DO GHOSTS EXIST?

Early in the morning, Alea had left the house without saying goodbye to her parents. He looked in a hurry even though the time was still showing 04.00 in the morning. While the working hours start at 8.00.

In a quiet place, with a dim atmosphere, under the shade of the cempaka trees, he began to take out his laptop. He sat on an old bench, his hands began to dance on the keyboard, typing the script that had been chased by the editor for the launch of his second novel, which had not yet been pre-ordered, many fans had ordered through his social media account.

The scent of flowers and the fresh morning air wafted through her nose, adding to her enthusiasm in expressing the girl's imagination. Supported by a calm and quiet atmosphere, so ideas just flow like water.

This place is his favorite place to write, and calm down when in trouble. This is not a city park or a park located in the housing complex, but a public quite far from the settlement.

"Girl!"

Alea turned in the direction that greeted her. He saw a middle-aged man with brown skin wearing a white shirt and shorts below the knee with a hoe on his right shoulder. He looked at her with a doubtful look. Not only on the face but starting from the tips of the feet and head. The man watched him carefully.

Alea smiled and nodded slowly at the father, "Yes, sir."

"What are you doing at the grave so early in the morning? Aren't you afraid?" surprised the middle-aged man.

"What are you doing too?" Alea instead asked back, looked at the man's appearance, and guessed that he was the caretaker of this cemetery.

"I'm a caretaker, I want to dig a grave, last night there was an accident there." The man pointed at the tomb wall that had collapsed. "The victim died on the way to the hospital and was buried here. Because he is a resident here," he explained.

Alea nodded in understanding, "I'm here almost every morning, sir. Because it's nice to be calm, nothing disturbs my concentration," said Alea with a sweet smile.

"Hey, aren't you afraid of ghosts, Grandma?" asked the father looking horrified at Alea's behavior.

"Ghosts? Do they exist, sir? I've never seen them," he replied, laughing.

"Yeah... Maybe not, Granny. But, how come his habits are weird, Grandma? Is it time for you to work on the graveyard?"

Alea just smiled and continued to pour her ideas into the laptop as the caretaker went to dig the grave.

The day is getting late, in the lyrics, the watch on his wrist shows 06.00. The mourners who dug the grave not far from where he wrote came to make the tomb become increasingly crowded.

Feeling uncomfortable with the strange looks from them, Alea tidied up her laptop and decided to leave the funeral, "It's useless, I won't be able to concentrate, it's better to find breakfast first and then go to the office," he said alone.

Arriving at the office, his co-workers were excited about the accident that took the life of a girl. Alea slowed her pace so she could hear their conversation, to find out who and where it happened.

"Ririn?Ririn staff just yesterday, you mean?" asked a woman, shoulder-length thick black hair, with a look of disbelief.

"Yes, Ririn, it's really sad, she was out of work overtime, and according to eyewitnesses her motorbike suddenly swerved against the cemetery wall. Reportedly it's a haunted place, a lot of strange things happen there... the place is scary," replied another woman. , trying to explain.

"Yes, many mystical stories circulating there. Starting from the car entering the cemetery. When the owner was asked, he said he was staying at a beautiful woman's house. Hi, kuntilanak, please!"

"The cemetery is far from settlements. Most of the bodies buried there were accident victims. So it's only natural that you're haunted. That's where accidents often happen, right?"

Alea again quickened her pace, in her heart she confirmed the accident because there was indeed a part of the wall that had collapsed which was shown by the caretaker she met this morning. Perhaps the victim of the accident was Ririn, whose grave is currently being excavated. Unfortunately, Alea doesn't have time to know which child is her. But, when it comes to ghosts, he's never seen one before. Was it because he came in the morning? Maybe worth a try, come home from work there until after midnight. Who knows, we may find it.