The Empty House

Chapter 8 Keys to meetings

Sintia and Rangga stood behind the door they locked tightly.

"What should we do?" Sintia looked at Rangga in confusion.

"Pad phone!"

"All right...."

Sintia called her father immediately.

"Dad.go home. There's a problem in this house,"

"What's? Okay...!" sahut.

Sintia kept her phone and heard her mother's footsteps approaching.

"How is this?" Sintia was sad, anxious and trembling.

"We'll stay here until you come, man,"

"Ladders. What happened to our mother?" Sintia was worried about her mother. And sad to see his condition.

"There is a spirit in his body that controls him" said Rangga.

He himself was afraid. She was afraid of hurting her mother if she fought against that bully spirit.

"He's getting closer....!"

Tok....

A sreeeeettt!

The sound of an axe being dragged.

A sreeeeettt!

Tok.dok.....

His feet are getting closer.

His mother stood up and looked to the right and to the left.

He walked to Sintia's room. After she found him in her room. He then walked to Rangga's room.

Still with sharp eyes full of expressionless killing intent.

Tok....

"The host..mom's outside our room...."

"Ssttttt...hush...."

The mother with an axe in her hand stood at the door of Rangga's room.

Clamps! clack up!

Mrs Ratih tried to open the door but couldn't.

He then swung his axe towards the door.

Aduaakkk!

aduaakk!

The door was shaking but not open.

"Rangga...mom here....!" Sintia was crying in fear.

At first it was just the ghosts that scared her. But if her mother were to hurt her, her heart was really sad and very scared.

"Take that chair. That will help keep the door from opening....!"

Sintia then pulled the chair from the wood and put it on the door.

"We have to keep the door from opening." said Rangga.

The two of them stood by and pushed the seats to hold the door still in the shell from the outside with an axe.

The longer, the door was increasingly swaying as if a little more could definitely be opened by his mother.

Deg.

Sintia was getting anxious when she saw a door hinge that was pulled from the wall.

"The ladder...the door....."

"Let's push that closet. If both of them are strong!"

Rangga and Sintia walked towards the closet made of wood.

They put all their energy into pushing the cupboard.

"Come.....!"

"More powerful.....!"

Rangga.

"His door.....!"

The door was almost opened by his mother who was possessed by damaging it.

"Slowly. Little pressure!"

"It's over!"

Aduaakkk!

The axe is now swung faster because his mother is angry.

"Rangga..I'm afraid....!"

The closet was successful at when. The back is broken.

Gubraaakk!

His mother seemed to turn so strong that she could tear down the closet because the door had been detached from the hinges.

"Mother.....!"

"Rangga...it's mom....!"

His mother stood at the door that had fallen. He turned his head towards Stairs and Sintia with a look of wanting to kill.

"We didn't hurt him. That's our mother." said Sintia when Rangga would take the bat next to him.

"I knew. I'm not gonna hurt her...."

Aduaakkk!

His mother hit towards Sintia. Sintia then retreated backwards.

Now it's Rangga's turn. His mother swung an axe at him.

Because behind him was a wall, he was forced to swing a stick towards his mother.

Crasssh!

The stick collides with the axe.

"Yes......!" Sintia shouted because she thought Rangga would get hurt.

His mother tried to break that level.

Aduaakkk!

When the level was pulled behind his mother fell because of the dregs.

It was used by Sintia and Rangga to get out of his room.

"Let's get out quickly. Before you wake up and chase us...."

Rangga and Sintia ran down the stairs.

But suddenly Sintia's shirt caught a nail.

"The ladder! My clothes.....!" His mother was already standing up and staring at Sintia with a murderous aura.

"Hurry now! Why is it so hard!"

Rangga hurriedly and frantically helped take off Sintia's clothes.

"Job it ain't papa!"

said Sintia when she turned her head and saw her mother walking slowly towards her with an axe that was swinging right.

The kreeekkkk!

The shirt was torn by Rangga.

"Let's run!" Rangga pulled Sintia because her mother was getting closer to them.

They both ran down the stairs.

"Where are we going to hide?"

"We need to get out of this house! It's not safe here. We could die!"

Rangga opened the door of his house and then came out while holding Sintia's hand.

"Where are we going Rangga?"

"Where! The important thing is to survive from mother first. We can't fight him. She's our mother. But if we don't fight it. We can't be!"

"You're right Rangga...why is it like this?"

"Dad....What about dad!"

The two looked at each other and looked back.

"Yes. Youre right. I'm in danger of getting into that house!"

"We're there again!"

After running for half a kilometer they finally decided to come back again because they remembered his father who was on his way home.

And when they saw his father's car parked outside, they were terrified.

"Dad......!"