The Bukit Atas Heritage House
JASMINE IS GONE

Jasmine ran, she was already indifferent to the cold rain and dark of the night.

do not!...I do not want.do not force me...please...I do not want.

The sound of Jasmine's cry, disguised by the swiftness of the rain, and the roaring sound of the wind. Melati fell down, and the figure hit her face many times, until she finally collapsed helplessly. Then the figure carried Melati's body, and took her somewhere. Hands and feet, the helpless poor girl was firmly tied, while her mouth was smothered with a piece of cloth. Blood flowed from his temple and injured forehead. Blood droplets that continue to pour mingle with rainwater that falls. The figure continued to step in the rain, until it reached a small door. slowly the figure opened the door and took the poor girl inside.

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A face-covering figure and cloaked hose for a while came out and closed the door and hoarded it with weeds and wood. His cold face continued to walk through the torrent of rain and disappeared in the darkness of the night

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My body is asleep, but my soul is like wandering. It was like seeing all of those events clearly, but I couldn't see clearly who was executing and who was being executed, and when that figure was carrying the body of the poor girl, all the shadows were getting blurred, blurred, blurred and I finally could not see at all. I woke up when I thought someone was watching me.

I opened my eyes, and I swore at that moment that I was really scared, because the door to my room was wide open and I saw a lot of water droplets on the doorstep and near my bed.

"Crazy...Who entered my room and why can he open my room?, when I'm sure, last night after the Isha prayer, the door was closed," my mind.

Without any more ba bi bu, I immediately closed the door, I turned on the room lights, and watched all the corners. Thank God there was no one, I breathed a sigh of relief. I saw no puddles or residual water droplets, but I was sure that the tiles near my bed there was a puddle. I was a little confused sitting on the side of the bed.

"I was just a hallucination this time, yes" I murmured

"But it's a real thing."

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The sound of muezzin woke me up. Ah.gue felt my whole body ache.

I slowly got up, and walked to the mosque, all seen praying, I joined them, congregating.

After praying, I sat leaning back, but where did Melati go ? why don't I see Melati among them ?.

"Dek Melati where mbak?," my reflex asked mbak Kirana.

Ms. Kirana said that last night, Melati asked to be escorted to the bathroom. Because he was sleepy, he could not stop. Fatimah also can not nganter, because it is a fever. Finally though afraid to step closer Melati also stepped into the bathroom

"Torus..."

"Whenever I woke up, I didn't look near Melati, until now she's flailing."

I was stunned to hear Kirana's story.

"Is it possible that what I experienced last night wasn't a hallucination ?."

I jumped out, I was screaming for Melati's whereabouts. Seeing me, everyone went to look for and called Melati's name.