
"You wait here, let me look inside" said Ridho.
"No, don't want to. I want to come," I said.
Because what? Right in the front garden of the house already there is a large tall figure that has been stand by, and, just one small child whose body is white and only uses color sits on the corner of the Japanese frangipani flower pot Ridho's favorite. I want to be left, Ogah very, mending I go along with kangmas. Like the hook-pait there is a horror incident, whether the husband is protecting.
"Yes, come on." said Ridho, he took me who can not walk.
"Slow down," I'm trying to balance the steps of mas bojo.
And when Ridho and I entered, the position of Pak Karan who had already reached the bottom floor he again fell so on the floor, his neck was held by the hands of a purple-gown female creature. And Mr. Ridwan tried to help Pak Karan but he also could not release a figure in his hands.
I don't know what he said, but his hand holding the neck of the ghost cing ciripit was emitting white smoke.
"Aaarrrrrrghhhhhh," he squealed in pain
Slowly the pale ghostly skin turned black, getting blacker and then he just disappeared.
"Why did you come in again? get your wife out of here!" exclaim Mr. Ridwan.
"My car keys are in the room, sir?!" answer Ridho.
Mr. Ridwan is not perfect nanggepin because from above there is a bunch of ocong that go down the same bald children who only use white color. The house is full of demits. Ridho who wanted to go up to the room finally did not so.
San this complicated situation was utilized by the figure of a woman in a purple dress who quickly released a pack of Karan and floated near me and Ridho.
"Aawasssss, Revaaaa?!!" yell Mr. Ridwan
Mr. Karan who saw that, woke up and pulled the end of the dress figure of a woman who did not know her real name. Call it the ghost of the window yes, according to the clothes he wears.
"Aaaaakkkkhhh," the ghost who had been drifting to the floor because it was pulled the same Pak Karan.
"Go quickly, take my car?!" Mr. Karan pulled out his car keys, put them on the floor and pushed towards Ridho.
Ridho swiftly caught the key, "Let's go now?!"
"But Karan?" i'm shaken. Wiggling his face was already a bleed of blood. I'm sure he's been tortured by that uncivilized ghost.
"Go, I'll catch up with you?!" said mr. Karan.
"Ridho quickly take Reva away. They're after your baby, quick?!!" yell sir Karan.
"Come, Va?!!" Ridho who stretched I stared, then carried me and ran out of the house.
Ridho quickly opened the car and sat me in the front seat next to the steering wheel. Our car left the complex. Up ahead, the empty security guard post was no one.
"Who the hell is on guard, this time the post is left?" Ridho spes up nagging.
My stomach hurts a lot. Don't know why.
"Huuufffhhh, huuufhhh.." I tried to catch my breath.
"You why? what's that sick?" Ridho.
I shook my head, "You're focused on driving,"
"You don't want to give birth anymore, do you?" continued.
"No, no. My content has only been in 8 months. It is not possible that soon I want to give birth," I said while continuing to stroke the stomach. Trying to calm my son who might feel something uncomfortable, so from there he continued to move.
"But if the pain doesn't go away, you say I. We're looking for a hospital" said Ridho.
"Where are we going now?"
"Whataa? grandma Darmi? are you crazy, Dho? the last time we asked for help there, he asked for conditions so that I could let you go. How can you think of Grandma Darmi anyway?" i'm emotionless.
"You don't get angry first. Okay if you don't want to" said Ridho.
"Some time this morning or Karla's mother called me. He said he had a dream and he dreamt that you were being chased by a dog, and a few days earlier he had a nightmare" explained Ridho.
"Karla's mom?" alisku.
"I don't think if it's something that's really important, he's not going to be able to call me after two years that we've never communicated" Ridho said.
But there's no way I'm going to Karla's mother's house. There's no way I'm asking you to go there with a stomach like this. If Grandma Darmi asks for the condition that I leave Ridho how?
"I'm not going to Grandma Darmi's house. Why don't we go to Sarmin's house? we're asking for help there,"
"Oh yeah, yeah? why did I forget," said Ridho got a glimmer of hope.
"Yes, we've been there, but.." said Ridho hanging.
"But what?"
"But I forgot my wallet, I didn't have any money with me at all,"
Edun no, in a thick atmosphere like gini kok ya tetep apes. Don't bring money, if this car runs out of gas how? What is filled with water? There is no money to buy gasoline.
Ridho pulled over for a moment.
"Why stop?" my many.
He scratched his pajama pocket, "Maybe there's some real money,"
"Silly?! where would anyone want to sleep ngesakuin duiiiiit?" I showed you a kangmas nightgown that was blue.
"I have necklaces and earrings, tomorrow we can sell in the market," I said pointing at the necklace I was wearing.
"Don't it be your jewelry" Ridho shook his head.
"Well, this is the only thing we have and can be done with dui" I said.
I was grateful to spend time hanging out in the closet. So at least we can communicate with Pak Karan after arriving at the house of Mr. Sarmin.
And our stupidity is to stop here, in a quiet place.
"Mas, take the road! splinter?!" I'm pointing forward.
There is one other figure that is nongol, this is the definition of being chased by a real demon. Women with demonic makeup in general, shabby white clothes and long hair were smeared with a pale face grin.
"Shiit, why.they're on the show, anyway?!" Ridho gasped the car and darted carrying this car at high speed.
"Don't speed up, I'muu's stomach contractioniii tauuuuuu?!!" I understand the false contractions that are actually natural for pregnant women in the third trimester. But quite worry if the sikon kayal gini.
"Sorry, Honey. Yes I'm a melanin," Ridho reduced the speed of this car.
"Hhuuffh, huuufh," I tried to catch my breath.
When I stretched the windshield, the female figure crawled from above. And show his face in the reverse position.
"Aaaaaakkkhh?!!" I scream in shock.
"Damn...?!!" peekik Ridho who suddenly. And the figure was thrown, Ridho as quickly as possible pressed the gas pedal. This time I did not protest, I just prayed that we could both survive the pursuit of the creatures that were after our baby.