Abandoned House (True Story)
True Story - First Night Part 1

The night was getting late, leaving only meaningless restlessness. The rustling sound of leaves and branches swaying, breezes rang out, being blown away by the medium wind that carried the cold air .

Arif was relaxing, lying on his bed with Alvien. They are just busy with their mobile phones. As for me and Ardan, they were still standing in the doorway with their eyes out into all the rooms.

"Den," I turned quickly towards Ardan, "this house was bought by bang Yudi?" ardan.

"Yes, that's ... Why is it, Dan?" reply, raise one eyebrow.

"Yes, that's okay" replied Ardan, with eyes out. "The house is so rotten" he closed.

"Design, anyway. Want to be rebuilt," I said, walking into the living room. "And ... mending accompany me, yuk?"

"Where?"

"Other room view ... Still curious, I."

"Can."

Maybe with Ardan in company, I can be much more confident. Although this house looks outdated, but it is very spacious, not to mention the unkempt land that surrounds the house.

However, there was still a big sign in my head, about Grandpa and Grandma who owned this house before. How can they live in a house whose condition is already worrying. And it is not very impossible if the threat of snakes and other animals can lurk at any time.

The sound of footsteps clashing with the floor, a soft sound broke the silence of the night.

My eyes were ceaselessly circulating, observing every corner of the room. There is nothing special about this empty building. Even the ceiling was so dirty and perforated - although there were some that had been covered by the Jute Sack. As for the floor, this house uses a small yellow ceramic that is spread throughout the room.

My steps were blocked when I arrived at a room behind the separation wall - between the living room and the back of the house. And right in the right corner, there is a corridor that does not go to any room.

In this room There is only a teak table that is perfectly round, and a teak cabinet with a width of approximately one meter and a half, in deep brown, with a door decorated with four-sided mirrors on both sides of the door.

"Den, check it out?" asked Ardan, while pulling my sleeve-begging attention for what he found.

I glanced at a room that Ardan showed, "Open Dan .. who knows if there's a bed in it," I replied, and Ardan stepped slowly toward the room.

The sound of an old door opening rang out heartbreakingly as one who screamed withstanding the agonizing torment - The light reflections from the living room began to break through, illuminating the gap of the door that had not yet fully opened.

Ardan poked his head into the room, "It's dark."

Not long after we stood at the door lip, Ardan and I were startled by a loud bang coming from inside the room.

Bruuaaaakkkk!!!

That unexpected voice sounded extremely loud, as if it was making my heart die instantly. Ardan and I were shocked, making Ardan's face look pale, shocked by what we were going through. Even my body felt frozen and trembling.

"What's falling! Woy!. .. "sarge Alvien, feeling the same way, ran frantically out of his room.

"What the hell's the sound?" added Arif, turning his head in all directions greedily, looking for the source of the voice he also heard.

"From inside, Vien," greeted Ardan, pointing into the room.

"I think something fell!" I added, trying to regulate the breath that felt heavier.

Alvien, who was curious, then pushed the door of the room, to open even wider.

"Got dark!" muttered Alvien, he tried to get into the room, and followed by Arif who followed him.

"Free will not look like .. if you want to use a flashlight." Ardan's tone sounded trembling, his breathing was breathless.

"Where, here .. does anyone have a flashlight?" alvien exclaimed, pulling his head from inside the room, and stuck out his right arm.

"Just a minute" I said, took the phone in the bag, and gave it to Alvien.

"Recured from inside here?" said Alvien, looking at the entire room with mobile light.

"Gue from earlier here, Vien!" sahut Ardan, "gue sure his voice is from inside there!"

"There is nothing ...," said Alvien.

"Don't the rats? .." I said, looking into the room.

"No way a rat, Den," said Alvien, returning my phone.

From the way Ardan spoke, it seemed like he wanted to convey something important. I followed him into the living room.

"Why, Dam?"

Ardan turned around the room, until he finally said, "My Boeing, in this area there was a case of suicide committed by one family." I was stunned, after hearing his words, I didn't know whether to believe it or not.

"Don't nag!" concluded Arif, who also heard our talks.

"But I don't know exactly where .. which is definitely the case here!" ardan.

"Ah, that's right, you," I was brief, a little hesitant with what Ardan said.

"I think I've heard it, too" added Alvien, walking up to me and Ardan, as if he was trying to remember something, "Some say suicide, some say slaughter, there are also those who say burned to death," added Alvien.

I was silent for a moment, after hearing their words, the sense of uneasiness grew in me. Because Ardan's words could be true. Ardan has been living in Gg since birth. Chain, which is not too far away with this location.

I let out a long sigh, looking for a moment at Alvien and Ardan, "If even your words are true, then what does this have to do with the house?" kilahku, while walking slowly towards room number two. But this step is choked, when the sound of the motor is heard from the front of the house.

"Well, the Jainal" cried Alvien, walking eagerly to greet Jainal.

"If you want to cook water try to check at the back, there may be a stove that can still be used," I said, continuing the step.

"Ready, Den," said Ardan, and we split up, my search is quite up here.

We were almost carried away by the tense atmosphere, if something happened in this house, of course we could not do anything, other than the absence of residential residents around here, there is only one vehicle we can use.

"I better take a shower and rest ...."

I stepped into the room before, about to put the Bag and Sweater. At the same time, I saw the newly arrived Arif knocking himself on the bed.

"Rome ... Let's sleep well" I said, tossing a sling bag onto the bed, and hanging a sweater on a hanger.

"Males, ah," in short.

"Here ... want to shop a long way," said Jainal, I turned to him who just returned.

"On the side of the highway, there was a new shop. Plus, the road was badly damaged" he continued, peeking at the white plastic he was carrying.

"Don't the stall, the house isn't here," I said, sticking out my arm-asked, "Where, toiletries, me?"

"Casual ... Complete, really."

"The rest put it on the bed, Nal. I want to take a shower first" I added, rushing to the toilet, though I didn't know how she was.

"Den, isn't this the light?" Sergey Ardan.

"Oh, yes put it up, Dan," I said, again walking with a subtle whistle.

My smile faded the further I got apart from the others. The feeling of hesitation to step felt pressured my inner self. My steps came to a halt, when I arrived at one of the back rooms. This place looks dirtier, when compared to other rooms, and again - part of the floor here is still in the form of soil.

I looked up, staring at the ceiling that did not have a ceiling, showing a row of neatly arranged bamboo to be a critical refutation. Of course with obsolete conditions.

But in this room it felt warmer, by the fire made of a pile of red bricks. It seems like it has not been used for long, visible from the fine smoke coming out of the cracks of the brick.

"What's different about this room, why am I getting so nervous!"

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