(True Story) HAUNTED HOUSE BU MIRA
EPS 7~

Oddity after strangeness begins to occur and is felt by the Winda. The wall clock on the wall suddenly fell apart. Sontak Winda screamed loudly.

"Why are you, win ?" Bimo asked who went straight into the room.

"Mas, that's the clock the wall fell on its own." While pointing towards the wall clock that fell, Winda ran over to Bimo.

"Oh, yes, I have. It will be done."

"I don't want to sleep alone, I'm afraid." Winda also struggled with fear holding Bimo's burly arm.

"Yes, later you sleep with Fitri on the top floor. It's okay, right ?"

The mind answered with a nod of its head. He also chose to go out of the room and watch TV with Mira.

They also start planning what is needed for the wedding.

"I want a simple party, Mom. But my family asked for a big party." Says the honest.

"That's not a problem, son Winda. Mother is up to you. You are both first children. So it's natural that nak Winda's parents want a festive celebration." Answer Mira

"Keep here to have a party too, won't you, ma'am ? Let us prepare everything." Ask Winda.

"This is enough to give thanks, yes ma'am." Replied Bimo firmly and reciprocated a nod to the head of Mira's mother.

After discussing the matter of marriage, Bimo escorted Winda to Fitri's room. Unexpectedly Winda felt her hair like it was grabbed by someone. There were only two of them at the time.

"Aaauu.. hurts !!" Saying suddenly.

"Why is it sick ?" Ask Bimo.

"So my hair was pockmarked, mas." While staring back Winda stroked his head.

"You're sleepy times." Bimo said.

"So really, really sick." Still with the position of stroking his head Winda darted down the stairs but there was no one else but the two of them.

"Astaghfirullahaladhim..." Lirih Bimo after seeing the kuntilanak figure standing behind Winda.

"Udah yuk, game. Let's go down first." Bimo also immediately pulled the hand of Winda. While bowing Bimo's head down the stairs.

Kuntilanak was still standing at the side of the stairs while staring at Winda and Bimo. The loud sound echoed throughout the house. However, only Bimo heard that voice.

It seems they do not like the arrival of Bimo and Winda. For some reason, until now Bimo always bothered him. He is the son of the owner of the house.

Every time there are new men or residents in Mira's house, they will definitely not feel at home long. They will always be annoying until the man leaves, whether divorced or dead. Mira became a widow.

Before knowing Mr. Udin, there were two artisans who worked at the house of Ms. Mira. However, they only lasted for a week. Then change again with another contractor. The same, they can not survive to work long there.

Likewise, there was an ART who worked to help Ms. Mira. However, they are also always haunted and bullied. They finally stopped. That's why Mira doesn't employ ART.

Ms. Mira only occasionally calls a maid to clean the house and it goes straight home if the job is done.

"Mas Bimo... Where are you going ?" Ask Winda.

"We went for a walk around the village, yuk." Take Bimo to distract.

"Well, can you. It's still late afternoon, I want to buy a snack too." Bimo also smiled to hear the enthusiastic Winda want to go around the village.

Mira's matic motor was removed from the garage. Yet again, a strange thing happened. The motor cannot be driven at all.

"Why is the motor, mas ?" Ask Winda.

"Not sure, how heavy, huh ?" Without them knowing the motor matic Mira was sat by a large tall figure in black. His eyes were bright red and had long, sharp canines.

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