Handsome Pocong
Mar Speaking
The figure of the red-faced pocong was already standing firmly behind Dita who was still goosebumps could not move her legs.
"Nan..." Dita tried to ask Anan for help.
Anan holds both of Dita's shoulders and flips her body Dita now facing the red om pocong.
"Aa aa hi. om..." Sapa Dita stammered."
The figure of the pocong just stared at Dita smelled the smell of blood with a shabby shroud from the body in front of Dita.
"Om his name is Be Be Beno not om." The more stammered the fear of trying to calm down but difficult.
The time dealing with Pocong Anan is different from the current pocong. Anan clean smooth handsome face is a pocong whose face is now a sinister red eyes bulging even almost dislodged, the shabby fabric the smell of blood rancid still wafted from the figure.
"Nan... How is this?" Dita is still faced with a red pocong who is still staring at her.
"Let you take him down so he can whisper you." Anan tried to make a suggestion.
"Huh..!! Gilak what time I decetin him anyway. this stench can not stand"
inner Dita who was greeted giggling laughter Anan who was sitting now on his porch.
"Later normal too, I've only met something more seremes than this." Said Anan casually.
"What is this? I'm gonna tell you what the hell I am." Dita tried to talk with a face down scared to look at the face of the pocong om.
"Sidik." said the pocong at last.
"I'm sorry it's not clear, I'm sorry it was before." Dita tried to approach the figure by covering her nose withstanding the rancid smell of the pocong's body.
"Sharik's... Sidik Purnomo." said the figure.
"Purnomo's Shares? why is he the prints?"
"Neng Dita why is this clock outside the house alone?" Mr. RT who was siskamling ria memangetkan Dita with his heavy voice.
Dita turned to look at the red pocong but it disappeared.
"Without sir, Dita again inhaled the morning air" said Dita confused to find out what reason.
"It's still dark neng, arentar in the devil temenin loh." Mr. RT teases Dita trying to scare him and leaves.
"Yes sir is not a sport is still dark turns, thank you sir." Dita waved at RT sir who was away.
"Jiah Mr. RT he did not know that from earlier I was in the devil." Dita looking for the figure of Anan then pulled him into the house of Aunt Fani.
Mar woke up looking at Dita.
Then Mar turned to look at the window, he saw behind the window curtain the figure of a red om pocong was standing upright there.
"Yetoooooooo."
Mar yelled for the first time in a year, but he let out a voice, even if it was just a scream. Aunty Fani immediately woke up and hugged Mar who fell unconscious.
***
The next day Mar fell ill with fever and chills. Aunty Fani has taken her to the clinic but Mar still has a fever.
"Sister Dita mah." said Mar.
"Why Mar?" ask Auntie Fani about her daughter.
"Sir Dita."
"Yes Mar, brother's here." Dita approaches Mar in her bed.
Mar smiled at Dita.
"Sister last night Mar dreamin papa."
Her tiny lips now sound and make Aunt Fani amazed after a long time did not hear the voice of her daughter.
"What is your dream, baby?" ask Dita.
"What does Mar mean, Mama doesn't understand."
Aunty Fani tried to find answers from Mar but over time she was sleepy and asleep.
Dita stroked Mar's hair until she fell asleep.
"Tante doesn't understand Ta, why is Mar like this?"
"Tante apologized in advance but Dita wants to go to work first. Later home from work Dita clearly everything is aunty."
"Okay deh Aunty working holiday first today, you work gih thanks before yak."
"We who are grateful Aunty can nginep here, say yes Aunty, Assalamualaikum."
"Getishalam."
***
"Where's my house key, Nit?"
"Sorry swagged in my bag hehehe." Anita hands the key with a miniature Eiffel tower hanger into Dita's hands.
"Where do you sleep?" ask Anita.
"Aunty Fani's house is next to mine." replied Dita.
"Oh kirain outside that deket flower pot."
"www." Dita grabbed Anita's hair to vent her frustration.
The hour of work break has finally arrived.
"As an apology I bought bakmie down the road there yak." Anita smiled sweetly at Dita.
"Smake...!! gih hunt laper nih." said Dita.
Anita took the key and went riding her new motorcycle.
"Ah to mess back ah."
Dita stepped her foot into the back mess looking for the existence of a female ghost at that time.
The smell of frankincense pierced the nose of Dita must have been Mr. Ujang who had put offerings so that the female spirit was calm.
"You're looking for me." The female ghost figure was already in front of Dita with legs full of blood pouring from the wound on her open belly. His face was crushed with wounds and blood and the almost dislodged right eye was already in front of Dita.
"Astagfirullahaladzim.at that time you were beautiful, please do not show your seremnya."
pinta Dita pleaded while closing her eyes.
"It's me as I am."
"Tania showed me your pretty face."
Dita still begged to close her palms in front of her face still closed her eyes not to see the horror.
"How do you know my name?" ask the ghost.
"Go...! don't bother Dita!"
Pak Ujang suddenly appeared to make the female ghost disappear from before Dita.
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To be continued...
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