"Whoa ... Ghost!" shouted Rio.

Without caring about Thomas, he quickly ran from that place. Meanwhile, Thomas was still glued to his spot. His body stiffened as if he was frozen. In front of him, the figure of a woman with a shattered face and covered in blood was perfectly visible.

His hand that was still faithfully holding the motorcycle was getting weaker and weaker. His fear grew as the ghostly figure grinned as it slowly approached him. He had no choice but to run. However, his body had given a very vexing refusal.

"Hihihihi."

The laughter sounded terrifying to his ears. He kept trying to move his body. And in the end he did. Not caring about the condition of the motorcycle, he immediately ran away from there.

While running, he didn't even dare to look back. Until the time came when he saw someone in front of him. Someone who looks exhausted. He is Rio.

"Rio," he called from a distance. Rio turned around.

Out of breath, Thomas struggled to speak. His face looked very panicked. Like there was something he wanted to say but it was very difficult for him to do.

"My motorcycle," Thomas said pointing.

"Don't think about it! That's a later thing. The important thing is that the key to the motorcycle is with you, right?" asked Rio.

Thomas didn't answer. That's what made Rio curious and wondering in his heart.

"Thomas," said Rio.

"The key is still on the motorcycle," said Thomas.

"What? You're so stupid. Why didn't you take it?"  asked Rio.

"Instead of asking about that, why don't you ask about why you ran away from me. What if something happened to me earlier?" asked Thomas.

"Hehehe ... It was just a reflex. Sorry," said Rio.

"Come on, let's go to your house first. Regarding your motorcycle, we'll just invite your father to come pick up your motorcycle there. At least if it's crowded, the fear will subside a little," said Rio again.

Thomas just nodded. Of course, that was all he could do.  Wanting to take it yourself is the same as challenging the ghost. And they are not brave men. Even just seeing a ghost apparition from quite a distance away was enough to scare them and run.

With a little run, they immediately headed towards Thomas's house which was not too far away. There is still a lot of light that can be seen, especially the light from the house light belonging to the villagers. However, the atmosphere can almost be likened to a dead village. Very quiet.

"Mom. Open the door, Mom!" said Thomas as he knocked on his door.

"Hurry up, Mom!" he continued.

There was a sound like someone walking from inside the house. Ah no. The sound seemed to be coming from the side of the house. When Thomas and Rio realized this, both of them again felt what is called fear.

"Rio, who is that?" Thomas asked as he pressed his body against Rio.

"I don't know," said Rio.

The noise like someone's footsteps suddenly stopped.  Instead of allaying their fears, it only made them more fearful. Nobody spoke. Everything is focused in that direction.

cluck!

Unlucky! They jumped at the same time because they were so surprised. The door of the house suddenly opened and revealed the figure of a young woman who was none other than Thomas's mother. Realizing this, the two of them immediately ran into the house.

"What's the matter with you guys? Thomas, where's your motorcycle?" her mother asked.

"That's it, Mom. There's a ghost, Mom. And my motorcycle i live there," said Thomas, pointing.

"Ghost?" her mother asked quietly.

Thomas nodded as he wiped his sweat that was incessantly dripping. It felt like all the courage he had had gone. In his entire life, this was the first time he saw directly the form of a figure called a ghost. Very scary. That's what he thought.

He calmed himself down. The young woman told Thomas and Rio to sit down immediately. He also must have known about the story of ghost sightings that recently shocked the village.

"The ghost girl is coming again?"

"Yes, Mom. Her face is crushed. It's scary," said Thomas.

"Now, we have to go back there. But we don't dare to be alone," said Thomas.

"Dad's home, isn't it, Mom?" asked Thomas next.

"Yes, Thomas."

From another direction, suddenly a very familiar voice sounded in Thomas' ears. Yes, it was his father's voice. His father walked over to him and the others and sat down as well.

"What is the problem?"

"Father, help us! We've seen a ghost. And because of that, I left my motorcycle on the street there. Please accompany us to take the motorcycle," said Thomas.

Like the others, of course there was fear in the look on his father's face. However, as a father, it was impossible for the middle-aged man to let his son go unsupervised. Let alone go to pick up danger.

He was afraid. But in front of his son, he acted like he was the bravest man who wasn't the least bit afraid of ghost. So, he agreed to his son's request.

"Where's your motorcycle? We'll take it now," Thomas' father said.

"Come on, Dad! Dad just ride a motorcycle there. Let the two of us walk," said Thomas.

"Mom, are you okay at home alone?" asked Thomas afterward.

"It's okay. Don't worry," replied his mother.

In short, they went to the place where the motorcycle was.  Thomas's father drove slowly, while Thomas and Rio walked beside him. It didn't take long for them to finally arrive at their destination.

"Thank God my motorcycle is still there," said Thomas.

"Hurry up and take it! We're going straight home," said his father.

Thomas nodded, then he and Rio immediately jogged towards it. Thomas remembered that there was a problem with his motorcycle. But strangely, everything was different from before. Now the motorcycle can be used again.

"Uh, I can," said Thomas.

"Good. Let's get out of here!" said Rio.

Finally, the problem was solved. The motorcycle can be started again. At that time, Thomas asked his father to drive in front, while he who was riding with Rio drove behind.

Actually, in the days before the female ghost terror, the village was still very crowded even though it was already late at night. But now, it can almost be likened to a village without inhabitants. Only a lonely and eerie atmosphere was felt. Coupled with the dark night that adds to the mystical aura around.

Thomas continued to drive his motorcycle. His eyes couldn't stop moving. He looked around, afraid that the ghost would come back again. But apparently not. Until suddenly, his expression changed drastically when he looked ahead.

"Rio. That ... Who was that with my father?" asked Thomas.