Cold Sweat: Malang Hospital Sect
Chapter 17's

I asked his father since when this hospital was this grand , mr. Ojek also replied that he rarely took people through this road and did not know since when the hospital became magnificent but he also said that there was news that there was a news of a newspaper there was a nurse murder here after the night of the hospital. At that moment I gulped slowly, from the story of the ojek father like implying that who died of the murder………….

L AM…….

Motor motorcycle ojek continues to walk with the cold in the morning before dawn. Come to me in the front alley of the house and get off the bike. Walking a little quickly in the alley of the house to want to hasten to meet with the family who may have been waiting for me.

TOKKK…..TTOOKKKKP……..

TOKKK…..TTOOKKKKP……..

After 2 x times knocking on the door, finally the door opened, the door opened slowly and I saw my mother who opened it. My mother looked at me with a glare while covering her mouth like a shock that could not be expressed. Then he fell unconscious. I have only lived with my mother and two younger siblings since my father died 3 years ago, which is why I have been the backbone of the family all along. I immediately cried out to call my two sisters.When my sister number 2 woke up, she also shouted looking at me and talking

DEMON…..SATAN……….SATAN……..

I walked over to my sister and told her I was alive and well. After a few minutes of convincing, my sister finally believed in me. He spoke that after the news of my death, my mother pondered a lot and was sad because my body was not found only her clothes were left behind. My sister and I ended up carrying my mother to put her in the room. I told you

“ bukkk..........buuukk........... this is Rania.. “.

(by applying eucalyptus oil on the nose) the mother woke up and cried, hugging to see me who was still alive. Since we were busy taking care of mom, I forgot that the front door was not yet closed. When I came out of my mother's room and was about to close door , suddenly the door closed violently like someone was swinging it fast.

KRIIIE……….

NOT ALONE………………….

Mother who has been full of memuman tells itself how my events are considered dead for 3 months with a flood of emotions. Surprisingly after my presumed death that had been 3 months running, there was no condolence or giving anything from the hospital, as if this was like something they already knew and on purpose.

The sunlight began to light up and the morning came. The body felt sticky, and the dry marks made me instantly rush to take a shower. I headed to the room and prepared to take a shower, when it was in front of the door (it happened to be my room on the 2nd floor) and held the handle of the door to the room , inside the room was like the sound of people talking incantations. Accompanying with the sound of shoes stomping to the ground

TUUUUK…………..TUUUKKKK……………

The one I was originally going to open door , so undo his intentions and be more careful. Glanced to the right and left to see if anyone was following me again because my hair was standing on my back neck. I immediately ran downstairs, looking for mom and said is there anyone else/sibling living in the room?. Mother replied that since the news of my death 3 months ago, my room has not opened because my own mother is still sad if she remembers me through the things in the room. I went to my sister and asked to be accompanied to the room. My sister also said that a few weeks ago exactly , my room door was once open like someone was knocking but strangely only I heard not with mother and sister last number 3. I went up with my sister to open the door, but there was no sound of winnows and pounding shoes. I opened the door and turned on the lights before opening the window. The stuff in my room was a mess, lots of spots on the bed sheet

My mattress I looked deeper turned out to have dried tpi in my opinion it was like blood. My sister also looked around the room which had not been opened for a long time. Next to my bed was a window covered in curtains. My sister and I felt like there was a breeze coming into room & room, after we looked together it turned out that the window of the door was open. Worry not to go into the room. I looked at the whole closet but none of my stuff was missing , continue if there is indeed a thief, what are they looking for? And why are there spotting stains that seem like my blood bed linen?

My sister returned to her room after feeling safe in my room, but I still felt that someone was following me since this book I brought. I walked slowly to the bathroom below. After the shower I returned to the room and the door was closed, whereas before I felt the door was not closed deliberately because I felt my room stuffy after a long time never opened. I don't think that's all right because it's just a break that I want. When this body will fall in Mattress, like there are voices under my Mattress

KREESSEEKKK………….KREEESSSEEKK………

TUIUKK………….TUUUKK………….

Thought I might be a rat because there couldn't be anyone under my Mattress. Suddenly my mind was troubled by the sect book that was in my bag that I happened to put on the floor next to the Mattress. As I took the bag, I was curious as well as what was under the mattress. I lift a little bed sheet that usually extends to the 2nd floor, suddenly there are 2 eyeballs that look at me with red eyes, do not have a mouth with a broad nose on the side. I immediately screamed like an acutely frightened person. My mother and sister went straight upstairs, and I told her what happened. My mother looked under the mattress and tan found nothing. Just look at the pile of old used books not used. I cried because I was very disturbed and tired of this condition. I decided to sleep with my parents, my room was cleaned and I did not live until today because of my high trauma. even I lived in a room and never again did I open it until now.