Empty Space In School
6. Don't go to the Fourth Floor

"What's the matter, brother?" Dita knew that the young man was the chairman of OSIS at SMA Abadi Jaya so she called him "Sir". He gave a briefing to the new students.

"Fourth floor hasn't been used yet so there's nothing there. There was only one room that was intended to be used for the art hall. But it's not perfect so it's emptied" he explained.

"Oh that's .. ummm, but I heard a girl's voice crying." Dita still looks at the stairs.

Ferdian's countenance was suddenly startled, but a few seconds later the young man raised his warm smile again.

"Maybe you heard wrong. Oh yes my name is Ferdian, I'm the head of OSIS here. What's your name?" Ferdian extended his hand towards Dita.

"Oh that. Hello, sister, my name is Dita. I'm a tenth grader A here." Dita welcomes Ferdian's hand.

Anita came straight to draw Dita's hand. However, the girl gasped and gaped when she saw Ferdian's good looks.

"Hello!" greeting Ferdian with a successful death smile makes Anita gaping.

"Hap! Later a lot of incoming lalers just know the taste." Dita tightened Anita's mouth until it made Ferdian laugh.

"Ah, Dita mah! Don't embarrass me dong. Hello, sister, my name is Anita." The girl reached out her hand and was instantly replied by Ferdian.

"I'm back in class. Welcome to join this school. I hope you adapt well to this school. Be one of the best students among us. Greetings smart students!" said Ferdian full of authority like the chairman of the political party who is spreading his political promise. The handsome young man then passed by.

"Duh, Brother Ferdian is very handsome. Directly sunny day I can fit face-to-face with him hihihi." Anita was still smiling cheerfully looking at Ferdian's back away.

"Did, lebay!" sulik Dita's.

We heard the sound of the girl crying from the fourth floor.

"Nit, hear something, don't you?" ask Dita.

"Look what, anyway? My heart is beating fast again because of Brother Ferdian," said Anita.

"Ah, done. Lupain. Come on, to class!" bring Dita.

When heading to class, Dita had seen the figure of a kuntilanak who was sitting on a branch of a cotton tree. The two eyes that were still dripping with blood caught Dita's pair of wiggly eyes. The female ghost smiled with a grin as she combed her disheveled hair.

"Astagfirullah, it's still early morning already squirming aja kuntilanak," muttered Dita who pretended not to see the sighting.

Dita then entered the class. He remembered his mother's message. In any case, his mother had asked him to take care of himself if he met invisible creatures. As much as possible Dita must avoid their existence so as not to get the predicate "mad students" or insane students like when he was in Junior High School.

However, the female ghost figure was like curious about Dita. Kuntilanak had peeked out from behind the window like he was playing cilukba with Dita. Until a male teacher with a bald professor-like hairstyle pierced through the ghost. Kuntilanak was immediately aghast and frightened. Then, he disappeared.

"It was a real brake that time the teacher until the kunti ran away," muttered Dita in an inaudible voice.

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The break bell sounded. Anita immediately pulled Dita's hand towards the cafeteria. But for the sake of being frugal, Dita chose to bring supplies.

"You go to the cafeteria. I've brought stock, here." Dita shows a clear lunch box containing rice and soy sauce omelet on Anita.

"Not to be confused, Nit. One day God can take our treasure at any time. Life is like a spinning wheel, remember that. So, don't be arrogant." Dita floated her sweet smile.

"Ah, you're like a fortune teller last week. He said the next three years ma'am same papah I will be doomed and fall poor. But I don't believe in prophecy, it's funny. Yuk, you have to get me. Bring this lunch and eat there!" pinta Anita by force.

Anita persisted in pulling Dita's hand until she finally complied. However, when down the stairs, Dita had seen something in the room under the stairs. Something surprised him.

Under the stairs was a ghostly figure of a young girl without a head. She was wearing the same school uniform that Dita was wearing. On the collar part of his uniform still let out dripping blood soaking the white uniform with the green checkered vest.

Accidentally due to the focus on the sighting Dita saw, the girl hit Anan. The contents in her lunchbox scattering the school uniform that Anan was wearing.

"Heh, if you use dong's eyes! Your food made my uniform dirty, nih!" snapped Anan.

"Sorry, I didn't intentionally. In part how also use the eyes, indeed I what circus," said Dita while cleaning the rice and eggs scattered.

"He was not intentional, brother. I used to nag him." Anita then calls one of the school janitors.

"It's stupid to be a girl!" cibir Anan's.

"Heh, if I'm stupid how could I possibly go to school here and get a scholarship here. Don't get into power with money, you can just insult others, huh!" Back at snapping.

Nyali Anan ciut jjada. He did not expect that there would be a girl who dared to snap at him.

"Sorry, I got into this school because I met you!" Anan walked to the canteen.

Anita is back with the school janitor.

"Udah, Neng, let me just clean up" said Mr. Yadi.

"No, Sir. I'm wrong, let me just clean up," prevent Dita.

"Eh, don't mind, Neng. I am the school janitor. So let me clean up. This food supply will be washed in the sink there." Mr. Yadi handed over Dita's lunch box.

"Thank you very much, sir. Sorry before," said Dita.

"Sir Yadi, please clean up yes," Anita's pinta.

Mr. Yadi nodded with a smile. The two already know each other. Thanks to Anita's mother, Mr. Yadi was able to work in the elite school.

Dita was still staring at the headless female ghost earlier. The figure was still standing in its original place. The room under the stairs was used as a place to store the scout sticks of the students and also the goalposts.

"Neng, don't be ignored. He's not naughty, though. He just stood there," whispered Mr. Yadi closer to Dita.

"Mr-father, can you see too?" dita whisky.

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