The Angker Heritage House
The Chaotic Disorder

Karen dyed, glancing right and left. Only darkness is visible. He was not aware, actually he had accompanied the figure of a supernatural creature occupants of the area who was disturbed by the sound of the roar of a car owned by Bang Hadi. The creature was of a large tall stature with wide, bloody eyes. The figure is often present and bothers anyone who passes the road. 

Again he said istighfar and do'a to be kept away from the disturbance of the damned shetan. His face lowered, he hoped that the burden he was pushing would soon recover from his strike.

Slowly the car went a little slower. Finally, Karen's hand strength is able to push the car with a cargo of two passengers. Karen was relieved, regardless of the fragrant fragrances of the small-sized white flowers that she immediately entered back into the car. However, when she was about to pull her robe clothes that were still dangling into the muddy ground, Karen had trouble. Like someone was holding back the pull. 

"Ouch. What the hell, Karen. Very long." It seems that Mother Goddess is getting restless. Perhaps he had also sensed what kind of creature was following them. 

"This, what. My game is hard to get in the car. I don't know what's wrong" Karen replied as she continued to pull her undergarments.

The atmosphere is getting worse. Finally, Bang Hadi got out of the car to help Karen. The forty-year-old man was standing next to the body of the car. Holding the car door and seeing Karen's dress is stuck something under the car. Bang Hadi then bent his body and looked down at the car. Suddenly. 

"Ohhh!" Shouted Bang Hadi was shocked and immediately ran into the car. With bad breath Bang Hadi looked panicked. Like someone who has seen a ghost. 

"Why the hell, Pah? Just surprise me." Maak Dewi joined sewot to see her husband's behavior that looked frightened. 

"It has. Anyway, we have to leave this place immediately" said Bang Hadi while fixing his sitting position. The gas spurred to leave the place. 

"Here you go, scissors the clothes!" mother said Dewi while removing the tooling from the available box. 

"Yes, don't dong, Ma'am! It's a reminiscence from mom." Karen slightly whined tensely at the suggestion of her sister-in-law. 

"Well, do you want to stay here?" gritty Mother Goddess again. 

"I'm trying to pull this again." As much as Karen's energy pulled him. In about a minute, he managed to pull the bottom of his clothes. 

"Experts," said Karen while fixing the sitting position. 

A few minutes later, the car returned to normal. Something strange happened again. 

"Em ... Where is this fishy smell?" Again, Madam Dewi who sat beside Bang Hadi began to complain about her sense of smell. 

"Astagfirullah .. This is Ma'am. On the end of my shirt is a blood stain." Karen just realized it was at the bottom of her clothes that had been difficult to pull up there were so many blood stains and thick. Of course the fishy smell was smelled in the stuffy room of Bang Hadi's car.

"Yes my. What did you say too? Just cut his shirt."

Within a minute, all of a sudden the three of them were silent. Both think what blood is dirtying Karen's robe. 

Bang Hadi is gas. This time the car can be controlled itself with a basmallah speech.

'I'd forgotten. Apparently, I didn't get to say Basmalah. It felt this tongue to say the sentence, ' he murmured in his heart while continuing to drive a car to get out of the area quickly.

While in the back bench, Karen was still busy wiping clothes that were exposed to blood using sheets of tissue.

"That's clean, Karen!" exclaimed Mother Goddess while holding back the nausea that attacked the area of her mouth.

An hour had passed, until they were in the fringe rice stall. A feeling of relief they finally felt because they had made it through the silent streets. 

"Bah, let's eat first, yuk! Hungry nih," asked Mbak Dewi to her husband.

"What are these nights eating like?"

"Anything .. that is important can use ganJal stomach nih." Ma'am Dewi's hand shook Bang Hadi's arm. 

"Huft, yes it is. Karen, you want to come?" Bang Hadi looked back. Invite his youngest brother to come down with him. However, Karenina seems to be asleep.

"Well, overslept him. Yes it is yuk! We'll just go down," asked Madam Dewi.

"Ablow it between you. Brother does not taste dinner-night like this," said Bang Hadi while locking his car first before going down.

Bang Hadi and his wife passed away. Karen was alone in the car parked across the street from the diner.

"Ka .. re .. n" whispered someone woke Karenina up. However, when he was about to open his eyes, he had difficulty because it turned out that he was experiencing indigestion.

The voice was getting clearer and louder. However, still the long-veiled girl was unable to move her body even if only to open her eyes.

In his heart continued to flow the holy verses of the Qur'an. He hopes that the impurity he experienced will end soon. However, the chant in his heart lost focus with that supernatural whisper.

"Don't .. want .. stay there. If you stay in that house. Aa. .. I will continue to interfere with your life." The voice without form was clearly threatening him. 

The stronger he resisted, the stronger the pressure he had exerted. Eventually, Karen chose silence, relaxing all the muscles in the body. Then, try to surrender with the incident that he experienced next.

Slowly the grip of the occult disappeared instantly. Open Karen's eyes. He scanned the entire narrow space inside the car with cold sweat drenching his face. His heart beat more than normal. He sat glued to himself and of course without Bang Hadi and Mbak Dewi.

"Astaghfirullah." Karen rubbed her tense face. Indifference is not the first time he experienced, the incident often occurs when he fell asleep and did not have time to read the do'a. However, this time Karen was made to think seriously about the threat posed by shaytan or jinn on the incident of satiety earlier. 

Karen pensively looked in surprise.  He wondered, did the satiety that befell him have anything to do with the old man's house? Or is he thinking too much about what is going viral about haunted houses? 

'Astaghfirullah, a'udzubillahi minasyaithoni rajim.' murmured karen in the heart. Trying to erase all the bad prejudices that almost affected his mind. The beautiful girl continued to try to instill faith and confidence that the accusations that the villagers were talking about were all untrue. Karen believes that her father and mother are sholeh people. They cannot be ghosts. If it is true what they say about the appearance, surely the new occupants of his parents' house are jinn who are sowing slander for the deceased and deceased. 

Karen hugged the small-sized Qur'an tightly in her chest. 'There is no power greater than the power of the King. Hopefully with the Koran reading that Karen will chant every day, able to send back the supernatural creature to its place of origin. Aamiin.'

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok's. 

The door was knocked from the outside by a resident father there. Makes Karen the one who gets swept up in her do'a and her hopes.  Suddenly shocked and spontaneously glanced at the glass next to him.

The old man gave an indistinct gesture. Like telling something. However, it remains inexorable. Apparently, the man wearing a head covering that almost blocked his eyes suffered from speechlessness. More confused is Karen who until that moment can not receive any information other than the demonstration of an unclear hand. To shorten the direction from the stranger, Karen nodded her head repeatedly. Pretending to understand because in fact he was shrouded in fear and fear.