Nada Dering Ketuk Pintu Novels & Stories

Just silence so complete it made my ears ring. I tried the door anyway, pushing against it even though I knew it was useless. It didn’t budge, just as I’d expected. “Hello?” My voice came out as a croak. My throat felt jagged and raw. I cleared it and tried again, louder. “Hello? Is anyone there?” No response. I banged on the door with my fist, the sound echoing dully in the small space. “Let me out! Please, I need—I need water. I need—”

"It's nothing, you're driving right now maybe you can just drop the call and talk later?" "Okay then, I'll call you back" Nadia ended the call and concentrates on driving. She parked her car in front of their house once she's already there. She went out of her car and was about to walk inside their gate when her phone rang. Expecting that it's Reddina's call, she answered the call without looking at the caller ID. "Hey, I was about to call you," Nadia said as she opens the gate. Nadia waited for 5 seconds but the other line is silent. She set the gate aside as she furrowed her brows.

SAME EVENING Aiden's focus shifted from the chessboard as the doorbell chimed persistently through the spacious apartment, its echoes bouncing off the walls adorned with framed memories and quirky posters. With a heavy sigh, he reluctantly rose from his seat amidst the hushed murmurs of his roommates engaged in their own activities scattered around the room. His footsteps echoed softly on the polished hardwood floor as he made his way to the door, the anticipation of interruption evident in the furrow of his brow.

is free? “Ethan, are you there?” Just then, the doorbell rang, making Ethan jump out of his skin. Ding dong!

I need today's meeting to count. I set the phone face up on the bed and waited. The room was quiet. Ten seconds passed then twenty and then the three dots appeared. He was typing.

“Taina are you ready” Nek says as he knocks on the door, “I’m coming; give me a minute” I say as I wear my shoe. “We’re going to be late” he says; I scoff to myself, “we are very early Nek; stop rushing me, I’ll soon be ready” I shout.

I want to know but I don't want to know, I feel like this is the part in the horror movie when the girl dies either way so why not go out being inquisitive? I grab the broom and walk slowly up the stairs and I hesitate a bit when I get to the landing ** BANG!! BANG!! BANG!! ** I walk forward slowly until my chain would not allow me to go any further and use the broom to tap on his door. After a few minutes the door knob spun and his head stuck out [[ yes ]] he looked annoyed (( I just wanted to make sure everything okay, I kept hearing loud noises that's all )) [[ everything is fine, that Cali is the sound of the future! now go away I'm busy ]] * slam * well that wasn't helpful at all, the s

Thinking that he might be in the bathroom, he knocked on the door and called, "Hey, come out soon. I need to ask you something." He waited for his reply, but he didn't get any response. He again knocked on the door, "Neil, what are you doing?" Keeping his ear on the door, he tried to hear the noise coming from inside, but other than drop by drop dripping sound of water, he didn't hear anything. Surprised, he pushed the door hard and almost fell on the floor as the door was not locked. There was no sign of Neil Green. Panicked, he put the phone on his ear and said instantly, "Sir, Neil is not in his room."

He had no one in there to talk to at least no one who knew him like I did. “Derek?” I shifted my weight slightly and lifted my hand, tapping gently against the dark bronze. On day two I gave up on pressing the door bell, scared constantly pushing the button would make him more upset. I waited. Nothing. I tried again, a little louder this time. “Derek… it’s me.” The tray trembled slightly as my arms began to tire. I listened hard for any sound from inside—movement, the roll of his chair, even the faint scrape of furniture.

I was done waiting for the truth to come to me. Derek Seth. I typed his name like a curse. Then again. Derek Seth + marriage. Derek Seth + child. Derek Seth + girlfriend. I hit enter over and over again, the click of the keys echoing like tiny gunshots in the silence of my apartment. Nothing. Then the doorbell rang. Sharp. Sudden. Like it had been waiting for the most inconvenient moment to explode. I muttered under my breath, stood, and padded to the door. When I opened it, no one was there.