Abandoned House (True Story)
True Stroy - Testing Mental Part 1

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I was aghast from my sleep, when I saw that the wall clock had shown at five in the afternoon. I didn't feel like I was sleeping until the night.

I'm so tired of what happened today. Although the vehicle evacuation process was over, it still left a big question mark inside my head.

I poked my head out, as boisterous conversation rang out from the direction of the living room. Looks like Arif is talking to his parents. I don't know what they're talking about.

Srbuekkkk ....

I opened the blue curtains that were the door barrier to the room, and walked limply towards the kitchen space. But Arif who was sitting in the family room then exclaimed when he saw me, "Den, here, deh ...." With my hair still uncluttered, I walked slowly while rubbing my eyes towards him.

"Here sit," said Arif's father, patting the rubber carpet that became the floor mat.

I just nodded silently, still with a disheveled look on my face. Maybe my life has not fully recovered.

"Is it true that at the Lodge something is bothering you?" added Uwa Hasan, staring at me with a small smile on her lips.

I glanced at Arif and answered the question, "Yes Wa."

Wa Hasan's face looks jerked— shocked but made up, "Ghost?" added Uwa Hasan.

I don't know why I feel like I'm going to be the subject of his talk, "More or less like that, Wa." I don't want to expand on this stoic conversation. Never mind to tell a story, for myself I still do not understand.

"Yes is already ... But you're still brave, right. To spend the night there?"

I nodded faintly, "Still dong, Wa."

"So scared, Den. If no one fills the house," added Ms. Arif, "many building materials such as, ceramics, glass, sills, etc. Uwa's just afraid that there's a dishonest handyman."

I let out a subtle sigh, and bowed for a moment, "Yes, Wa. Deni and Arif have no problem staying at the Lodge."

Uwa Titi turned to her chest, and turned to look towards Wa Hasan, as if relieved to hear my words.

"Yes, already. You take a shower, gih ... Keep eating."

"Deni tuh sodorin coffee, Mah ... Just get her spirit!" arif shouted, accompanied by the laughter of his parents.

"Please take a shower, Wa." I got up from my seat and rushed to the toilet.

Says Yudi there are workers who spend the night there too, Rif?

Yeah, but it doesn't help much, Mah.

Anyway, you're all there, anyway!

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After cleaning myself I prepared to return to the Lodge, but Ardan and Alvien still did not see the trunk of his nose. They said goodbye after helping evacuate the motorbike which was quite a lot of draining our power.

"Rif, try Ardan's phone with Alvien," my door, Arif was seen sitting on his bed while playing with his mobile phone.

"Udah ... But they can't come with us tonight" said Arif, with a smile next to his face.

"Lho's got a Rif!" my sergeant, while wearing a plain white shirt.

"Ardan has an event, while Alvien ... He said, no, not feeling well."

"Emang from last night Alvien was like a sick man."

Arif got up from his seat, and stepped about to get out of the room, "Gue wait on the bike, deh—"

"Let me take it, Rif!"

"Yes, it's a sham, it's!"

"Yes ..." I snatched the key on Arif's arm. And start heating the motor.

"Would you like to go, huh?" Uwa Titi found us, and stood right in the main doorway.

"Yes, Mah. Fear of dark hunting. Repot the road."

"From earlier Mamah ingetin, Arif. But the answer is 'Later, Mah' ...."

"Deni just woke up, oruh ...."

"Yes, we're leaving soon. Ati-ati if there's anything, just call home, yeah."

"Berez, Wa ...." We also passed from Arif's house to immediately go to the Lodge house.

Although it is still afternoon. But still this hunch is always hampered if it is related to the Lodge house.

The twilight sky was fading, clutching the light in the darkness. I drove the vehicle at high speed, because I didn't want to go too night through the Lodge. Especially on the road that is claimed to have a dark story.

We were lucky because the highway seemed deserted, there were only a few public transportation that passed by. But if this is not Sunday, it can be made sure this road will be crowded by a variety of vehicles.

My hair was no longer sticking out, when we started to enter Gg. Lodges. Post that is usually filled by a row of motorcycles that are parked neatly in front of him, now no longer see one.

I kept praying in my heart, hoping we didn't find any trouble here. The cold air instantly ambushed my skin, as we began to enter the path squeezed by the wild garden. And here it is very impossible for the vehicle to go at high speed. It was all caused by the road body which was still in the form of red and bumpy soil.

Until we arrived at a crossroads not far from the haunted place that time ago brought us in a terrible situation. Of course my body reacted well—proven from this arm that was endlessly shaking violently.

Biiiiippppp .. biiippip .. bipp-bipp-beep ...

I rang the horn a few times as it passed right in front of the old house and the blaze. Although I don't really believe in myths, but it never hurts to listen to the advice of others, especially those natives who live around here.

And finally we arrived in front of the gate of the Lodge house. Whether by chance or not, but we arrived without any hindrance.

It looks like Ubun mang and his friends are sitting on the front porch. It seemed that they were waiting for us, as evidenced by the way they welcomed our arrival with joy.

"Finally you come too, Mas," cried the mang Ubun up while patting his arm once.

I smiled back at Ubun's welcome, "Sorry, Mang, we were so busy we couldn't take lunch." I parked the bike on the side of the house, and Arif walked first to the front porch.

