The Clairvoyance Wirasti

First night at the villa

Moving home? it's not really new. Wirasti's family, his parents and Vishnu's younger brother. This time added one new member, the mbok who was specially imported from the corners of his father's hometown in the DIY area.

Given the place of residence now is quite relieved compared to the old house, if only just accommodating the mbok maid in the house will not be troublesome to be placed where.

You also rushed to pick up the mbok a week before moving house, that way?

The atmosphere will be warmer because the villa house and the rest of the land that is quite relieved it will not be quiet inhabited by Wirasti's small family, both parents and younger brothers and an art.

Departing to start a starting point with a new vibes at once, "No problem," thought Wirasti.

Want anywhere? yes, anywhere for Wirasti is not a problem. Because from the beginning Wirasti sniffed something unusual, his readiness to face everything that would be experienced requires Wirasti to prepare in such a way.

Woeeyy, preparation?

"What's wrong, miss?"

"So serious as it looks?"

Wirasti just shrugged, narrowed his eyes until a few seconds had frowned and folded his lips. Wirasti's expression in his condition was a lot of things to think about!

Many things? or, some things? his hand reflexes did a flickering motion of air, a sign of him being lazy to respond.

The lips that were folded instantly formed a cone, hey? the fall even cut off the dah!

"Have known not to rule out the possibility ..". " while saying so? Wirasti started to open the sound. His hand deftly lifted one tent with a cardboard packing size of mineral water, then pushed it gently in the luggage pick up.

Bruock!

One more thing he achieved, this time the packaging of mineral water cardboard must be carried. Suddenly remember? the contents of the goods are easily broken, "Can be chili," his hiss while arranging cardboard for cardboard.

Minutes passed, all his work was done. The goods that are included in the cardboard that will be transported at the end, are all ready to be dispatched!

Wirasti re-entered his room, making sure no one was missed. "Don't anything get left behind," his inner self, slowly turned around?

Oops? Good thing not to scream the effect of being surprised by something?

"Yourf!" grunt, want to get angry!

Daybreak? exactly not too late. New too? The hour hand shows the number nine over a few minutes.

"Great silence" murmured Wirasti.

Engage? apparently he did it earlier.

Sat set around him, but Wirasti did not respect to let the whimpet gelibet at will, while with his jutek Wirasti just glanced with the tail of his eyes.

"It's not important, you know!" gerutu Wirasti, feeling slightly pestered.

"Let's just 'why?" his little heart tolerates the existence of other overactive creatures sat set around him. Wirasti had a row of nabok nabok, uh!

Wirasti knows, the bully was actually the original occupant of the house he would leave. "Do not think there are no other residents," said Wirasti without the intention of scaring.

The evidence? yes, it was nongol!

Wirasti also only gave a sneer, hoping that the teaser that was not visible to the naked eye did not follow him. "Enough your place here" decih Wirasti, as much as possible his voice softly.

Slow down, or anything? such astral was able to hear it.

Wirasti was still standing near the entrance of his room, and just watching him through the tail of his eyes.

"Hey, hear?"

Wirasti's inner eye captures the entity that has been living peacefully side by side in the area of his house is showing a sad gesture?

"Why you?"

Wirasti's inner eye again captures even the entity is throbbing, as if not to lose Wirasti.

Oh my God, Wirasti thought confused. I feel sorry too, but what else?

"Have not made you sad, too," persuaded Wirasti, but did not succeed.

Even? suddenly the entity whose position was almost as a good friend was stirred in the corner of the room.

Oops, good friend? wait, means that all this time Wirasti befriended a subtle creature, right?

"Emphh, eh? yes .. uh not really!" Wirasti so confused to answer what?

But, it is like a friend!

"So, how's dong?"

"Well, what is it? how do you feel yourself?"

Wirasti shook his head, "Not so concept!" the sergeant then gave an explanation even though not enough detail.

"Well, that's a friend!"

"Ac...a-ku?"

Direct wirasti, kicep! it felt silenced for a moment.

Huaaa? Wirasti is confused? this time I was confused about overcoming the situation. How to silence so as not to cry?

"Did you want to come?" there is no other way, than to roar more unbecoming.

The face was also looked up, staring at the old Wirasti. Gosh gosh? the look of the entity was expressed overcast!

"Yes, has ... " finally? that's all that came out of Wirasti's lips. Not preventing nor asking.

