Story The horror story of a natural driver On the road Story 4:  This story happened last year on September 6, 2013 while travelling from Kuala Terengganu to Seberang Jaya in Seberang Perai, Penang to attend a course at USM Penang.  I left a bit late from Kuala Terengganu at around 10am (the original plan was to leave at 7am).  I performed Zuhr prayer (Friday) at the Kubang Kerian Mosque, Kelantan and I myself don't know why I want to drive so much in Kelantan on this Friday.  Ok, after performing the Friday prayer, I continued to leave for Penang.  Stopped to eat for a while at R&R Banjaran Titiwangsa even though there were plenty of snacks in the car.  To make a long story short, at 7.30pm after I passed a road between Kulim and Baling in Kedah near an oil palm estate, my eyes suddenly focused on the middle of the road because what was in front of me was an object that was about 5-  6 feet (1.5 - 1.8 metres) and the appearance of the object is like an oblong neck, bald head, distended belly, brown hairy body and rather large legs and the way it walks like a human.  I was transfixed and suddenly it disappeared directly from sight and I was surprised because in front of me was a truck.  Apparently I had entered the opposite route but luckily I was able to avoid it and re-enter the original route.  Meanwhile, my mouth was closed and I was reading Kursi verse and istighfar and salawat all the way until I arrived at the budget hotel accommodation at E-Red Hotel Seberang Jaya, Penang.  It's true what my mother always told me, before driving, read the prayer before getting into the car, in addition to reading Surah Al-Fatihah, salutations and the Kursi verse.  Others:  Teaching / Moral Values:  There are many lessons we can learn based on the mystical story that happened to me.  Among them are:-  1) Having to believe in the supernatural, including the group called jinn, devils and devils.  Their job is to lead people astray and incite people to evil.  So we should always ask for protection and safety from Allah s.w.t  2) Don't use paths that are rarely used by the public.  It's not because of the fear of ghost disturbance, but we also have to think if there is another emergency such as a broken down car or an accident in the area, who will help us, right?  3) Before getting into the vehicle, you must read the prayer before getting into the vehicle.  In addition to that, it is not wrong if we also read Surah Al-Fatihah, Ayah Kursi and salawat before starting the journey.  During the journey, as much as possible, we should 'brighten' our journey with the melody of zikr, salawat or recitation of the holy verses of the Quran.  If you want to listen to a song, you can, but the good one is good, no matter what the genre of the song or the rhythm.  4) Never brag. No one knows if they are watching us   5) Driving short and long distances must have enough money.  In addition, the condition of the vehicle must be in good condition and tip top.  6) Reduce driving in the evening and late at night.  We have to believe in the existence of jinn because they are also creatures of God.  Jinn Iblis and Satan really like a dark atmosphere because that's when they will do their evil work.  That is why we are often encouraged to practise the 3 Qul surahs which are Al-Ikhlas surah, Al-Falaq surah and An-Nas surah.  In Surah Al-Falaq if we look at the verse; The end.

