
Anan chose to take Dita to the hospital. In fact, the young man was afraid to go home. Therefore, he will accompany, or actually ask for the company of Dita all night.
On the way to the hospital, Anan stepped on the brake suddenly. He saw a woman stop the speed of her car. Arrived to the dashboard of the car because it had fallen asleep before.
"Duh, what the hell is going on?" tanya Dita while rubbing her forehead.
"Sorry, Ta" Anan said, pointing to the front of his car.
The figure of the woman was wearing a shabby white dress and full of blood stains. His face was pale and walked towards Anan's car.
"Ta .. It's a ghost, right?" anan asked in a trembling tone of fear.
"I think yes, Nan, because he floated," said Dita.
Suddenly, a man knocked on the car window right next to Dita from her butut duck motor. He was wearing a complex security uniform.
"Nan, how is this?" ask Dita.
"Open, Ta. Yes, he wants to begal us, he's a security guard," said Anan.
Dita finally opened the window glass while saying basmalah.
"That's Miss Larson's ghost! Horn three times. If you try to avoid him, he will chase your car and can even kill you" said the skinny and tall security guard. His voice sounded panicked.
The female ghost approached. He was walking along dragging his broken left leg. There was a crackling of the neck bone as well as the woman turned her head
"Ta, how about a zombie, anyway?" Anan who was afraid thought about his body and hid behind Dita's shoulders.
"A ghost ah is not a zombie. If it's a zombie I'm scared too" said Dita.
"You're down! Then, respond and answer the question!" exclaim the security guard named Junaedi.
"Huh? Is he the host of the quiz show that brings questions to us?" ask Anan.
"I'm serious, son!" the security guard again.
Hit Anan on the shoulder.
"No, Nan! Don't talk carelessly! Sir, is there a prize?" Dita looked at the security guard.
"Just like, Ta!" Anan pulls out Dita's back head.
"Anan! My head should not be paid for it! I'm sorry sir, we're just kidding, hehehe."
The man just glared and looked at Dita sharply.
"Come, get down Nan!" bring Dita.
When Dita got out of the car with Anan, the ghost of the woman was already directly in front of Anan's face.
"Yahoooooo!" Anan to slap the cheek of the ghost of the woman was running to the back of Dita to hide.
Mistress Larson's ghost glared at Anan and Dita. He came back closer to the two.
"Sorry, ma'am, uh ma'am, I'm sorry he was accidentally scared, hehehe." Dita tried to calm the ghost.
"You guys, see my son?" ask the ghost.
"Look, Madam. Not yet known, too" said Dita.
"Where is Mita, where is Mita huhuhu... Mita my son!" Mrs Larson's ghost cried as she walked away dragging her feet. Then, he disappeared in a fork in the road.
"Ah, thank God it's gone too." Dita then turned to Anan who was already curled up crouching.
"Heh, so cool guy anyway! Just as much as being scared!" cibir Dita patted Anan's bagu.
"Huuu." Dita then approached the security guard earlier.
"At that time, he was looking for his missing son, your age. Her name is Non Mita. I don't know where the disappearance is. Where's the only child. Then, when Mrs Larson was looking for Non Mita, her car that had just come out of the house was hit by a big truck in the fork there and died. Since then he's been haunting the region. He likes to disturb the victims after you guys. If you just leave, then he will cause you to crash and die" the security guard said.
"Oh, so so. So his spirit still haunts the road" said Dita.
"Yes, Non. If driving down this road at night gets to the end of the road and honks three times, the ghost of the woman will appear to see if you are with her wanted child. And he will ask. Otherwise the riders will be doomed," said the security guard again.
Suddenly, the two guards of the complex who were riding on a beat motorbike passed in front of Dita and Anan and then both returned to approach.
"Good night, what's the matter why you're still here? You guys don't fuck or shit, do you?" accuse the bully and short-bellied guard.
"About the Father! You were chased by a demon you know! Devil chicks are so sleek, what's her name Ta?" Anan looked at Dita.
"What son is it?"
"Mrs Larson?" ask the guard to make sure.
"Yes, that's his name. Good thing there was this security guard who helped us." Dita looks at the security guard before and finds no one behind Anan.
"Nan, where's the security guard?" dita whisky.
"Huh? There was a–" Anan also did not find anyone there.
"Whose satpam? The guy we just saw you two alone, really," said the other security guard whose body is taller and thinner.
"Wooh! We were helped by a security guard here, his name if not wrong .. oh yes, Junaedi." Dita finally managed to remember the name mark on the security guard uniform earlier.
The two guards looked at each other.
"Don't you know that the road over here is closed and being diverted to that side?" ask the skinny security guard.
Dita shaking.
"This road is quiet, Neng, prone to begal and the Jun Pak just died a week ago. And Mrs Larson was waiting for a fork there," said the rather fat security guard.
"Astagfireullah! So the security guard was a ghost?" ask Dita.
"Yes, Neng."
"So sir, if the access here is closed, why is the gate here opened?" anan tuding.
"No idea, Mom. That's why we want to close and we see from a distance there is a car Mas. Let me take you out of this way," said the skinny security guard.
Dita asks Anan to hurry up immediately before there is something else that is not desirable. Shortly afterwards, a security guard named Junaedi came closer and greeted the two guards in front of Dita and Anan.
"She said she's dead?" whispered Anan.
"Yes, Nan. Then why can they greet each other and hug so?" Dita chimed.
The three guards then looked. On his body was a stab wound. Even a security guard named Junaedi had a gunshot wound to the forehead.
"Ta .. they turned out to be han-han…."
"Hansip, Nan? They're guards!" dita Exclamation.
"Ghost, Ta! Kabuuuurr!"
Anan got into the car. Because Dita did not even flinch, she came out and pulled Dita's hand. Pushing Dita's body forcibly to enter her car. Then, he rushed away from the creepy streets.
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