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Apparitions...

Iskandar chose to stay in his room. He did not even intend to talk to his roommates even though they had already met each other when they first entered.

“Ustad, I'm tipping our son yes! Please be guided to become more mature.”

“God's Insya. I hope that Father and Mother also pray because the prayers of parents, especially mothers who are very mustajab and quickly granted by Allah SWT.”

“Amins. Then please leave first. Assalamualaikum,”

“Walaikumsalam.”

The car drove away leaving the son in turmoil with emotion. He walked outside looking for a quiet place. Not far from the back of the room is the guardrail of the cottage and the rice fields. Iskandar sat there alone and suddenly his tears rolled down his cheeks.

“Mama evil, Papa evil. You're all evil!”

Iskandar sobbed in his solitude until the sound of someone's footsteps made him realize and instantly wiped away his tears.

“You're the new kid huh? What's your name?”

Iskandar did not answer. He doesn't care about anyone here. To him, this place was hell. Dumps for him.

“Green rice fields make us calm, right? I also often come here if there is a problem or again angry at people. I will shout loudly calling the name of the person and then after that my heart will calm down. Have you tried that trick? Hope my trick works in you? Good try!” the man left Iskandar.

It was not clear what the man who spoke looked like because Iskandar himself had no intention of staring or talking to the man. Tired of crying and the stomach also needs to be filled, Iskandar rose to his room. The room was already deserted, Iskandar briefly heard many sounds from one of the halls but he also had no intention of going there. Iskandar opened the bag and took the provisions prepared by his mother. He ate voraciously and after he was full, he fell asleep.

“Hey, hey, bagun already magrib.”

Iskandar's arm was swayed by one of the room's occupants. Iskandar pranked and then he woke up still with anger in his chest.

“Buruan bathe soon we pray magrib congregation.”

Iskandar was still sitting casually glancing at those who were busy themselves.

“Where bathroom?” all of his roommates suddenly stopped from their activities and looked at Iskandar.

“A-behind yellow room.”

Iskandar took a towel and one small shellfish containing soap, shampoo, toothpaste and toothbrush that had been prepared by his mother. Iskandar smiled wryly, “It turns out you guys did intend to throw me away.”

“Alright, from now on I have no family anymore. I'll live as I please.”

Iskandar walked leisurely towards the bathroom and how surprised he was when he saw the scene in front of him. It turned out that the bathroom inside his head was different from reality. One bathroom together, Iskandar again remembered his friends. He was beginning to miss them.

Sighing, he performed his bathing ritual casually while his other friends seemed to be in a hurry. He does not take a headache, “Petan shower later you will be punished if until azan magrib does not arrive at the mosque.”

“She's a new kid.” Whisper the wrong of the other boys.

After taking a quick shower, they went straight out of there. Iskandar himself enjoyed his bath. Anger and annoyance still gnawed at his heart and mind. Somehow he felt happy when flushing his body with water.

After the bath, Iskandar returned to the room and saw the atmosphere getting quieter. There were no children either in the room or outside. Iskandar was still casually walking while watching every corner until the look in his eyes stared at something between the warehouse and the classroom. Iskandar's feathers stood up, he increasingly accelerated his steps towards the room. Get into the room and quickly close the door. When Iskandar was about to lock the door, it turned out that the door of the room was not equipped with a key. Until he could only catch it.

Iskandar immediately hid in a blanket for half an hour only to hear the sound of people entering the room.

“You didn't join the magrib prayer?”

Iskandar just shook his head.

“We want to eat, you want to come?”

Iskandar immediately agreed to his friend's invitation. He wears full clothes and follows his friends.

“You guys bring qur’an. After eating we will go to the mosque to read qur’an.”

Pondok pesantren only allow the students to take rice but for laup pauk, the management who distributed to be evenly distributed. The food is nothing special. Rice, vegetables, fried fish or sambal fish and occasionally provided chicken and meat. Without saying much, they ate their dinner voraciously. As soon as Azan Isya reverberated, they immediately went to the mosque for congregational prayer. Iskandar's friends were again surprised when one of them asked him basely instead asserted by Iskandar.

And that night became the night where Iskandar again felt the sense of having friends. They were good enough for Iskandar and were not ignorant. After the Isha prayer, they continued by studying the Quran together which was guided by several ustads per group. One room for one room. The study lasted until 11 p.m. They came home joking but different from Iskandar. He was silent while occasionally glancing at the place earlier. He tried to look back at the figure in white but dear. He didn't find it there.

“You've been here a long time?”

All his friends were surprised. “I'm the first occupant of our room. I've been here three years.”

For the first time Iskandar reached out to his fellow room dwellers. If they had shaken hands with an Iskandar who was still in a fit of rage but now, they were shaking hands with warmth and a good start.

“Ari.”

“Dika.”

“Reski.”

“Dwi.”

“Inskandar.” Last words.

Tonight, Iskandar's mood started to calm down a bit. The presence of his friends was able to repel the anger that from earlier continued to plunge his chest. Just as they were about to go to sleep, they were suddenly shocked to hear Iskandar's question.

“Do you see it?” tanya Dika is no less tense.

Iskandar nodded small, “I heard from some children there are also those who see it. But I've never seen it. You Ri?” Dwi.

Ari also nodded. “Why are you talking about it at the moment. We're going to sleep.” Said Reski who started to get scared.

“Ya. Let's sleep! Don't forget to read further prayers exorcist letters.” Bring Reski back.

“Build me tomorrow yes!” pinta Iskandar to his friends.

The occupants of the compact room recite a few short letters and prayers until one by one the sound begins to dim into the dream realm. Unlike Iskandar, since this afternoon he fell asleep long enough to make it difficult to sleep at this time. He hid himself in a blanket trying to close his eyes following his friends. His efforts were not successful, until strange sounds were heard again when the clock was showing at 2 am.

Iskandar tried to call Ari who was not far from him but the boy did not wake up. Ari just turned her back because of drowsiness that is very very. Iskandar gave up and he read all the prayers and verses that he could not feel his eyes began to close.

“Is, Is, wake up! Said he wanted to join the dawn prayer.”

Although still sleepy, he still woke up because he did not want to be left alone in the room let alone the sky was still dark. Plus the voices he heard last night.

They took a bath at half-five in the morning and performed congregational morning prayers. Without Iskandar knowing, he began to follow any activities in the cottage without being asked by the manager.

“Some managers smiled triumphantly when they saw Iskandar join his friends in congregational prayer.”

That's how the hut in conquering the students. No one knew what kind of creatures they were seeing but clearly, they were extremely frightened. This boarding school is more famous as a shelter for naughty children. However, how magical would the cottage be because no matter how naughty the children who were put there would not last long. Their acquaintances could collapse overnight.

The fence used to fence around the hut is also an ordinary fence made of bricks as high as the chest of children and then on it wrapped around a half-meter iron wire. To escape was actually very easy but as far as this cottage stood, not a single santri escaped.

Iskandar began to enjoy his days in the cottage moreover he did not need to hear or see the Anugrah that he hated the most. He lives with his friends in pesantren.dikan daynya also very pleasant so gradually all the anger in his chest has fallen without rest.

At the time Iskandar had found his world, the mother was sad and depressed because lately her mother-in-law was too involved in the business of educating Anugrah.

“You must educate him well lest he be like Iskandar!”

Glegs…

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