VENGEANCE OF THE DEAD There is only one day left until Aidilfitri. Many of Man’s co -workers have already started vacationing. Everyone definitely doesn’t want to miss the opportunity to go home to the village early. Gather with parents and family. Together tidy the house, prepare lemang, rendang and ketupat which are the main main menu at the festival. What's more, it's been two years, we all can't go home to celebrate in the village. Because of the pandemic that is raging. Thank God when the government announced that this year the people will be given the freedom to celebrate. But not for Man. He is still stranded in his office. Leave applied for earlier leave was rejected as he was still single. After all, he was just a new staff member at the company. He had to complete the pile of work before going home for the festival. "Man, I'll be back first, my work is ready." Hello Man's colleague, Hafiz. "Are you going back to the highway?" Question Man. "Must be back tonight, after I'm done I'll move on." Reply to Hafiz. "Okay, be careful driving happy holidays sorry I made a mistake." Man replied while shaking hands. "All right, Man." Soon. The office atmosphere became quiet. Man turned left and right. Looks like he's just alone. Then he got up and went to the pantry to prepare for breaking fast. Man looked at the clock, showing 7.15 p.m. Tired eyes facing the computer from the morning. He poured his face into the sink and washed his face. Man felt a little refreshed after that .. While he was sipping the hot coffee he made earlier, suddenly heard a sound as if someone was walking. Tup! Tup! Tup! The longer the closer the sound. Man's heart began to beat fast. He tried to peek from the pantry door. A white glimpse was visible from the reflection of the glass door of the room in front of him. The relatively dark office conditions at that time made Man even more nervous. "I think everyone is back, I was the only one" Man began to monologue. The sound of footsteps getting closer and closer to the pantry where Man was. Cold sweat began to flow. His mouth was closed as he read the verses of the chair. "Oh God what is this ordeal?" Man was frightened and closed his eyes. He is indeed a coward. Since the events of the past two years, he has never felt calm. The sound of people walking stopped in front of the pantry room. Man swears in his heart. Her body began to shiver. Her body felt weak. Krekkkkkk! "Are you not coming back again?" A voice greeted. "Sir?" Man feels weird. Man tried to dare himself to open his eyes even though he himself was not strong. Slowly his eyes opened. "Oh, ha, ha, ha, brother apparently." Man laughed and breathed a sigh of relief. "Not to mention brother, I have a little work to complete." Answer Man. Apparently building security guards came patrolling. After that the security guard passed away. Man smiled to himself remembering the incident earlier. Maghrib time was almost over. Man hurried to get ready to fulfill it. He will be back late to get all his work done. *** "Yes! It's finally ready." After several hours of hard work, all the tasks were finally completed. Man is relieved that he can finally go home tomorrow. Miss his family, especially his mother. Long did not feel the water of his mother's hand. After packing up he prepared to go home. It was 11 o'clock at night. Her stomach began to churn. Just remembered that he did not eat at break time earlier. Just drink a cup of coffee. So Man decides to stop at a mamak shop near his house. He found it strange to see the road was a bit busy that night. Usually it only takes him half an hour to get home. But that night it wasn't. The congested road took him an hour. Arriving at the mamak shop, he ordered mamak fried noodles. The night was over so he sent a light message. Although he really wants to eat biryani rice. While waiting for his order to be ready, he opened the facebook application. "Alamak!" "Tomorrow is the feast!" Shocked! He is not the only one who is shocked, all Malaysians are shocked! And might be all people around the world felt the same too. All the rumors that spread on social media before came true. Man feeds with the speed of mamak fried noodles that have been served to him. After finishing his meal, he hurried home. Pack what you need, that night he will return to the village. Even though he's actually tired. He called his mother to inform her that he was going home. Man's mother was happy to hear the news. His other siblings are all already in the village. Everyone is panicking because this year's festival is a day earlier than the due date. It's foggy. At one in the morning, Man started to leave for his village, Kelantan. The road is so crowded at the Gombak toll road, everyone is rushing to return to the village. (Song) Travel far I don't think, Because my heart soared, Want to meet relatives, That always plays in the eyes🎶🎶 