My family and I feel that there's a "penunggu" in our house. Each of us had felt its presence in our own way. For me, it happened when I was watching the TV in the living room. It was at night after dusk. At the corner of my eye I saw "something" went into the kitchen. I didn't dare to check out because during that time, no one was at home except my sick grandmother, who had been in her room resting, and I. I thought it was my grandmother.. But if it was really her, she would have exited the kitchen to go back to her room but no one came out..