Story: Sounds of Cries on the Night of Ramadan

Hi, I am Ahmad. this is my story about the sound of tears in ramadhan night. Hopefully quite scary yes, this story occurred during the month of ramadhan last year 2015. I worked as a chef in one hotel in the area of ​​Banyuwangi, the hotel where I work is quite large and quite scary at night. In this hotel is often the case of strange things so said some employees of this hotel.

One of my own, when it was ramadan and I work night shift in accompanied by one child PKL. When work does not happen any strange thing, that night we work as usual, preparing meal and meal for the hotel guests. Time showed at 04.50 all the work has been done, we both took the initiative to sleep for a while because the eyes are very sleepy.

Child PKL invites to sleep in the kitchen located on the 2nd floor because there is a special room called "chocolate room" that has air conditioning, oh yes the hotel where I work does have 2 kitchens, the kitchen on the 1st and 2nd floor. Arriving in the room we were lying on a big stainless steel table, just lying awake for a while I woke up to urinate.

Finally I asked the child street vendors to accompany to the toilet. Because the toilet for the employees is far on the end floor, we are also looking for a guest toilet that is on the 2nd floor. When going to open the toilet door, it turns out the toilet door is locked, because it can not stand I finally tried to the ladies toilet and when I want to open the door was locked as well. But after that faint sound came the cry of a woman from the toilet, how is that possible ?.

The toilet was locked, without thinking I turned back and tried to walk back to the kitchen in the follow the street vendors and along the hall to the kitchen the sound of the crying sounded even more clear but I just silence positive thinking may be because I'm sleepy hallucinating. But positive thoughts are lost when the child vendors say like this "Bang, hear not bang, there is crying bang, girls, not hear bang?"
The thought of splinter was not only me who listened to the crying.

That means it is not a hallucination, trying to keep silent, without answering the question I accelerated my footsteps through the kitchen and into the elevator. As long as the two of us were walking, the sound of the crying followed even closer and closer as if the crying "him" was following us in the back, when we were frightened the two of us still had to wait for the lift down from the 5th floor and the crying drew closer and closer to the sound next to the elevator we were waiting for.

Finally the elevator door opened, we both ran into the elevator and quickly closed the elevator door, in the elevator we were silent trying to calm down. After that I just dared to answer the question was "yes I hear the deck". And when it includes the morning because it will enter the morning prayer, until now the residents on the 2nd floor already know a lot, a girl in long-haired white hair, employees of this hotel used to call her "pretty mbak".

So many stories from this hotel, like the ghosts who jumped from the 2nd floor, chocolate room dwellers, ghost children caught cctv, the stairs emergency busy at night, the inhabitants of the pool, ghosts in the counter and still many again, maybe in another story I told you.