When passing Bentong, the road began to calm down. Only occasionally does Man clash with a vehicle. The situation made Man sleepy. Sree Ttttttt! Man brakes suddenly. Hon pressed repeatedly. While he was focusing on driving, suddenly a child crossed the street. Man stopped his car on the side of the road. Relieved because I had time to press the brakes. If not for sure, tossing the boy he violated. Man looked back. The boy was still there. He backed his car back to approach the boy to ascertain his condition. A boy of about eight years of age stood behind Man. Man called the slave but he ignored him. "Sister." "Where do you live near?" Question Man. Shut up. Without a word. Didn't answer Man's question. Man lost his temper and released the seat belt with the intention of getting out of the car. Suddenly the boy turned away. Man's heart twitched when he saw the boy's face. His head broke and he shed blood. "Brother, do you still remember me?" About the slave. His eyes were detached from his eye sockets and hung over his face. Without wasting time Man pressed the oil pedal and ran away. But unfortunately the slave chased him. Strangely, the boy ran backwards. As fast as Man's car, the boy will definitely be able to keep up with him. "Brother, why are you running away!" "Brother, wait!" "Because of you, I'm dead!" Suddenly the boy appeared in front of Man's car. As a result of panic, he continued to press the brakes and his car turned and hit the road barrier. Man's eyes became blurred. The boy looked vaguely away laughing at her. Man's chest hurts. Apparently it has been pierced with iron. Blood began to gush out of his mouth. He knew the time had come. His head returned to the memory of two years ago. At that time, he drove back to Kelantan because he wanted to visit his mother Yang who was sick in the hospital. While busy calling his father, unknowingly his car broke something. Doom! Man is shocked. Then stopped his car. He felt like he was breaking something. In a daze he went out to check. But nothing. "Help!" "Help!" A boy asks for help while holding back pain in a ditch. But no one heard it. Man has passed away. Due to the loss of a lot of blood, eventually the boy died without anyone knowing his whereabouts. Even Man did not know the whereabouts of the child. *** Man forced himself into his pocket to take out his phone. Her hand dialed her mother's number. It didn't take long for the call to be answered. "Hello mom ..." "Haaa ... Man, how close have you been?" Shut up ...... "Hello, Man, why are you silent?" Her mother asked. "Man?" "Man?" "Hello, aunt, aunt's son from this accident." Sounds of people coming. Continuing Man's conversation with his mother. But at that time Man's life was already in his throat. Tears streamed down his cheeks. "My son!" Goodbye mom. I'm sorry your son can't go home for the holidays. Allow eating and drinking, forgive the sins of your children. ( He said in his heart) -End- Meon, My Pet Goat. "Ish, also Meon. Where is it?" Zamri whispered to himself before walking toward the cemetery to find the Meon. Zamri eyes look to the right and left to find Simeon, his pet goat. Right at the entrance of the cemetery, Zamri clearly saw the Neon run to the end of the garden. Zamri was heavy to move into the cemetery at dusk. But in view of the Meon, his favorite goat, Zamri kept moving fast toward the end of the land. When Zamri was jogging, a clear eye caught a boy in the nude sitting and looking at him on a stump. Zamri's footsteps stopped. Zamri was a silent self. His eyes search for her pet goat chaotically that runs just now, but directly reflects the invisible kid. Infants who viewed earlier in his disregard for menyedapkan .. The footsteps were heavy to move let alone when he saw the white stone arranged neatly. The sky is getting dark, the lights above the stone wall are brightly lit but it was not enough for Zamri as far behind him near the white stone is a rather dull color. "Oh, where did the meon go.." whispered Zamri, land alone in the end. Cold wind suddenly hit right behind the neck Zamri, once the self-goosey goose bumps. Zamri kept pace even though his legs felt too heavy in the front door leading to the cemetery. The beating of his heart rate, feeling increasingly anxious to play inside Zamri. Pap !! A loud slap from behind made Zamri scream loudly and fall prostrate forward. His face looked pale from the lesion with his body bathed in sweat "What are you doing near here Zamri?" rebuked one voice. Zamri is getting anxious. "I don't want .. I don't want .. Don't bother me .. Don't .." Zamri pleaded with tears flowing. "Why are you Zamri ?. This is Nenek Jah" asked Nenek Jah with a smiling face while holding a wooden torch. "Nenek Jah .. Nenek Jah .. Alhamdulilah .." Zamri quickly hugged Nenek Jah's legs, a sign of great fear. "Are you scared ?. Are you looking for Meon?" Jah's