The Secret of Clara's House
Terror 02
"Let'soo!!" barno exclaimed in shock with a pale face.
"You why Kang?" ask Aaron.
"Why are you so surprised?!!" angry Barno while stroking his chest calmed down.
"Sorry Kang, I don't mean to ngagetin, I've called Kang until now, but I didn't answer. And from earlier I noticed that Akang even bengong staring at the dead end aisle did see what?" Aaron's curious.
"Son, don't see anything" Barno lied.
"Don't tell me people see female ghosts again!" guess Aaron.
"Here, I'm telling you honestly yo not percoyo" Barno snorted.
"Seriously kang?? Really see a ghost, you don't want to scare me anymore, do you?"
"Wes now Run, I said opo anane (as is). If you still do not believe, yes already" annoyed Barno.
Aaron looked at his friend intently, as if searching for his lies.
But Aaron saw a look of fear and honesty from his village friend.
Aaron took Barno's hand and sat him down,
"The people I believe in" he said.
Barno stared intently at the young man who was now sitting cross-legged facing him.
"I, in fact, also saw the female ghost Kang" sighing.
"Don't lie to you Run!" barno's turn was not to believe Aaron's words.
"I didn't believe Kang's story at first, but earlier, I saw Kang"
Flashback.
After dinner, as scheduled, Aaron and several other fellow inmates headed to the dishwasher.
In total there were 20 people, 10 people washing dishes, 10 people rinsing.
Sitting on a small bench facing each other.
Slowly some people have started to finish their part and return to the cell.
Leave 3 pairs of dishwashers including himself.
*clontang,, bruk* zinc plate he was holding fell down, accompanied by Aaron who fell backward while glaring at the friend who sat opposite him.
" Settan. setannn!!" shouted Aaron while pointing at the female figure who remained sitting in his friend's place while grinning.
"Go, go, go, demon please!!" Aaron dragged his body away from the figure that was still sitting in his place.
"plakk, plakk" a warden's light slap landed on both of Aaron's cheeks.
"Don't make a fuss!!" the warden snapped with his eyes staring intently at him.
"But sir, there's a demon!!"
"Devil, satan, satan, who is the devil" said Aaron.
Aaron gaped in disbelief, he looked at his friend who was still busy rinsing the dishes in his hand while staring angrily at Aaron.
"But earlier, it was really sir, there was a demon, a female demon" he was nervous.
"It's late in the afternoon, since I've been sitting here, you said I'm a demon, you're a gendheng!" his nag.
"Already, already! finish the job, don't make a scene!" scold the guard who is standing guard.
In a daze Aaron completed the task of washing the remaining dishes, his eyes looking around making sure the female ghost figure he saw did not return.
Finished washing the dishes, Aaron immediately returned to his cell, and saw the pale Barno and stood rigidly unblinkingly staring at the dead-end passageway.
Off Flashback.
"Wess percoyo, right, I saw that ghost last night you didn't even believe, now if you've seen yourself just believe!" barno's Nagging.
"Let's Kang, sorry"
"I yo do not understand Run, if we tell the same anyone will not believe, even we are considered crazy" replied Barno with a deep breath.
"Let's Kang, what else saw the ghost was just the two of us Kang" Aaron looked frustrated.
"Nyesel I'm Kang, good e mung a minute, sorone urip sentence" said Aaron with a sad face.
(I'm sorry Kang, it's good for only a minute, but miserable serving a life sentence)
Both are silent and both are down.
The night was getting late, the warden came to each cell to check the number of prisoners while locking each cell.
The hallway lights are turned off and leave only 1 lamp, until the atmosphere becomes dim.
While the prisoners one by one began to fall asleep, Barno and Aaron looked restless on his bed.
*sreettt,,, sreeettt*s heard the sound of someone scratching the wall strongly.
Barno and Aaron who both heard the voice suddenly woke up and sat down while looking at each other with a sense of anxiety.
Both stood up and looked for the source of the sound.
Both the right and left side hallways were all quiet and empty.
Both of them turned their bodies to go back to bed, and,,
"Brughh" Aaron fell in shock, while Barno stood with a tense and deathly pale face.
Right in front of their eyes, the white wall inside his cell slowly gave rise to a blood-red writing, which was,
"M A T I !"
Both Barno and Aaron stared at the writing without blinking.
Out of nowhere, Aaron suddenly stood up,,
"Satan damnn, don't just be scared, come out kauuu!!" aaron shouted with heightened emotions.
"Hoii, don't be noisy,,!! just bothering people to sleep!" there were angry scolds from some inmates.
"So if yelling makes a scene, tomorrow I'll chop you two in slippers!!" the other prisoner.
"Pang, pang, pang! " a warden who heard the commotion immediately hit the cell bars with a club in his hand.
"You guys, you guys again,, !" the warden angered the guards at Aaron and Barno.
"Sorry sir, not , it is not our intention to make a troublemaker Sir, but there is a demon sir, if you do not believe that sir there is a writing sir" Aaron defended himself and showed me the wall that had appeared written in blood.
"See what?? see writing?? what writing!?!" angered the 35-year-old warden.
Aaron and Barno were shocked to death, the writing on the wall disappeared without a trace
"But sir, I swear, the fact that sir was on the wall was written in the blood of Sir" said Harun.
"Where's evidence??" I slept there!! be careful not to make any more noise or get ready to go into solitary confinement!" threaten him with anger.
Barno and Aaron were silent and did not argue.
The lights were turned off again, and a gripping gloomy atmosphere began to be felt, especially in the cell room occupied by Barno and Aaron.
The cold wind made the two goosebumps.
The air temperature dropped drastically.
but both of them looked cold sweaty, with uncertain feelings.
Their eyes swept all directions making sure the figure did not come bothering them.
Their feathers instantly bristled and their fear grew, while their noses equally smelled the strong smell of blood.
Even when the two closed and pinched their noses, the rancid smell remained and made them nauseous.
*wusshh*
*Hay-hay Readers, sorry if the author is rarely2 up, understand Author is sick, the brain so help hard to get inspiration. The author also wants to say Thank you to friends who still want to read this work even willing to give Like n comments. Thank ye..