Horror And Mystery Stories
THE MYSTERIES OF WARUNG GAIB

At that time I was still living in Secang, Magelang. Our family will go to Jakarta by private vehicle. Since morning my family and I have been busy preparing and packing. We and our family intend to vacation at the same time to relatives in Jakarta. We intend to depart from Magelang in the afternoon, so the trip will be more relaxed, and you intend to avoid the crowd by not traveling long distances during the day.

And we departed from Magelang about 4 pm. The route we took was through the north. During the trip, we did not have any bad premonitions. And the long journey began.

It did not feel the day was getting dark, and adzan maghrib was already reverberating. We decided to take a short break at the mosque while performing the Maghrib prayer. After the prayer, we continued our journey. The farther we drove, the late night accompanied the trip. At the beginning of the journey the atmosphere in the car was so crowded and full of laughter I and my two sisters, now slowly turned into quiet. Maybe because my mother and my two sisters were already sleeping soundly, and the only ones who were still awake at that time were me and my father.

The clock shows at 10:30 p.m. We have entered the Alas Roban area. The road winding in the middle of the forest and the ground plinth, far from the hustle and bustle of city life. Here the atmosphere is starting to grip. Mr. reduced the speed of the car because of the dark winding road conditions full of climbs and derivatives, the left and right of the abyss. My father and I felt something strange and strange. Since we entered the Alas Roban area, we did not cross paths with other vehicles, such as inter-provincial buses or other vehicles, even though this line is a route that is often used to get to the city of Tegal. After driving for a moment suddenly.....

"BRUAAAAAK...!!!", Astagfire...!!! The car we were riding hit something in the middle of the road.

I immediately pulled the car to the side of the road and took the flashlight on the dashboard. My dad and I got out of the car to see what was going on. My mother and two sisters who woke up to the sound of the impact, immediately panicked and wanted to get out of the car, but the father forbade it, and told them to stay inside. Then I rushed to check the front of the car and the father checked the bottom until the back of the car.

I really believe the impact as hard as earlier should be able to make the bumper of the car dented or break the fog lights of the car. But after I checked carefully, there was not a single scratch on the front of the car, even the dust and a little mud attached to the car bumper was still intact untouched. I was honestly surprised and surprised. Then the father who checked the bottom until the back of the car also did not find the object that we hit earlier. Then I called my father to check the front of the car, maybe by looking for both, can be found damage to the car due to the hard impact earlier. We've checked several times every corner of the front of the car, not a single impact. So what did we hit?

Because we felt something was wrong, my father and I quickly got into the car to continue the journey. Both of my sisters immediately moved into sitting positions. The one who had originally sat in the back seat, now moved to the middle seat with my mother, and I sat in the front seat accompanying my father. We continued to drive in the darkness of the night Alas Roban.

The clock shows at 12 p.m. My two sisters are asleep again. Awakened this time me, my father and mother. Not long after, the rain started to fall. The rain was just a speck, but quite disturbing the view, until the father had to honk at each will enter a sharp bend.

My mother and I deliberately did not discuss the incident, so that my father remained calm and could concentrate on the road. Then from a distance there is a speck of neon light. Allhamdullilah, already seen settlement, I thought. As it got closer, it turned out to be a small catfish pecel food stall right around the corner under the tree. To calm the mood, we decided to stop for a moment.

My family and I got out of the car. Whether due to drowsiness or carelessness, my leg hit the peg marker kilometer area. It says 'KM 15'. My family and I entered the shop. The seller welcomes us friendly, with a distinctive Pekalongan accent. We ordered hot food and drinks.

The seller replied, "Yes, it's closed, uh mas dateng. I sell to my wife. That's my wife" he said, pointing to the door.

My father and I were shocked, since when was there anyone standing next to the entrance of the stall? We went in the same direction, and there was only a big tree. Well, I don't care much about it, because now my attention is on the chicken that is being fried.

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Finally we ate with a voraciously, it turned out that the sauce taste good, very suitable on the tongue, so I added the sauce 2 times. After eating fried chicken, we hurried back to the car.

When I want to get in the car, my legs hit again with the 'KM 15' marker peg earlier. Okay, I'm sloppy. Because the peg was right near the car door, so it was only natural that I hit the peg again. Our car began to drive, accompanied by a spatter that continued to wander the area. After a while, we finally got out of Alas Roban and headed for Tegal.

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Long story short, we have finished our holiday in Jakarta. Because he did not want to experience the incident like yesterday again, he decided to leave Jakarta in the morning, so when entering Alas Roban, it was still noon.

After many hours we traveled, we finally entered the Alas Roban area around 1 pm. I was curious about the pecel lele stalls that we stopped at, the taste of the sauce was good. But unfortunately, pecel lele stalls are usually open when the afternoon before night. My sister suddenly wanted to urinate, the father then pulled the car over a rather wide corner of the road, and told the sister to urinate on the car, so that she could urinate, while taking a break while enjoying the view of Alas Roban during the day. It is undeniable that the view is so beautiful.

Inadvertently, I saw a kilometer peg that read 'KM 15'. I was shocked amazing, it was a peg that hit my leg the other day, and the position of the peg was exactly on the brink. And as I recall, the position of the pecel catfish stall at that time was about 3 meters behind the peck earlier. I immediately called my father and mother to show the stake earlier and the location of the stall. After being observed, the bend was exactly like that time, there was a large tree by the roadside and a peg that read 'KM 15'. But 1 meter behind the peg was already a very deep abyss.

In conclusion, at that time we were eating on the side of the road right hovering over the ravine. Only one thing can explain this incident... We stopped at a magical shop.