COLLECTION OF HORROR STORIES...!!!
TERROR NEW HOME ...!!! (FRIENDS STORY)
DISCLAIMER: THIS STORY WAS SENT FROM A FRIEND, SO THE THEME ( "H HORROR STORY FRIEND...!!!! " )
# TERROR OF NEW HOME
When it's dry season, clouds look cloudy but reluctant to lower the water spots.
I felt the wind blowing hard that afternoon, I sat cross-legged with my hands holding the cane I peeled using my teeth.
And my gaze towards the sky was enjoying the view filled with various kites.
At that time I could not raise a kite.
And can only accompany the older brother who from earlier pulled a kite thread.
Our house behind him is still a field.
Often played by children around.
Not feeling the day getting late, it seems from a distance the figure of the mother who walked hastily.I observe gradually look less friendly face, frown and forehead wrinkled like a connected eyebrow, looks connected,while calling my brother's name.Then he did not look around looking for a piece of twig, and his left hand pointed towards my brother.Her cup we were late home for a bath.After a moment to reach the mother near me,immediately grabbed the wrist and pulled forced to go home.I just resigned moaning though my energy was not strong enough in appeal to my mother.
But I was more fortunate than my brother, who at that time had his left ear pulled by his mother in line with the mangaga lips followed ****** in pain.
Father who used to have gone home was not home.Bapak worked as a psychic and sold herbal medicines.His habit was to use his favorite beetle bike.We and family were waiting for the father to eat together.And not too long wait arrivedarrived the Father came without greetings, he went straight into the room.We and the family fell silent.Mother told us to eat first and then memorize the father .
At that time mom said I thought I wasn't feeling well ,just silent in the bedroom next to my sister who was a toddler.Finished eating we and family out of the house to gather with the neighbors who were cool playing and chatting in the moonlight.And that's the only entertainment in the the harmony between neighbors who may now rarely be met.At that time not a few neighbors asked why the father did not leave the house.
And at that time my mother answered one by one the question, if my father was sleeping waiting for my sister.
When the fun playing before long the sound of spoons and bowls are hit.
Which turned out to come a mobile meatballs subscription.He was named Pak Kayat a meatball who was humorous and friendly with children.At that time Pak Kayat was the only traveling meatballs who passed in our hamlet since long ago.Has only if you could he also knew almost all the villagers.And at first when delivering a bowl when my neighbor bought.Pak kayat was surprised to see my mother why not to the house Mbah Siyem masseuse.And astonished to see my mother was calm not confused,if my father was there.
My mother still doesn't understand what Mr. Kayat said,before he explained that this afternoon before the magrib when riding a bicycle suddenly the father hit the cat and fell sprained.Terus is now still at Mbah Siyem's house for incandescent.
At that time the mother thought of matching the actual incident.And it is true if there is something strange with the behavior of the father earlier.When not to come greet and go home without carrying his bike.Lantas moment the mother moved and invited my brothers to check with her in house.
When I opened the door, all were amazed to see my little sister, who was on the dining table near the candle, laughing like someone invited me to play.My mother was surprised to scream and immediately held my sister.
And the others looked into the room to make sure the father was sleeping.But in fact there was no one in the room.And we and our family went straight to Mbah Siyem's house and rightly found the Father was on a massage because his legs sprained.Mother told me to father about the incident this afternoon.Lantas we while returning to the house of Sewah whose house is close to the house of Mbah Siyem.When the father had begun to fret because for the second time they were disturbed.And to his esokan father again-again spread salt around the house in help my brother bury in the corners of the house, design rice wrapped in banana leaves to fence the house from fine creatures.And when it lasted long enough we were safe from the disturbance.
~TAMATE.~