"Mas, we wanted to apologize earlier." I turned my head quickly, when a serious tone sounded Ubun mang. It seems he was trying to convey something.

"Sorry for what, sir?" argue Arif, he sits on the front porch, balancing the Ubun mang and his friends.

"Gini Mas, tonight we're all going home ...." I heard the words of Mang Ubun. I don't know what kind of wind made him say that.

"Lho, you know, what's wrong Mang? How, impromptu?" arif replied, a little surprised.

"Ah, it's okay Mas, we've got permission from Mr. Yudi. He said he'd bring in workers from Serang to replace us."

I approached them with quick steps, "Mang ... Why is it like that?"

Mang Ubun stared at me while smiling. He rubbed my chest, "Quiet, Mas ... It's okay ... It's purely our desire."

"Say me, Mang! Let me say the same to Mr. Yudi," I said, this heart feels bad when it hears his words. How could Yudi just fire them.

"It's not wrong Mr. Yudi, Mas ... We are the ones who resign ...."

"Little salary?" tymphal Arif. But mang Ubun immediately denied it.

"If the salary problem .... We have been working here long enough. The time of this house is still a foundation."

"Yes ... Then what's the problem?" lugasku. But Mang Ubun only met face to face with other workers.

"We got a new projector, Mas ...."

"Well, that's obvious!" sergeant Arif, standing up from his seat, "it's definitely a matter of salary!" He just passed by, went into the house.

I just sighed, without being able to hold them back, especially if they had already obtained permission from bang Yudi. Although there is suspicion of nervous shock from the workers. I can't do much.

"If it's the best for you guys—" I stared back and forth at the row of faces bowing languidly. "What to say."

Mang Ubun crashed and hugged my body, "I'm sorry, Mas ...."

I stretched out his arms, "Why should I apologize ... Ubun is not wrong. It's the right choice for stomach problems." I throw a smile at him that looks from the two eyeballs are already glazed.

Downstream the sound of vehicles sounded faint, sticking out in the middle of the silence of the night. The workers who also heard about it, started picking up the bag they had prepared on the front porch.

"I represent the team. Thank you for the kindness, Mas Deni, as long as we work here. I send greetings, to Arif and family." Mang Ubun shook my hand, followed by the other workers.

"I say goodbye, Mas ... I'm sorry if there's a mistake I didn't notice."

I just nodded faintly, though,

"Be careful on the road, Mang! Greetings to the family at home!"

They also left by public transport, which had been waiting for him at the end of the road. Now only me and Arif will spend the night in this house.

I sighed, and started walking inside the house, upon arriving at the living room. My eyes glanced at Arif who was trying to contact someone. The face looks so wry.

"But! Well, that's the worker why is he given permission to leave? who keeps it at home?" Looks like he's calling Yudi, "Ah-Elah. No Bang! ... These two are just ... It's bad!" Arif sounded a bit quiet and ended the conversation.

"What does Babang say, Rif?"

"Ngga clear, he said he wanted to replace workers Serang people so as not to go home at will. Even told to find a lot of friends to make nginep in this house!" Arif was sitting on a foam mattress in the room we used to use.

"It's like this hour! Who dares to enter this area."

I sat on the teak chair, shook my head, and stared at the ceiling. Every now and then I glanced towards the quiet and silent kitchen. I don't know what else will happen to me tonight.

"Bye!! ... I play PS, I do!" exclaim Arif. Turn on the TV and other devices.

I moaned and clenched my stomach, when it suddenly felt great turbulence, "My stomach! ...."

"Toliet there!" sergeant Arif.

My stomach is getting worse, now getting hotter and poignant, to make my palms sweat. Not wanting to think long, I took a quick step towards the kitchen and turned sharply as I passed room number three.

Groussaaaakk ...

My steps choked. My body felt heavy and stiff, as I turned my head by a strange sound that sounded from the direction of the toilet door.

My heart rate increased rapidly carrying blood, rising to a hump. I don't know what else is going on in front of me.

I saw clearly a black blob that was leaning out from inside the bathroom. These eyes were wide open, as I noticed the blob increasingly resembled dull tangled hair— in corn-red. The hair moves slowly, but the longer it breaks down.

I can't do anything, let alone run, talk I can't. My body seemed to be fixated my face was not able to turn a little from the figure of the woman who is now scuttering—right in front of the bathroom door.

A fishy smell that stung, ambushed pierced into my nose. Although he had formed the body, but the hair was unceasingly decomposed, until it fused with the floor.

Sweat is flowing through the eyes. My legs began to lose balance, no longer able to support this body. It all got worse, when my vision began to blur, until it was consumed by the darkness so thick.

Duk, duk, duk,.. dukk!! duk!! duk!!!

Samar heard a knock on the door that disturbed my ears. Slowly I opened my eyes. Silence with a blank look.

dukk!! duk!! duk!!!

The knock on the door was getting stronger—as impatiently waiting for me to come out. My eyes were wide open as I started to remember everything.

What am I doing here? since when did I enter the toilet!! ...

I got up and grabbed the doorknob in a hurry and opened the tightly closed door wide. Arif was standing straight, right in the doorway.

I frowned as Arif's face looked so flat, "It's done!" in short, then he barged in and shut the door.

Maybe he couldn't stand it anymore because he waited outside for too long. Given in this house there is only one toilet that can operate properly.

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