"HUH? Yes. Yes." The engine was turned on, the fuel was pressed hard and speed off without saying goodbye to the young police officer. "Huh... it's a girl's name...," mumbled the young officer while shaking his head and waving back the green light he was holding, signaling the way to another car. Slip in and out…"ASSALAMUALAIKUM…" She greeted as the door opened wide. And now she already at her home after long way. Felt the wall for the light switch. Pap! Bright but quite quiet. His brother's house was only occupied by him when he was out working. Close the door again after removing the heat deck cover. While locking the door, the back of her neck felt someone's breath. The palm quickly held the cold neck before turning away. Empty. Ameera Husna shook her head because she was too emotional. At the same time, the 'someone' has also entered the house safely. Late night... 'I don't know why didn't sleep well...' Mumbled. Satisfied, he turned his body right and left but her eyes
ADDY'S BROTHER and Remy's brother are silent and not scolded. Especially Addy's brother, when the coffin that kept the dead body of late Arman was pulled out. Just pull it out of the box. The blanket was lowered by the mortuary keeper. Sister Elly immediately cried when she saw the condition of the deceased. Yes, he was the only one that the young man in the shadow form seemed to be really sad about his departure. While others do not! "It's scary too, seeing what I look like myself." Arman said from behind Addy's brother, making the man rub his neck. Arman noticed the behavior as soon as he moved closer to the woman named Elly. It's really horrible. The face is definitely not like a person anymore. Eyeballs come out of sockets. The skin is gone, only the red and crushed flesh. Maybe because of being dragged. In fact, there are still pieces of crushed meat that cannot be collected. The stomach was distended, the intestinal cord had to be plugged back up by the hospital. The effect
"HAH! Er... there's nothing, sister. I'm ok. Yes, I'm ok... I'll go first, sister..." Ameera Husna said smiling. Elly greeted the smile before stepping forward. While the couple's brother-in-law and Rania violated this girl, there was absolutely no apology. Elly could only complain to herself. Want to speak out how when her husband is also the same. Arman heard everything before he just turned his head back to see if Ameera Husna was far away or not. Ameera Husna stopped for a moment and then slowly, she tried to turn her back. Heart rate is fast as if just after running a track race. "God!" She shouted when she saw that the man had already turned his head and was staring intently in her direction without wanting to wait any longer, Ameera Husna immediately ran as if she wanted to fly. Arman's head is still turned back. He was still staring at Ameera Husna who was getting further away. Snorting, his head now turned forward again as usual. Arman followed in the footsteps of his si
AND actually the man saw something following Ameera Husna, not a woman but a man with a bloody shirt! "Thank you... aik...? Where did the man go? How fast is he going?" Ameera Husna's question is strange. Her fur is getting more and more red. She had to leave quickly before anything happened. Ameera Husna walked as fast as her mouth chanted. Trembling all over the body with a sense of self is still being followed. When Ameera Husna moved away. The man reappeared. Slowly the bald man, penetrated the door of the building marked with a crematorium. More and more disappearing..."HELP me. Help me, Ameera…" A whisper hit the earpiece. Mellow tone. Sad and creepy when heard in a quiet and lonely atmosphere. The work that keeps piling up doesn't finish it. Up until that moment, Ameera Husna was still being disturbed by a soft voice asking for help without knowing the source from where or who. 'Who are you really? Why are you still bothering me? Why do you never get tired of bothering me?
AND those words made Ameera Husna spontaneously open her hands from covering her face without her realizing it. Resist the gaze of the invisible creature. "What do you mean, huh? When will I bring you?" "Remember that night… the night there was a roadblock. And your car…" Ameera Husna continued to widen her eyes. Then she remembered something. Self-control. Her head is getting bigger and bigger. The left hand felt the table looking for the bag because inside there was a small Al Quran. "Ja… ja… at mom… mom… are you… are you from there?" Ameera Husna trembled as she asked. She didn't even pay attention to the ringing of the smartphone. The bag fell because the left hand that had managed to hold the corner was pushed to the end of the table and fell behind the chair. "I'm Arman… the horrible body you're looking at… and stuck in plastic..." Ameera Husna turned her face again. It's scary when you think about it for a long time. The fact is that the original face of the young man with
AMEERA HUSNA continued her make-up job even though she was afraid. Ameera Husna quickly applied the blusher on her cheeks, when the smell of incense hit her nose now. 'God! Smell incense? Who is burning? Is it from the lady's shop below plug? it smells a little different...' Crick… Crick… It sounded as if one of the doors of Ameera Husna's back cubicle was being opened. Then closed again by someone. Ameera quickly looked up from looking for eyeliner in her handbag and then faced the mirror to look behind her. It turned out to be the door of the cubicle at the end, it opened and closed by itself. Anyone there? Ameera Husna has seen something. She quickly closed her eyes for a moment and then opened them again. Breathing in and out. Her sharp eyes were fixed on something that herself did not expect. 'Something' that hangs on the ceiling of the toilet. The eyes were red and that 'thing' grinned at her. The compact powder in the hand also slipped into the sink and broke the powder.
If only that beautiful woman could see that he asked for her help a long time ago! Arman understood why Ameera Husna was passive. Because the girl had already seen his face. Who is not surprised? With such a horrible face. 'Ameera, forgive me... I have no other way to ask for help...' "You, everyone get out of here. Don't bother this girl again!" Arman tries to insist since he is also a ghost. But his determination was ridiculed by the horrible faces that tried to approach him. In front of the lobby elevator… "Hurry up!!!" Ameerul Husny grumbled because he was impatient to get to the 4th floor. The elevator seemed to move slowly on purpose. Ameerul Husny did not realize that 'something' was following him from outside. 'Something' was hiding when the Maghrib call to prayer began to be heard from the direction of Kuala Lumpur's jamek mosque. Ting! Finally the elevator door opened. Ameerul Husny continued to rush into it. Button number 4 continues to be pressed. His heart is gett
"It looks like someone wants to play with us, sis..." said Ameerul Husny, rolling his eyes. They both woke up in confusion. Just listening to the words, Ameera Husna's body got closer to him. "Brother! Let's go quickly from here please..." Ameera Husna asked when another avatar besides Arman 'appeared'. At that moment, Ameera Husna felt like she just wanted to turn a blind eye, she couldn't stand facing all these things anymore. "Yes. Come on. Come on..." Ameerul Husny said turning his back towards the door. And Ameera Husna didn't just look down when they passed by Arman. She still didn't want to let go of his brother's hand, as long as they didn't leave the floor. Although Arman did not disturb her like other apparitions, Ameera Husna did not know how to help the young man with a broken neck. Ameera Husna also felt goosebumps every time Amran followed her wherever she was. Ameera Husna was most afraid, when Amran spoke to her to ask for help and the blood flow from the wound in t