Two Traitors
bag. 3 spooky

Pov Ira's

"Assalamualaikum...! assalamualaikum," said Kak Dali greeting from outside the gate.

Several times he repeated, but Mr. Farid's house did not show the slightest change, the house still looks quiet with lights on the porch of the house.

"Leave next time sir?" kataku.

"Where to go? but if you really leave, the car's still there!"

"Kan Pak Farid's wife is not a native here, maybe going home to take advantage of a vacation to his hometown."

"Again....! Gawat, if it's really like that what about my car?" kak Dali who looks confused.

"Sister doesn't have a spare key?"

"There's nothing at home, but if we take this car, without giving it first. Mr. Farid will be confused,"

"You know the security guard, or if you don't send a short message, he will open the phone later, too" I said to advise.

"Yes really, too...! it means we have to go home first to take the key," replied Kak Dali confirmed.

"It doesn't have to go home either, sir, tell Mrs Calista to drop her keys here.it's more time-saving than going back and forth."

"Pity he will be pregnant, if traveling far later afraid of why," he replied that made me grunt a little annoyed, because he always privileged his wife.

"Yes Kak Calista here is not the way sir, he can use the car, Lagian so spoiled wife anyway...!" I nodded with a little disappointment.

"You don't know what it's like to have children, you'll get married and pregnant, you'll feel how worried a husband is about a pregnant wife."

"Keep how?"

"Yes the only way we're going home is to get the spare key!"

"If you go home later in the street sir, there is a father can not drive Mr. Arfan to meet his client."

"Keep you have a better plan?"

"If the father's wife is told to take the car keys to the front of the house, strong is not it?" Tanyaku.

"meaning?"  replied Brother Dali who did not understand my words.

"If it's strong, and if you don't have pity, maybe the problem will be easy."

"What do you mean, try not to beat around the bush!"

"Order an online motorcycle taxi, to deliver your car keys, it saves more time," I explained.

"SAVVY....! I called my wife for a moment" she said, taking her phone and then she pressed the Call button.

What are they talking about, because Dali's brother who always slowly talks to his wife, makes me just stare with annoyance, because Kak Dali called with smiles full of happiness.

"How's it?" I asked after seeing the Assistant Manager disconnect the phone.

"Yes...! he'll send it, now where are we?" the answer is back to asking.

"Yes we wait for the online motorcycle taxi to deliver Mr. Dali's car keys!"

"May but don't wait here,"

"That's where yuk is...!" he said while pointing to the park in front of Mr. Farid's house, there happened to be a canopy complete with a long bench, maybe used to like being a hangout for the surrounding residents.

Dali and I got closer to the park, then we looked for the coolest place to rest, my eyes kept scanning toward Mr. Farid's creepy-looking house, I don't know why my heart was beating as I stared at the old house.

"Yes too!" suddenly muttered.

"What is a serem?" asked Kak Dali while glancing at me.

"That's Mr. Farid's house, like it's really cool, is it possible because of the old house?"

"Not really, what else is being said, maybe it's just you who are daydreaming,"

"Dreamy of what sir, from earlier we will talk," said I dismissed his rebuttal.

Kak Dali did not reply, He took his phone. Then was seen writing a message, the corner of his lips began to smile with a smile when he read the reply to the message he sent.

Feeling bored waiting for the keys delivered, I got up and went around the park, until sitting again Kak dali still focused on his phone, making me feel confused what to do.

I leaned back the consciousness of the bench in the garden, my eyes focused again towards Mr. Farid's old house, because the fence was not so high that I could scan the entire area of the house. but suddenly my heart felt stopped, Because my eyes saw the figure of a woman with a head covered in blood the head looked slightly tilted like a broken neck.I rubbed both eyes afraid I was wrong to see, I was wrong, because of the circumstances that were still daytime where there might be demons who dared to roam, but after I rubbed and focused my gaze, I still saw the figure of the woman.

Aggrerrrhh!

Shouted loudly, making Kak Dali slightly jump, then he approached me who was covering my face with both hands, unable to see a face so scary.

"Why are you yelling?" ask Brother Dali.

"There's a ghost....! there's a ghost" I replied, pointing to Mr. Farid's house, keeping my face covered with my hands.

"There's nothing, so I told you, don't daydream, you end up hallucinating."

"The hallucination of How Brother, I actually saw clearly There was a figure of a woman whose head was broken, with blood covered..!" I replied in an annoyed tone, because instead of calming instead of blaming.

"Where there isn't, Let's see..! don't stick it like that."

"I don't believe it...!" I answered, looking away at the woman who was standing, but right now there was no. "where did it go?" I said while looking for the existence of a creepy figure.

"Nothing, so don't daydream!"

"Yes too...! Where did the ghost go?" I answered while glancing at Kak Dali, But when looking at his face suddenly the face changed instantly, Kak Dali's head was seen to break and then drain the blood that filled his entire head, my heart felt like cold sweat started to wet my body.

Agrrrh!

Shouted with all my might, beating the yell earlier, my eyes closed unwilling to see such a sinister face.

"Yeah....! Ira....! wake Ira....! You why?" there was the sound of Kak Dali patting my cheek, making me slowly open my eyes.

"Why are you, you're having nightmares?" asked Kak from while staring in astonishment.

"Where is the ghost whose face is creepy?" I said I don't care about the question.

"What mean? what dream did you just have."

"I'm afraid brother....! I'm so scared...!" I said while hugging Kak Dali's body, buried my face in the chest of his field.I cried so that I could not imagine the horror I had just experienced, so I could not imagine, although it turned out to be just a dream, it felt very real.

At first, Kak Dali was silent, but over time the soft caress in my hair made me feel a little calm.

"What's the matter of screaming everything.disrupt people's calm," asked one of the people who approached maybe I was shouting was very loud.