

Then everyone was silent trying to digest Ravana's words.

“Lo kidding but kok serem yak!” junet Drugging

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"If it were me," Junet put his plastic cup of coffee into the plastic chair in front of them. "First really when I was a child, my late Abah was given the same lottery number as Mbak K. He said Mbak K was a giri tree dweller in front of the house. The lottery is so fucking real!"

“What lottery number?” ask Jared.

“If in America the name is lottery,”

“Oooh is there something like that here? How to become a treasury employee? Who knows who can tell which stocks will profit?”

Then all giggling.

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“If I have never seen,” Hariyanto said, “ But my nephew has seen his bud glaring at him again sitting on the porch seat. His eyes are all black. The bud is in the house. It was broad daylight,”

“Loh, I met Mr. Firman abal-abal was also early in the morning even,” said Ravana.

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“There are also many cases that meet during the day, it seems that their energy is getting stronger. I don't know what in the world,” said Mr. Aji.

“Maybe the apocalypse is getting closer Sir,”

“Duh,” complained the fat man. “But I also have this story. My friend was also given the gift of a strong sixth sense. From birth he could already see the supernatural, but because the more here it is increasingly disturbing, and even there are people who ask for help impression they are smart people, my friend was tired himself. Finally he asked for his sensation ‘delepas’,”

“What is his inner eye like, sir?”

“Without studying science, without rituals and without studying with anyone, he has been able to meet the Queen of Ocean Rulers in the West, yes know who, I do not need to mention the name of the entity,”

“Inner eye although removed or diruqyah, often can not be fully closed,”

“Betul,”

“What have your friends been through?”

“That rests in his memory, when he and his husband work in the Cibatu area, if you go home and pass the famous haunted bridge. He saw a woman in red who was always next to their car. The husband asked the astral woman about the matter. And the woman was apparently killed by the master's wife, because the woman appeared to be the mistress. Then my friend and her husband asked the woman to ‘back’ and prayed. The woman in red was not seen again. Even now in the location next to the bridge was built pesantren,”

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“Weirdly yes sir when it comes to soan, the dynamics are more varied than those in America,” said Mr. Jared

“West Ghosts are creepy?” ask Hariyanto

“Seram or not it depends on the feeling of humans who see. In America crazier serial killer than supernatural,” grumbled Mr. Jared.

“Loh, if here squirming the devil can make you sick. I was once squirming the head of a cat in the corner of my neighbor's luxurious empty house, which made me surprised, it was a big cat Sir, uh suddenly he grinned, and his grin like a human! I am sick tomorrow!” hariyanto said,

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Then the fathers fell silent.

At that time Ravana also remembered something.

“Fathers have seen the figure of Dutch Noni in the building?” ask Ravana.

All shaking, “Neither is as beautiful as that, Wan,”

“Here everything is falling, if you mean Lo Noni Netherlands who likes to be in schools but the road is floating,” said Junet.

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“No, this is more modern. The clothes are ordinary office workers' suits, tall, white, big chest, mini skirt, if the smile is really pretty,” said Ravana.

All quiet.

“That's the delusion of lo if lonely,” said the fathers while whining.

Ravana snorted in annoyance.