Secret Alit

Manten Group - Part 3

For me, ghost stories are always interesting. In fact, many say that invisible creatures only live in images. However, many people are also convinced of the existence of ghosts in real life. The assumption then presents the form, character, and ghost activity packaged in a horror story.

The number of skilled writers who produce horror stories adds to the appeal for fans. They are interested and continue to adventure to uncover curious about the existence of invisible creatures.

Repetition encourages someone to prove the existence of ghosts by visiting areas that are said to be haunted, such as areas of lush trees. Many people name the ghost according to the area of residence. For example, the ghost of coconut tree dwellers is a ghost bald pecengis or pringis whose shape is bare of coconut-like plontos.

Pringis bald ghosts are depicted in a round form resembling a bald head without hands and feet, but there are intestines that decompose out like a tail. His face was creepy with big teeth in his mouth that were always gaping wide.

That said, the ghost of bald pringis is savage and likes to prey on animals. His form is described as a head with a wide mouth and grinning (crying) a straw of fresh blood. Similarly, the intestine attached to his head full of blood kleweran when rolling back and forth like a ball.

After listening to Grandma's story about the haunted forest that Pak Wani passed, the next day I coincidentally met two men who were talking about the ghost of a coconut tree.

“Wow .. make me curious," I said in my heart.

"Hiii.... .. what does the ghost look like? Does it look like a ghost with a ghost of a horror story? Curious, that's."

The sunny weather that morning had driven away the fear of listening to the chatter.

I saw the man who told me that take the mask out of his bag. The man who told the storyteller was wearing a mask on his face.

The masked man turned his head to the right and to the left so that I could see clearly. The mask that covered his face was white with gaping red lips embossed with large teeth. But for me the atmosphere of a bright morning and the beginning of various activities does not cause fear. In contrast to the dark atmosphere of the night must be a masked person that must be very scary.

That's all I could see was the storyteller because Arlo was waiting for me at the stop and we rushed to school.

“Alit observe that masked bloke?" apparently Arlo saw the guy too.

“Hii...hii ..funny demonstration on a sunny morning that day, not cool because the weather does not support”.

Today Arlo happened to be home from school until six. I also came home later than usual because I waited for Arlo and went home together.

We got to the alley to Grandma's house it was dark. Arlo's motor is unstable, and after a check apparently the tires are leaking. Therefore I had to walk about five hundred meters to the house. While Arlo went straight to the motorcycle repair shop to replace the tires.

All the way through the dark. Although there are complex lighting lights but around the park still looks dark because there are not many lights and lush trees blocking the light of the lights illuminate the alley along the park.

This road that I passed this morning even every day I also pass this road but in the afternoon before dark I feel creepy when observing the old banyan tree in front of me. The roots are hanging down. The wind that hits the tree roots adds to the cereal. It was in my mind the figure of a very large creature as tall as that tree.

My steps felt stifled until they stopped. With fear, I forced myself to keep going.

“Waduh...... This leg is not lifted, I have exerted my strength but difficult, or because of the fear that plagued me? I muttered in my heart”.

I tried to walk at least through the old tree until the feeling of fear was reduced.

“Why is it so hard to speed up a step that is only a few meters or a few more steps? I shuddered under this tree, feeling as if I were in the clutches of that giant creature.

I was about to look back expecting Arlo to still be on the highway but I couldn't move in fear. The first time I felt the fear of being in the park of this complex, even though I often chatted with ghosts and laughed at the form I had seen in horror story books. Maybe right now they're listening and teasing me right now.

With difficulty Alit dismissed the fear so that he was free from the burden on his feet so it was difficult to step. But not far from the banyan tree was seen a coconut tree standing firm and a bunch of fruit on the tree.

“Waduh ... seeming serem also coconut tree at night, regret feeling I walk alone at night”.

Though grandma's house is near but why my steps slow as if I'm not powerful.

I remember what happened this morning when I left for school. Two white masked men. When I saw that guy, I wasn't scared. I laughed but it was different from what I am now. The mask appeared in my mind as if the coconut fruit had a face similar to the mask of the man.

The face was not just one but there were five, probably according to the number of coconuts attached to the tree.

“Is it true that ghostly form is indeed stored in someone's memory? That's what I do to think positively so that I can get rid of the fear that is still attached to me:.

Just a few steps past the old tree suddenly my steps stopped again.

That night my body ran out of energy.

Suddenly my fear diminished.

I remembered the grandmother who could always make me feel calm.

What is Grandma doing?

Does Grandma feel what I'm going through right now?

In a dimly lit atmosphere I saw a black cat.

Is that Ireng?

After getting close, I made sure it was Ireng, my beloved cat?

Ireng is like a soul to me. But Ireng also has limitations can not always be there for me.

Ireng's arrival strengthened me even more until my fear gradually disappeared. My steps were lighter and ran small to get home fast.

The wall clock shows at eight p.m. The house is quiet, apparently papa, mama and sister Luni have not returned home.

“Grandma alone?

“All have not come home, mom and dad stopped by first to auntie's house, mama”'s sister, said the grandmother with a smile.

I rushed to take a shower and wanted to eat because I was hungry in the wind and scared in the garden. I wanted to tell a lot but I was out of steam.

After the meal, I felt refreshed and wanted to talk about what I had just experienced.

“Neek.... it turns out the park is haunted well?”

“In various places can definitely be haunted, because delicate creatures roam in various places”.

“Ooh.....” turned out to be grandma's answer.

“Nek.... when under the old banyan, Alit was very afraid. In the darkness of the night the tree resembled a huge giant creature as tall as that tree, grandma just looked at me”.

"Neek.not only is the banyan tree haunted but the coconut tree nearby is also haunted, as well, Alit saw some coconuts that were still attached to the tree turned white like a face and the face was not only one but there were five faces stuck".

“Hii..hiii creepy banget”.