Horror And Mystery Stories
GHOST OF NINA BOBO

I'm Intan. That night was so cold, I still tightly hugged my boyfriend's fat belly. After watching the movie, I somehow felt really bad. It was like nausea and my heart was pounding so hard, the cold sweat on my forehead was sticky from being blown by the street breeze that was blown by my girlfriend's motor.

"Say, I'm not feeling well anymore, why?", I asked.

My girlfriend replied, if it was just my feeling, because maybe from this afternoon I had not eaten, it was a cold.

Like something stuck, this Bandung road is already very quiet, maybe because it is late at night. Only one or two vehicles passed by.

The cold air was blowing more and more, the strange feeling was also getting tighter along with the thump of my heart. Until when my boyfriend's motorbike passed a road opposite the Moluccan park, whether I was sleepy or it was my hallucination, as wild as I saw a small child standing in the middle of the sidewalk of the road. Strangely enough, the little boy was standing in a dark place and there was absolutely no one. It is impossible for a child to play alone in there alone these nights, I thought. I kept seeing her, the little girl was wearing a nightgown, carrying a doll and her hair was long blond and a little curly.

"Honey, how come, you want to not sleep in my hostel? Let me sleep on the carpet and you sleep in the bed" asked my boyfriend.

"Okay yank", I answered briefly, looking back at the little boy, but he was gone.

Long story short, I spent the night at my girlfriend's boarding house. However, I was still curious about the little boy earlier. The shadow of the little boy was still clearly drawn in my head.

"Darling, I slept first? I'm sleepy" said my girlfriend.

And my boyfriend ended up sleeping on the red carpet in front of the TV. Because I was sleepy too, I finally went to sleep. However, not long ago I fell asleep, I suddenly felt a very cold air piercing my skin, then I searched for a blanket with my eyes still closed. Between half-consciousness, I was suddenly struck by a gentle touch right in my head, with his cold, stiff hands, accompanied by the soft humming sound of a sleep song I often heard as a child.

"Nina bobo, oO nina bobo..."

"Nina bobo, oO nina bobo..."

His left hand was holding a doll, and my God, this is not the little boy I saw on the street? What is he doing, and why is he here? I tried to get out of my bed, but my body was stiff, and I felt a tremendous chill. I can't scream either, my mouth just gaping. The little boy did not stop stroking me while humming.

I could do nothing, just pray in my heart to ask for His protection. In that panic I kept trying to move my stiff body. Finally, little by little my body was able to move again, and I jumped out of bed and hugged my girlfriend in great fear. My boyfriend woke up and hugged me.

"Darling, what's wrong with you?", asked my girlfriend in astonishment.

My body trembled, my tears broke while looking at the bed, but the little boy was gone. He just disappeared. My body was limp, and my boyfriend kept hugging me while calming me down.

A few minutes later, I had calmed down and in a stammer, I told my girlfriend what I was going through. My boyfriend couldn't do anything, he just sat down, hugged me while holding my hand, and finally I couldn't sleep until morning. We both just fell silent.

The next morning, my boyfriend drove me home. Before saying goodbye, if there's anything tell him as soon as possible.

After that incident I always imagined with the little boy. Why is that little boy haunting me, and who is that little boy? I always ask here and there, because honestly it makes me insomnia. For a few weeks I could not sleep, when I closed my eyes, I must have heard the humming of the song in my head. Until one day when I was about to go to college, my mother suddenly said:

"Intan, yesterday there was a little boy looking for you. Then mom said you were in college, and when I saw you again, the little boy was gone. Mother shuddered, because her little child was strange, her face was pale, her hair was long, dressed in white while carrying a doll".

DEG......