Horror And Mystery Stories
THE MYSTERY OF THE KOJET GHOST
Already two full moon our villagers do not dare to leave the house. Whenever there is reckless, it is because there is a wish that cannot be delayed. The term hajat sangkeng, if not out must be tile. But those who are reckless, often no longer come back.
Night is a curse. We are all citizens of Kole village, very dislike the darkness. Because in our minds, darkness is a threat. Even darkness often brings tears.
Until one night, our Village Chief was lost in the night. Even though that night he wanted to go to the house of a citizen who was stricken by death. According to the story of the ahlul temple house that was destroyed, Mr. Village Chief never reached his house.
People report to the authorities. But when we got there, we were getting gripped by fear. According to a Police Brigadier, lately Kojet ghosts often move in the middle of darkness.
“Kojet's ghosts love blood. He'll suck human blood. Then it will suck his brain. He also likes the same eye seeds and human head”, said the Police Brigadier.
“How did the ghost appear to be a police officer?”, asked Nek Kasem curiously. His face revealed an aura of fear.
“Tak clearly too. We the police have not managed to catch him”, replied the policeman.
“Ah, this cop sir is weird. Where can ghosts be caught?”, said Nek Leman while rolling his cigarette. He also looks scared.
“Eh yes. But as police, we have to arrest anyone who makes a fuss. Yeah right?”, that cop's chimpanzee. He looks songong when he is standing.
Until we get home, we won't report Mr. Kades's disappearance. But busy fantasizing about Kojet's ghost.
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That night, Kadir and Amri served as night patrols. Ever since the office of Babinsa (Village Constructor's Headquarters) was established in our village, being a patrolman was our new duty. For identity, on the left shoulder is installed PKD aka Village Security Officer. Made from fabric covered in thin foam. The color is predominantly yellow. Like that rank.
According to Commander Babinsa, PKD is the identity feared by the Kojet Ghost. But not just anyone can wear it. Only the name listed on the watch list is allowed to use it.
That night the wind blew a little. Cold to the ends of the bones. The attack is incredible. But since the punishment for falling asleep was severe enough, we had to fight it.
About one o'clock in the morning, we heard the sound of crying and asking for help. Female voice! The longer the closer!
“That must be Kojet Ghost!”, Amri said as he docked to the wall of the guard post. He began to recite short verses.
“Iya. He must have disguised himself as a woman, so we can help! I'm scared!”, timpal Kadir. She hugged Amri. They then hugged each other.