
Pov Kevin's.
The young men stood up and invited us to follow them.
"Sister, just get in our car" I asked.
"Oh, no need. His house was close" said the young man.
All four of my friends chose to walk with them, and I inevitably had to take this car to the house. I entered the car with a grumble.
"Sial*an is indeed a friend. If you eat ghosts, what should I?" chirping.
Shortly after closing the door, there was a knock from the back glass door. Without looking at him, I immediately drove my car after those who were already in front of the young man's house. The house just needs to cross the road from the patrol post we stopped by.
I parked my car in the yard of the young man's house. And soon they caught up with those who were about to enter the house. I ran over, but it became a mockery of my friends.
"Hahaha, are you scared too, Vin?" ejek Rizal's.
"No!" answer me with a ketus.
We went into the young man's house, and he invited him to sit down.
"Please sit down." The young man allowed.
We sat down and accompanied them.
"Oh, yes Brother. I'm Kevin and these are my friends, Billy, Anton, Rizal and David." I introduced myself.
"Yes, I'm Hanif, this is Rendy and Fauzan" the young man said, referring to his friends one by one when introduced.
This house belongs to Hanif's family, they are so friendly with us. After that, I recalled what Brother Hanif said before we all came here, I took the initiative to ask him again.
"Oh, yes Brother. Just before us, was there a ghost that was feared the same as us?" ask me to be curious.
Brother Hanif nodded his head and said, "Yes. An hour before you guys, there's a couple coming from town who's afraid of the ghost of the herbalist."
"Oh, is that where the ghost is?" sahut Rizal's.
"Yes, that's where the ghost is. If the citizens around us are not surprised, but the immigrants like you must feel scared," replied Fauzan.
"Is there a story behind the ghost?" ask again.
"Yes, he was a hit-and-run victim right around the corner. The woman died on the spot" replied Brother Hanif.
"News dong, brother," said David.
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Hanif Stories.
Hanif explained that this village is the only one in the middle of the forest. Residents here usually make a living from the crops of the fields and sell.
If they want to sell, they have to go to a market that is quite far from this village. One of them is a herbalist named Mbak Ratih. She used to sell herbal medicine to the market with her husband driving a motorcycle.
When the morning as usual nothing happened, but on the way home, they were both involved in an accident with a truck that drove fast from the opposite direction.
The cornering road limited their vision, so the accident was inevitable. Ratih died on the spot with severe injuries to his head and eyes, but the husband bounced far enough away and only broke his hand on the right.
Because of the lack of people passing in the area, so the corpse of Ratih long ago to be evacuated. Since then, the news of Mbak Ratih's spirit is still curious to this day. The issue that raised in the village was about the spirit of Mbak Ratih's spirit to the truck driver.
Villagers here are common and are considered commonplace when passing the road there. They believe, if you want to pass the road it must ring the horn of an excuse sign to their world (Hosts).
He said, if the rider forgets to be ready the spirit of Mbah Ratih appeared. Even the spirit of Mbak Ratih followed to the destination.
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"At first I thought it was just an issue. But when I got home from work, I intentionally didn't honk. And sure enough, it looks like women are holding baskets and using kebaya as used by Mbak Ratih during his life." said Kak Hanif.
That night, we decided to stay at Hanif's house. When after that incident, the next morning we decided to go home because Anton always whined to undo the intention to climb.
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Pov Keyla's.
"Well, never to see again?" my many.
"Amit-amit. No, Key. It just feels like the heart suddenly wants to slide from its place" said Kevin.
I just laughed out loud when I saw Kevin's expression.
"Sir, rest first, yuk," take mom.
"Yes, Mom," I replied.
"Don't forget to pray, let's not visit Aunt Kunti," said Kevin in a mocking tone.
I nodded towards Kevin.
"Awas, you. Kudoain was aunty kunti stray to Brother's room," said I.
Kevin's brother just mocked me by sticking out his tongue. As for me, mother helped me to go to the room. Arriving in the room, why did I even think of Kevin's invitation to pry information on the figure of the woman.
But I was confused, had to look for the right gap when asking. I don't want to be considered chatting when they don't trust me.
"Daddy, why don't you go to sleep?" ask mother.
"Not sleepy, Mom. I don't know if the belly button is sleepy at all at this time," I replied.
"Yes, already. Don't sleep too late, take care of your health" said the mother.
I just nodded my head, considering Kevin's invitation. Inwardly I said, there is a point as well, anyway. But how do I start talking?
That night, it felt dead-end not having any dreams. I tried to close my eyes, it took quite a long time to finally fall asleep. There are no weird or scary dreams tonight.
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Until it was not felt, it was heard back at dawn. I slowly opened my eyes.
"Thank God, O God. You still give me age today, hopefully better than ever," I sat in my bed.
Looking towards the father and mother who were still lying there. Until in my mind said, why is the tumben not awake yet, Mom? I decided to wake him up.
"Mom, wake. It's dawn time," I said.
"What, Deck?" ask mother.
"Come, wakeup. Salad congregation, ma'am," I said.
"Yes, Deck" replied the mother.
Back mom helped me to go to the bathroom. Whether this is just my feeling or it is true, I feel my legs are lighter when trying to walk.
I looked up at my two feet.
"Why, Deck? What's up?" mother asked looking curious.
I switched the conversation, without answering any questions from mom. Then he immediately helped me take a shower, after which we all prayed together.
I was thinking of taking Kevin as he planned to do this afternoon, but unfortunately I still remember telling him about my readiness.
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