Horror And Mystery Stories
STOP AT THE DEMON SHOP

I'm Sobirin. I'm a truck driver who used to haul things out of town.

This story that I really experienced began when I was given the task by my employer to deliver goods to the Central Java area. At that time I was with three other friends, Sofyan, Rohman and Ali were in one truck that I drove. The journey from West Java to Central Java is very long, especially the luggage in the truck is crowded, making the truck we ride becomes heavier and slower. Plus in the afternoon, the heat is for mercy. But yes, what do you want to say? Our work is like this. Just live it.

It was midnight, we went down a lonely road. There are passing also at least a few vehicles, it's also a large vehicle like our truck.

''Uh, you know what? Reportedly in this area where the haunted loh?", Ali told us.

''Angker what? How rich are you?'', I said.

''Oh, you don't believe it. Here there are many people who are said to be seen showing dedemit again crossing the road" said Ali.

''Really Li?'', asked Rohman.

''Really ''Yes. This is a former road made in the Dutch era. Many died because of the construction of this road. That's why it's a ghost on the curious'' said Ali.

''Udah ah, don't talk about rich. Pamali know? After I was here there is no demit, if jablay much on the side of the road, hahaha.

''Geh, your thoughts are perverted. Inget tuh wife ama your son who is already 3, hahaha.

As the four of us were laughing, uh suddenly I was struck by the figure of a woman crossing the street. ''Woe, you can hit!!'', I said in my heart. Because of his surprise, I became a sudden bully. Ckiiiiiiiiiiii...!!!! Dugo!!!

''Heh Birin! Your mommy, huh??? If you slow down dong! My badass!'', said Rohman.

''Sory sory.... I think I hit something. Let you check Man!'', my orders are with Rohman. But after we investigated, there was nothing.

''Wow, mabok lu Rin! People are nothing?'', said Rohman annoyed.

''Swear Man, I was rich seeing someone passing by, I kept bumping. There is no time?'', I replied.

We also agreed to continue our journey.

Not yet on the highway, suddenly the truck we were riding broke down. The strike was right in front of a small stall. While repairing the truck, we also stopped by the stall to rest for a while.

''Feelings here there are no stalls? How is there now? Is the new shop maybe?'', asked Ali.

''Alaaah, mostly think. Let's rest first! Who knows if there is a good jablay, hahaha.

They also approached the shop after finishing repairing the truck.

''Ma'am, make coffee item 4 yes!'', I said.

The shop mother just nodded, then went to make us some black coffee. And without being commanded again, the four of us devoured whatever food was on the table. There are lontong, fried foods, crackers and other snacks. After that we drank the coffee that had been prepared while enjoying a cigarette.

Suddenly though...

''Man, you smell bad, don't you?', I asked Rohman.

''Yes, yes, it stinks. What smell huh? Rich bangke rat deh'', replied Rohman while sniffing.

Then I asked the shop owner's mother. ''Mom, what's the smell of bangke? There's a dead mouse huh?'', I asked.

After I asked, the shop owner's mother turned to face us. And... OH MY...!!! The shop owner's mother turned into a terrifying figure!!! His face was tangled with blood, his hair was white and his laugh was goosebumps.

"Cabuuuuuut...........!!!!!!", I ordered the rest of my friends to leave the place immediately.

When we got to the truck, we vaguely noticed that it had turned into a burial place, and the stall we had stopped at turned out to be the hut where the corpse was left at the cemetery!