
This afternoon the day of mourning at Mr. Herman's house is still going on. Today is the seven daily deaths of Ms. Siti.
A woman named Vivi, a co-worker from Herman entered the house. He wears a black shirt and black trousers. The black shawl covered her thin short hair.
"Mas, I am sorry for the death of Ms. Siti," he said.
"Thank you, Vi. Thank you for coming" said Herman.
"Alvin where to? He must have been very shocked to learn that his mother died" he said.
"There was in the house across, playing with his friends. He knew his mother had died, but he didn't know he was going to see his mother again" Herman replied. His sobs were heard and unstoppable again.
"Mother, Anta does not like the woman" whispered Anta while preparing a white cardboard that will be prepared as a place for food that they will cook while waiting for the cook to arrive.
"Anta can't say that. You help aunty Tasya gih, he again ready-to-eat fried vermicelli," pinta Dita.
"OK, Mommy." Anta met Tasya who was cutting vegetables that would later be served as a complement to fried vermicelli.
"Hi, Nta! You want to help Mama Tasya, okay?" tanyakanya.
Anta replied with a nod.
"Please fry the chicken!" tasya Pinta.
"All right then." Anta preparing to fry chicken.
"Astagfirullah," said Tasya when he saw Siti sitting pensively next to the stove table of his house.
Anta codes Tasya so as not to heed Siti's whereabouts.
"Why did I leave so soon? I still want to see Alvin grow up" Siti said, sobbing.
With trembling hands, Tasya tried to give extra salt to the fried vermicelli he was making.
"My husband prefers chicken broth, not just salt," Siti told Tasya.
"Oh .. Yes if so I add chicken broth only." Tasya unintentionally answered Siti's words.
"Aante!" Anta patted Tasya on the back.
"Uppsss, how's Nta?" Tasya began to fret and panic.
Siti got closer and tried to observe Anta and Tasya's face up close.
"Anta, Mrs Tasya, you can see me, right?" ask Siti.
Anta finally nodded. Siti hugs Anta and Tasya. She finally asked Anta to bring her and her husband together. She wanted to apologize and thank her husband for his efforts in taking care of her before she left.
"All right then." Anta then brought together Siti and her husband.
Haru's cry was created. Siti pamit to her husband and son.
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The look of the figure was so horrible. His eyes were huge and looked like he was about to jump out. That night the rain did not stop. House electricity that has been out for an hour does not turn on. The pitch-black situation outside the house made Alvin so scared that he shook his father's body.
"What's wrong with you, Vin?" ask Herman.
"Well, there's someone who thinks of me" Alvin said, pointing to the roof of the house.
"Sniff times, Vin. You are sleeping!" pinta Herman resumed her sleep and fell asleep
top foam mattress with green bed sheet.
Alvin confirmed the sighting again, but the figure was no longer there. That figure is gone. The sound of barking dogs from a distance that was unceasingly howling sounded terrifying. Increasingly makes drowsiness reluctant to approach Alvin. Finally the boy got up, and grabbed his father's cell phone.
"Bah, pinjem hape, yes, Alvin wants to play a game" he said.
"Hmm." Herman's drowsiness was so deep that he simply replied with deheman.
Alvin grabs his father's hand to unlock the phone via the fingerprint scanner. While sleeping while playing games on some mobile phone applications, a slow tapping sound was heard from the window of his room. It immediately made Alvin flinch. He turned his head towards the window sill that was currently covered in a dark green curtain.
The little boy had thought that the thing just now might be the wind so he dismissed the fear that began to penetrate the mind. Even so, Alvin was also afraid that the knocking sound emerged from the ghost figure he saw earlier.
Alvin turned his back to the window and continued playing the game on his favorite mobile app. Again the sound of knocking is heard. This time it was knocked back. It was as if there was someone outside the window trying to call out to him.
Alvin tried to wake his father. Herman finally woke up. According to Alvin's request, Herman turned to the window. Alvin put his father's device on the nightstand. Herman got up followed by Alvin who raised his body. Alvin sat on the edge of the bed while his father headed to the bedroom window. Sure enough, the knock was heard again with the sound starting to slow but irregular.
Tuk, tuk, tuk.
The impulse of curiosity, finally made Herman step towards the window and reveal the curtain slowly. There was no one he could find along with the sound of a stalled knock. Herman then glanced left and right, trying to find a prankster who might be hiding as he approached the window. The sound of his breathing sounded firmer in the middle of the silent atmosphere accompanied by raindrops.
Herman looked through the window cautiously. He could see the front yard. There are several plants belonging to the owner of the house opposite it. In the neighboring house side also there are plants in large pots on the edge of the fence.
Herman was back, trying to look at the wild growing bushes in his front yard. He did not know what the plant was called because it was planted by his late wife.
Suddenly, Alvin felt something was being hidden by the dark night vision. A pair of glittering eyes returned the man's gaze, making his body flinch and take a few steps back.
"What is that, huh?" muttered.
"Well, Alvin's scared…." The boy pulled the tip of the pajamas that Herman was wearing.
Alvin tried to pay close attention again. There were two light-looking eyeballs that turned out to be from a black cat sitting among the bushes in his front yard.
"It's just a cat, Vin," said Herman, calming his son.
Herman could finally sigh in relief and approach the window back. Apparently the glittering eyes earlier came from the eyes of a pair of cats.
After feeling sure the knock was caused by the black cat, he closed the window curtain.
Herman picked Alvin up to get back in bed. Just one step away, a knock from behind the window sounded again.
Tuk, tuk, tuk!
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