As soon as his father's pick-up car slowly left the small courtyard of their old house, then his convoy matic Wirasti, Vishnu's motorbike and lastly his mother's motorbike.

One four-wheeled vehicle, along with three two-wheeled vehicles out of the village and then cross the village shaft road.

Only about eight kilometers from the original house, it is quite far from the center of the crowd. Entering the village rather empty.

Precisely an area of vegetable gardens, rice fields and gardens with some perennials. To reach the village house must travel several meters from the main village road.

The area around the villa house has begun to be mikavling, the sales system is easier so. It is said to be fast to sell, including the villa house.

Arriving at the villa house everyone was busy, including Wirasti immediately filled his room.

Not eating for a long time, because from yesterday even a few weeks before especially after the house is painted and it all looks like a new house back. All rooms are filled with goods, just complete it.

Wirasti was very enthusiastic to fix his room, organize and display his favorite books.

"Taraaaa .. "he shouted, after the room that had been empty only in the form of goods was now neat and nice to see!

The other room? starting while then filled with luggage from the old house, Wirasti was comfortable.

During the day after everything was finished performing the dzuhur prayer, I invited everyone to enjoy lunch. Deliberately bring the results of cooking from the old house, this morning the mother was helped by the mbok to cook more.

Well, it's time to be a resident of the villa. Until far into the night the entire house did not immediately leave for the contest, only late at night went to their respective rooms to unwind after a day down and back making the house more comfortable to live in.

A home? what was once empty abandoned now seems to be transformed into a very different.

Lighting lights around the house look bright, neighbors of the village located just in front of the front block to be amazed by the drastic changes, on average they are not sure besides the rumors about the haunted house.

So, what did Wirasti experience? Wasn't this the first night she lived with the other four residents? the first time he stayed at the house that originally had time to make it, the district?

"Don't worry" said Wirasti. Oops, is that so? even though his feelings start to get stale? I was worried, but it just ended up there!

The rest? "Ah, what to fear?" whispered Wirasti just can't wait for unexpected things to sink it.

Wirasti did not immediately sleep and immediately pules like the others, "Boro-boro can sleep spit, which is there tonight should be merekan!"

Eits, Wirasti said kudu melekan as a form of tyrannical attitude, contained a good intention.

The old-school way of Javanese society like that is apparently still stolen as a pattern in his family? yep, that.

The last two hours of the late night that began to quiet? When Wirasti began to sleep and almost fell asleep? his hearing drum heard voices.

The voice of the middle man was conversing, but it was unclear. Wirasti heard their voice, his instincts strengthened when he knew it was all from another dimension.

****! not even himself maximum rolled directly floating? ah, naw. Sleep malfunction in the Rapid Eye Movement or REM stage, so the lightest sleep stage in a semi-conscious state and then jump to the REM stage.

When the brain suddenly awakens from the REM stage but the body has not, this is where it will happen? feeling very conscious, but the body seems paralyzed. Is this phenomenon often associated with mystical things?

Or, it is often called an incubus or old hag nightmare. Someone who experiences will be as if plagued by hallucinations? seeing shadows appearing and so on.

Hey, is that what Wirasti was up to? wait, as long as he feels he has the skills he remembers since the leak grew as an ABG to grow up. Not once does it feel like it's all an incubus or old hag nightmare.

"Oh, no" he said, fending off.

"What I often experience is real, not making it up. It's pure! yes pure."

"What evidence? just see how I became friends with the entity that inhabited my old house?"

Wirasti also told the story overnight, when everyone was asleep. When he began to hear voices, the first night at his villa house was not only forced to stay alone.

Apparently Wirasti got a lot of say hello from those other residents who felt the wingit spot was touched by Wirasti and his family.

Dizziness? nauseous? mules-mules? "Ah, that's not the time!" decih Wirasti's.

He was not as cool as before whenever he could greet, colekan or those who sat set just caper, narcissist or pansos?

Can not be denied if the villa house has been a spot for many years, those who just say hello or are polite to meditate? not only makes Wirasti feel gedeg, but had made him judge!

From visual confusion, ordinary to very cool or the most serem? tumplek blek all face deposit.

"What's not rapping?"

Asked that, what was Wirasti's answer?

"Ask the swaying grass," the original answer, apparently the jutek was made a night of horror?

Whys? wirasti with a sharp face explained at a glance that he felt he was being protested by them. Shit isn't it?