BLOOD PASSAGE
That Event

The word kinan kak keeps ringing in my head, dead in turns? Who is not afraid to hear that. My courage to bring up the mystery was immediately faded, replaced with anxiety and fear of something bad (death) befalling us all. To be honest it must be not only me who is afraid but everyone in the group “surgical glasses” all experience that anxiety. But the intention is still the intention, no matter how we try to resist the desire to stop, the curiosity continues to grow without knowing death is right in front of our eyes. As happened yesterday, after hearing the words of my sister and chatting for a while with her mother. We finally arrived when the sun was at the foot of the sky. The chatter of death continued to dominate our journey home. And that's when our group was divided into group A who continued to support this mission and group B who wanted to end this mission on the grounds before there was one even all the existing members in this group it died unnaturally.

“*Sister, what do you want to get actually from this mission?”

Kevin's brother who remained firm with his stance to carry out this mission, only smiled while chuckling softly.

“It wasn't you guys who invited us 4 to join you. It should have been me who questioned it from the beginning”

“But brother, you heard yourself from the mouth of your brother, the danger is right in front of our eyes. And brother willing us, all dead. Including my own sister?”

“Lantas, you want to stop, what if after we stop this mission there will be another victim who committed suicide in that room? do you want us who know this supernatural thing to sacrifice the lives of our friends who do not know anything? So?”

Lira breathed heavily near me. This makes us all confused. On one hand our lives are all in danger and on the other hand, the lives of our friends are also in danger.

“But my brother, the school guard is still suspicious of our group. How about she find out sooner or later that we're the ones sneaking into school that night?”

Dion's voice broke the silence in the car.

“What did dion kak say. I'm afraid this problem is getting worse and we're all..”.

“And keep you guys want to stop? If that's what you want. Please stop it. but I will continue this mission even though myself”

I stared at Kevin through the rearview mirror in the middle of the car. He still continues to focus on driving casually regardless of the meaning of his words. And for this time maybe I'll stay on his side*.

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“Kak..kakak”

Lintang hit my thigh slowly, my little brother this one knows that I was daydreaming.

“What's up?”

I asked with a slow intonation while staring at both of his black beads.

“No, sister was imagining. said mother if people fantasize in the pat. Who knows if we'll enter”

I chuckle softly.

“Which may be entry. Brother is friends with the creatures.where dare he enter brother”

Lintang just looked at me with an incomprehensible look. I laughed again slowly at his confused expressions.

“Joking, sister is no longer a delusion. Just thinking about the mission again”

“mission? Who's like detective conan?”

I nodded, while my sister enthusiastically pulled up the wooden chair not far from her and began to sit in a listening position.

“What mission brother?”

“There's deh”

I smiled then turned to the study table and turned back to her.

“Cute what?”

“Cute on mission brother”

“Kan sister has already said. If the latitude had become part of the sister group. Yesterday there was a deal. So if latitude there is an idea just say”

I looked into her sparkling eyes. It's totally plain.

“I have an idea kak”

I shifted my focus to the latitude. The one in the face just smiled mischievously. I don't know what that means.

“How about we shoot that guy with daddy's gun? So that his feet bleed and can't walk, we take him to the police station. How sis, good was my idea?”

I smiled again, what am I talking about with my innocent sister? If it were a person then maybe we would have caught him sooner. Unfortunately, this case is more than looking for a killer among a crowd of people.

“If it turns out that we want to catch it is not a person how?”

“Eh, sister does want to catch what if not people?”

He asked back with his innocent behavior.

“If what we catch is not a person. but a ghost how?”

He took a few steps back. The pupils are moving here and there. It indicates he is nervous. Well that's Lintang Aurelina My sister's daughter, my sister and my twin whose soul and body are exactly like mine. I was the latitude in childhood and the latitude will be like me in the future.

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After my brief chat with rather sensitive latitude for a child of her age. Finally, frightened and trembling, he ran to his mother's room and slept there. As for me, I woke up at 12 o'clock after a few minutes tonight again. It's okay at least I can go back to continue my graffiti on the white paper.I picked up a wooden box under the bed, some dust was seen stuck in the wooden crate. it's been a long time since I've opened it again.

A DUUKK! The sound of a punch at the front door shocked me, almost the wooden city I was holding fell down. I'm clucking bitterly. Must be him again.

A DUUKK! Again, and it will be like that until his hands turn red and come back tomorrow with glowing red eyes. Slapped mom, broke glasses and plates and scolded me with alternating latitudes. That person will never stop until we feel unsettled. That man was my father. The father who was always proud of his family. The father who used to love us so much and the father who used to always give us the look of affection all disappeared replaced with anger that increasingly controlled him.

I don't know what reason, he was like that. But what I have known since he joined the building porters who are working on the school project that is now my school, his temperament attitude seems to be visible and began to appear since then. And that was when his attitude changed a hundred delpanty degrees with his former self.

To be honest from the bottom of my heart, I love him so much. Very, very, but that was before. Before I knew the facts that had been hidden closely by him. An event he did that would never make me forget. That every drop of blood that ever accidentally hit my face, must be paid for with blood.

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