Just focused on his work, the voice reappeared. His heart was beating wildly. He had thought of something bad about the knocker. But his curiosity overcame his fear. In the end he chose to open the door. With very careful steps, he headed straight for it. The first thing he did before opening the door was to look at it from the window. But, it was not helpful enough to see who was now standing at the door. No matter what will happen, Aryo decides to open the door. He slowly pulled the doorknob and finally saw who had come to visit. "Revelation. Who do I think. Why come here at night?" asked Aryo. "Why is Mr. Aryo panicking like that?" asked Wahyu. "No. It's okay," said Aryo. "Hmm. I just want to ask for water, Sir. Hehehe. I'm thirsty around the village," he said. "Oh. I'll take a minute," said Aryo. Confused, that's how Aryo feels right now. A question arose in his heart. Was it Wahyu who knocked on the door earlier? But if it's Wahyu, what's the benefit for him? Aryo threw

The ghost disappeared just as his wife woke up and asked about what had happened. Aryo did not immediately answer. He took a deep breath and regained his composure. After he calmed down, then he answered questions from his wife. "It's okay. Just a bad dream," he lied. "Oh. What dream did you have to scream like that?" asked his wife, chuckling. "It's a nightmare anyway. Well, you sleep there. Don't let our child wake up to hear our conversation," said Aryo. The woman nodded in understanding. Tonight Aryo was really scared. He tried to sleep with his face buried in the pillow. His whole body was covered with a blanket. At least in that way, he could calm his fear a little from what had just happened. *** The next day, there was a lot of talk about the appearance of a very scary female ghost. It turned out that it was not only Aryo who saw it, but also almost the entire village. "Last night my husband saw a ghost." "Wait! The ghost is a girl? Wearing a white dress? Long hair? He

At that moment, the light suddenly flashed again accompanied by a very annoying laugh. Apparently, the voice came from his friends who deliberately wanted to prank him. "You're bad," said Thomas. The others laughed, while Sendy was seen walking towards everyone. "You think it's funny? What if I suddenly had a heart attack?" said Thomas again. "You will surely die. Just bury it," said Sendy casually. Thomas just snorted. He then sat down with them again. Of course, with a sense of angry that can't go away. What his friends were doing right now was truly unforgivable. The problem was, he had just found out that he was in the same room with a haunting ghost, and what's worse is that his friends made that fear even worse. "Hahaha. You're a cowward," mocked Sendy. "Not afraid. Just surprised," said Thomas. "Oh yes, what is your mother cooking? I called before and there was no response. I asked her and she didn't care," said Thomas again. "My mom?" There was something odd about Sen

while pointing, his left hand seemed to be shaking violently. Rio was also unable to contain his curiosity. He then looked in the direction Thomas was pointing. And how surprised he was when he saw the figure of a woman in a white dress sitting on a motorcycle driven by Thomas's father. "It's like the ghost earlier, Thomas," said Rio scared. "Why did that ghost follow my father?" Thomas asked in a stuttering voice. "How do I know," replied Rio. Thomas was in a confused position. Between being afraid and not wanting to let the ghost harm his father. Now his position is several tens of meters away from his father's motorcycle position. But the fear and horror he could not prevent from happening. "Thomas, that ghost facing this way, Thomas," Rio said while patting Thomas on the shoulder. A shattered and bloody face was presented right in front of Thomas's eyes. His mouth was unable to utter a word. While staying focused on driving, he tried to bring up his courage again. The ghost

"What's that?" he asked himself. Afraid? Of course. He remembered his dream last night. The only thing he thought about the sound of the falling object was a ghost. Yes, a very scary female ghost. Her face was crushed and also covered in blood, and her dreadfully long dreadlocks. Honestly, she was really scared. But, it's already morning. It's not as dark as last night. That's why he decided to check it out. He slowly walked towards the source of the sound. Looks like it's from the kitchen. That's what he was thinking right now. With all the courage he had, he continued walking towards the kitchen. He sneaks around like a thief. And does anyone know what he saw in the kitchen? It turned out that what he saw was the figure of a young woman he knew as Thomas's mother. But wait! About last night's dream, didn't the ghost of the woman also disguise herself as Thomas's mother? "Aunty, what was that sound?" he asked. He ventured to ask. Regardless of whether the woman is a ghost or a re