Empty Space In School
11. Meeting Smart People
The still curious Ratih slowly climbed up the stairs. The girl reached the hallway. There's nobody there. There was only one room that seemed to be used for classes. The rest of the room seemed to have stopped its construction. Even though from below it looks like the fourth floor has become. For some reason, the floor was not used.
"Well, I just found out that there's a class here" murmured Ratih.
"Right…."
A female voice was heard calling out the name of Ratih. Sayup-sayup also sounded sobbing but not just one but many sobs.
"Who is that?" ask Ratih.
"Right...."
Suddenly, Ratih saw Ferdian walking into the empty room.
"That's ..that's it, right, Brother Ferdian," said the girl.
"Right...."
He followed the young man. He even tried to call Ferdian, but the young man did not listen and turned to him. The young man entered the empty room.
"Sister Ferdian why did he enter that room?" Ratih grew curious and followed Ferdian.
"Sister Ferdian!" rahatik call out.
The door of the room opened as if calling for Ratih to enter immediately.
"Well, actually this class is good. There was the same table chair and the same white board. Why not wear it, right?" Ratih was even amazed when he entered the Empty room.
Brak!
Suddenly, the door of the room closed tightly.
"Right…."
"Who? Who's that?" Rati looked to the right and left. He was looking for the origin of the sound.
Brak!
Brak!
Brak!
The classroom door is open and closed.
Suddenly, the figure of a girl appeared and stood facing the window. He turned his back on Ratih. The girl was curious and approached.
"Ha-hello, who are you, who are you?" ask Ratih.
The mysterious girl just laughed.
"Hahahaha, hello Train."
"Huh-hello. Ummm... have you seen Brother Ferdian?" ask me again.
"Then you think I'm Ferdi?! Hahaha, you stupid girl! Come on, now we're having fun!" bring him.
The sound of a moving neck bone sounded as the mysterious girl turned her head. The head of the mysterious girl spun a hundred and eighty degrees.
Krek.
Krek.
The girl walked backwards but her face was pointed towards Ratih. He looks really terrible. His face was full of hollow wounds. The smell of blood and pus mixed together. Ratih. His body suddenly stiffened unable to move.
"Ratih .. Come play with me!" he said with a grinning and horrible laugh.
"No! Not want! Just go! Get out of here!" pekik Train's.
"Come, play with me!" bring him.
"Yetoooooooo!" Trainy shouted with all her might.
He tried to move to the door and asked for help. No one could hear the screams of Ratih. After entering the empty space, it was as if the figure of Ratih was lost to the earth and could not be found. No one saw Ratih heading to the fourth floor of Abadi Jaya High School.
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"Come, Nan! Just put my bike on!" bring Devon.
"What if I use my car?"
Finally after school, Anan follows Devon to meet a middle-aged man who is famous for treating illnesses undetected by the medical. The man who is often called Mbah Marjan is also able to see and communicate with astral beings. Anan hitchhiked Devon on a vespa matic motorbike to Mbah Marjan's house.
"It's still far away, Von? My ass is getting hot!" yelled Anan from the back seat.
"A little more, sit still. His house entered the alley so I do not give you take a car to Mbah Marjan's house," replied Devon.
"Yes I also know, besides I was deliberately not honest to my aunt because I was afraid. But this is a long time to know, where it's hot," complained Anan.
"What do you say to your aunt?" ask Devon.
"Gue said yes, want group work at your house," said Anan.
"Keep he'll believe it?"
"Yes not really. He just said tumben," said Anan.
Suddenly, the matic vespa that Anan and Devon were driving stopped abruptly. Anan's beard hit Devon's back head.
"Well, why else would you stop suddenly?!" anan began to get upset.
"Sorry, Nan, there's a kang kalak because" Devon said.
"Wooh! Satan means what? I'm just saying I'm kuntilanak. Is this why the disposable valak appeared here too?" Anan tried to hide his face for fear of seeing the ghost.
"Eh, bottle cap! That's not what I meant. This is a manger who likes to ask for money maksa," said Devon.
"Oh, that."
Anan saw a group of children aged five to seven years blocking both. They set their backs against the Vespa's path.
"Do you have any candy, Von?" whispered Anan.
"Kayak gini mah mana want same candy," said Devon.
"Wow, what do you want?" Anan and Devon were still observing the behavior of the little thugs.
They went to the waist, some were glaring and spitting recklessly. There were also those who took out iron-headed belts and twirled them over the head.
"Om, for the money!" pinta the bald-headed leader.
"Well, it's exactly the same tuyul. Dare to ask me for money?" Anan got off the Devon bike.
"Well, Anan used everything." Devon rubbed his front helmet with both hands.
"You got candy, right?" anan asked Devon.
"Kayak's son does want candy" said Devon.
"What do you want?"
"The money, Nan," said Devon.
"Eh, the style of that snot boy is too bad for money. Buy what?" tuding Anan while staring intently at the children.
"Make PS play. What is diamond top up. Just give it a hand. You don't look at megan buckle?" sahut Devon's.
"Hadeh, boy of the times now. Let's just say bubarin, yuk! We omelin aja ntar also disperse," said Anan.
"Nan, if we say something, they'll talk to his mom. Keep running out, we're getting thumped in here. You've never been a mother who brought cooking utensils what else is a twist for our crackers?" ask Devon.
"Oh, my God, barbarians are his mama." Anan then took out a hundred thousand bills.
"Here, here you go to the jajan together with sono bars!" anan said, handing over the money.
"Less, Om," he said.
"Jeez, matre is so bad! My loss came with Devon here." Anan handed me another hundred thousand.
"Yeay, thank you Om. This way too often!" shout one of them.
The group of children had passed away laughing with excitement when receiving money from Anan.
"Gee I'm through here again! Amit-amit!" exclaim Anan.
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