grandmother rubbed Zamri's head. Suddenly Zamri was silent, the hug on grandmother Jah's legs was getting looser. Her eyes clearly saw that Nek Jah's legs were blackish with an unpleasant smell piercing the breathing space. Romanya's hair shivered again. "Find Meon, he came home earlier hehehe .. Zamri, do you know?" about Grandma Jah with a soft laugh. The atmosphere lit by the torchlight continued to dim. Zamri quickly pushed Nenek Jah's body before chanting Allah Maha Besar and continued to run as fast as he could towards the main door. Grandma Jah's body that was rejected earlier felt light, the blue batik shirt turned into a torn white cloth and slowly floated in the air with a deafening laugh. "Hihihihi ..." Jah's grandmother flew fast into the air and disappeared from sight. Jah's grandmother managed to smile warmly and showed an ugly face towards Zamri who was staring at her. Zamri, who was running fast, suddenly tripped and swelled on the ground. ( Nenek means grandmother) ***** Adzan maghrib resounded calling everyone to worship the One. Mariana was silent in front of Zamri who was lying stiffly. Fortunately, Lebai Karim found Zamri lying right in front of the grave door of Taman Desa Seranggat, otherwise Zamri would have fainted in the grave and slept there until midnight. "Thank you Lebai Karim. Satisfied, I was looking for Zamri just now. I want to say that Si Meon, my favorite goat, came back this evening. He made me sad .." Mariana's smile looked bland. "Thank God there is nothing. Just a few bruises ..." Lebai Karim smiled looking at Zamri's condition. His eyes clearly saw the footprints on Zamri's shoulders. Lebai Karim just kept quiet. As if I would know the effect of the palm from whom. Out of the blue.. "Let go of me Grandma Jah !!" Zamri screamed before his body quickly got up and sat panting as if he had just run away from something. His eyes saw the surrounding situation. "Hmm .. Grandma Jah ?. It's too much now .." whispered Lebai Karim. "Be patient Zamri. Try to ask for forgiveness and calm down .. Jah's grandmother has long since passed away .." continued Lebai Karim. Zamri just kept quiet and didn't reply. His face looked very, very scared. "Mrs. Mariana, tonight I will come and will give water to drink. Strengthen her spirit to return. The twilight near the cemetery must be reprimanded. Indeed, the devil will never rest from deceiving people. The cemetery is in front of his eyes for us to always be reminded or afraid of death and not to be afraid of things that are clearly disguised to scare people. I asked myself first .. about Nenek Jah, I'll take care of it later..Assalamualaikum .. "Lebai Karim smiled. "Wa'alaikumussalam .. Thank you Lebai Karim." ( Lebai is like ustadz names too ) The end.

THE MYSTERY OF HIGHLAND TOWER part one In honor and to fulfill the request of a group member who commented on my previous post, I would like to share another horror story based on my own experience. If the horror story before was related to my experience in high school, this time the story is based on my experience when I was studying Pre-U at a leading university foundation center in Malaysia. After finishing my studies at the secondary level with good SPM results at that time, I chose to continue my studies at the Foundation Center even though at that time I had the opportunity to matriculate. The Foundation Center is located under the administration of a famous University in the Klang valley. You people, don't be weird in the Klang valley about 15 years ago, there were many more spooky and haunted places, but now those places have been removed due to development. While continuing my studies there, I once again had the opportunity to make friends with some acquaintances who came from big cities and the children of wealthy people so they had the advantage of bringing their own transport to the accommodation. At that time we were all required to stay in the accommodation provided by the university. I wish we had felt the initial experience of being a university student indirectly. That's why some of my friends took the opportunity to bring their own cars. Just like when I was in school, my acquaintances now also consist of the rather mischievous group. With the advantage of transportation that they have, I always also follow them out on vacation to the metropolitan city of KL on certain nights. As a village boy who has just been exposed to the state of the city full of adventure, of course I am excited. The horror incident that I want to share this time started one night that week when we all went out to eat as usual. Because it was a week night we thought about what activities we could do to have fun filling the rest of the night. After thinking and giving ideas, one of my friends suggested doing a mystical activity to test each other's courage. We chose to visit the Highland Tower area. to be continued.