Horror And Mystery Stories
MYSTERY OF THE FOURTH GIRL

This story I experienced myself when I was still getting a grade 2 Elementary education while in Riau first.

My father loved moving, he was a project contractor. And by the time I was in 2nd grade of Elementary School, my father was assigned to Pangkalan Kerinci, Riau. My activities other than school are teaching after isya. Because there was no one to teach in the mosque or mushola around, and indeed in the village where we lived ngontrak first there was only one ustadz, he said, so I was with the other kids teaching the ustadz house.

It was around the end of the 2000s. There are still many forests in the neighborhood. Per RT is a little house, and between one RT with another RT separate kebon-kebon and forest. One RT only has 4 to 5 houses.

Well, it was Friday night. As usual I was with the neighbor's child (Reza his name) went to teach ustadz house. Reza and I live in RT one, while Ustadz who became my najai teacher in RT 2. Automatic we had to walk both malem-malem to go to teach iqra to his house. The distance is about 500 meters, but because through kebon-kebon that mixes with the forest, that distance feels further.

Fortunately in the middle of the road we both met ustadz and 5 other ustadz students. The five people are 3 girls and 2 guys. We immediately salaman and kiss ustadz's hand.

Then Ustadz invited us to join him at his house, because Ustadz said, he had no need from the front. So we go together.

Because Reza and I were busy talking about something, we both unconsciously walked slowly and left behind.

His position is ustadz at the front, then 2 other male students after ustadz, followed by 3 female students in front of us. Finally we also passed through the zone kebon-kebon mixed forest that feels like an endless hallway (sampe now sometimes I still goosebumps if inget). Well, at the end of the jungle mixed kebons that are the only way to the ustadz house, there is a house.

I can't see who he is, just a dark item in his face under the hood.

I was very ordinary at first, because the lights in the house were a little dim. Then, after looking for a while, he walked into the house, opened the door as usual, and entered and closed the door again. After we walked through the house, I was surprised, kok ustadz and others continued to walk, even though the girl student who had entered the house was another ngeduluin and passed ustadz as well. Reza and I waited at the door of the house.

Suddenly ustadz noleh and call out half yell, “Dit! The reza! Why are you guys on the diem? Let's continue the road!”, said mr. ustadz. I replied, “Ustadz, we wait for sis...”, suddenly my words cut themselves and restrained. I immediately goosebumps! I just realized, the girl student in front of us was 3 people, and indeed only three of them were female students, Mr. Ustadz! Then who is the one who followed from behind...??? It's strange!

Reza and I looked at each other and were confused. Ustadz and the five other senior disciples were on a look at the two of us. Then ustadz said, “Who are you waiting for? Residents of the house again go home to Kalimantan, they left a week ago”, said ustadz. Immediately my heart beat and cold sweat poured out, and I saw Reza too. So without thinking again me and Reza immediately ran away to ustadz.

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After teaching, Reza and I did not go home. I told you what Reza and I experienced to Ustadz. Ustadz just smiled and said, “Lain times if malem, the road is concerned. And before leaving home read the prayer first!”. I forgot to read prayer. Astarghfirullah...