Cold Sweat: Malang Hospital Sect
Chapter 34's

“ mas Govi.......... when I first came here to look for my mother.The hospital building still looks intact and there are no signs of fire ,there is also clearly visible there is a yellow police line installed “

Because the three of us were tired, we continued walking towards Rudi's house and no longer paid attention to what happened to the hospital.just walked about 100 meters away from the hospital , there's a little bell

KRINGGGS……..KRLIEGG…….

I looked to my right and left to find the source of the sound, and there was no one around. I looked back at Rudi and he also saw no one around us. A few minutes later, the little bell rang again

KRLIIIG………..KKRRIINNG..

The three of us paused for a moment, thought and and acted ready whenever anything happened. After we looked at the details, the voice came from a rickshawman who came from the direction of the hospital, he looked old , white bearded , wearing a black copyah , ' he said , dress like an old man with a plain white T-shirt and a towel around his neck. For a moment of thought

“ night...night..at 01:20 WIB , cold weather...for what a pedicab driver passed by , wear a towel again like a man who has pedaled his pedal hard “

The rickshawman came closer and greeted us

“ Dikk..... what are the night-night walks near the hospital? Do you want to check into this hospital? “

Rudi spontaneously replied

“ yes sir. I drove my brother and sister , but it turns out the hospital closed “

The pedicab answered him

“ (with a flat face) this hospital just a few days ago burned big here, reportedly killing all the doctors and nurses who are here. Let me take you back home , rather than walk “

“ Sir..sorry not through here , you are lost a bit this far. Maybe can turn back to the house “

Without expression and reply to the words of Rudi , the rickshaw immediately turned back to the rah appointed by Rudi. I told Rudi not to sleep and to be a guide to his rickshaw. It's not funny that nights get lost. When on the way, I saw someone riding a motorcycle in the street and pointed at our rickshaw while shouting. Rudi pointed to the alley of his house and pointed to stop at the house. When stopped in front of the house, I asked how much the price for the rickshaw rate. He shook his head like he said no. I reiterate how much the tariff is but answered. The rickshawman turned around and headed to his rickshaw to leave us. Rudi told me

“ yes already mas Gov.. if it does not want to be paid is okay. We already offered “

Without taking a storm, I also immediately turned around to open the door. When the door opened, the rickshawman turned towards us again and said

“ mas...I actually also want to see the stitches in my neck but have already broken off how (while holding his own head that has been broken and held in his right chest ) “

I heard the voice and turned to the rickshawman and shouted loudly

SETAI……..SETAAANNNN,,,,,,

Rudi was the one who initially opened the door immediately screamed just like me. We screamed and ran into the house while closing the door, locking and propping up anything with objects. The door to our room opened and we slept as little as three. There were voices laughing from outside the house

XIIIXXIIIXXIII..

Then the sound of bells ringing

KRING…..KRRIINNGGG….

The voice slowly grew further and further away and disappeared. I turned to Rudi and spoke without thinking because he was gone.