He's Not Dead
Disruption in School

PROLOGUES

I scrunched my forehead hearing Marsa not being able to see the figure that was following me. Though the girl always boasted she had advantages as an indigo child.

“Seriously, you can't see him?” I asked Marsa.

Marsa shook her head while folding both hands on the chest. Though the figure I mean is giggling while closing his mouth. I could only sigh while staring alternately at Marsa and the female ghost figure who was currently running small while humming around me and Marsa.

“Arka, lest you are not indigo like me,” said Marsa and I do not care if I am indigo or not.

“Then?”

“What you see is not an invisible creature but your friend who can only be seen by yourself because he is only your imagination. You should immediately consult a psychologist.”Marsa accused me of having imaginary friends.

“Hm.”

Marsa walked away, I sighed while staring at the female ghostly figure of my imaginary friend according to Marsa.

“What are you really? Marsa can't see you but I can and you're afraid to meet Papa or you're NOT DEAD YET?”

...***...

“Oh God, please I am still underage.”

Always every morning I will see the scene, Papa and Mama who hug each other even sometimes Papa does not hesitate to land his lips on the forehead and lips Mama. Though they only separated for a while because Papa had to work and will return later in the afternoon.

“Aksa, don't forget to meet Om Kaivan,” shouted Mama while waving her hand.

Every morning I go to school with Papa, though I could have left alone by motorbike or take public transportation but the proposal was rejected by Mama on the grounds that I was not old enough to drive alone.

Being a child, sometimes I am grateful sometimes I also curse this situation. How not, Mama always asked me to come with her whether it's the arisan or accompany the invitation if Papa was not there. I'm often considered to be Mama's sister not her son. The age difference between my parents is obvious but Mama does look young because their marriage occurred when Mama was in college and became the beginning of the advantages and talents that I have today.

“Concentration with lessons, just ignore all distractions. Remember the prayer that Grandpa and Papa taught?”

“Iya, still.” I kissed Papa's hand before getting out of the car that had stopped in front of the school gate.

Just a few steps into the school area and then walking in the corridor, there were shouts and broken glass from the second floor made some students run towards the direction of the sound.

Trance again? even though it is still morning, they do so until the subtle creatures are disturbed.

I walked back to my class. The new school year starts just this week and there are several new buildings in use. There has been a strange incident lately one of them student trance.

“Arka, eleventh-grader has something to do again,” exclaimed Bono, a classmate, and my best friend, happened to be in high school.  

I was glued to the spot not because of what Bono had said but staring at the corner of the classroom where there was a granny figure with a wrinkled face and black eyes. What made her look creepy was that she often laughed and grinned while clawing at the wall.

Incidentally this class is at the very end and minimal sunlight, so the back of the class is rather dark. That's where the creature is and it's currently staring intently at me. Can I see it? Of course, either because I am an indigo child or what the term society is but I can see and feel invisible creatures.

“Hot, stop!” the creature shouted as I chanted a prayer in my heart.

Don't make yourself appear during the day let alone disturb my friends.

The backpack I was carrying was already on the table and I was leaning on the chair staring at Bono who was still babbling about the possessed student.

“Why don't you want to show the ability of lo?”

I sighed hearing Bono's question.

“Yes, you can see those we can't see and you can also help them wake up. Why even shut up here,” exclaimed Bono again.

“Bon, they will not interfere if they are not disturbed. There are already our teachers who can cure them.”

“Ck, but ‘kan ...”

“Already every creature already has its own life role.”

“Yeah, we are still in High School but your language is very philosophical,” taunted Bono.

The atmosphere of the class was getting crowded and not long before the bell began lesson was heard. In between the lessons there was a commotion behind, I turned my head. One of my classmates said his body was uncomfortable, it felt heavy and hot on his back, nape and head.

“Astagfirullah.”

The figure of the class-waiting grandmother was sitting on the head of my friend, of course she felt heavy and hot.

“Aaaaaa.” Shouted my friend then unconscious, the class became boisterous and some approached including me.

The figure of the waiting grandmother was seen floating in the air, then giggling. His voice was so scary that I even felt the fur goosebumps. His voice turned into a scream then the creature moved to the wall and clawed back while screaming.

I even closed my ears with both hands and closed, while my mouth chanted a verse to expel the jinn or disturbing supernatural beings. Suddenly the silent class slowly opened my eyes and removed the hand from the ear, it turned out that the creature was gone.

“Arka, lo why?” ask Bono.

I just shook my head. Some students stared at me and some focused on my friend who was still unconscious.

“We take it to UKS,” by the class teacher. Bono and I also took my friend to the UKS.

...***...

The study hours are over but all the twelve grade students are gathered in the hall because they will discuss the outing class activities that will be held tomorrow. In addition to talking about the issue of outing class activities, the student teacher who is in front also said there is a new student named Marsa who will start joining the school in a few days.

Finally the briefing was completed and the students disbanded.  Me, Bono and Oky of course disbanded leaving the hall.

“Eh, you know not ...”

“Nggak,” said Arka and Bono simultaneously interrupted Oky's speech.

“Aaan anyway, I haven't finished talking,” explains Oky. “So her name is Marsa she said indigo child. Fix lo no temen,” said Oky addressed to me.  

I looked and scrunched my forehead.

“That said I'm an indigo kid who?”

Bono and Oky looked at each other and raised their shoulders.

“Gue son mom and dad are not indigo children.”

“Ah, kamprett means a child who has advantages with the problem of bandages.”

I walked to the toilet, Oky and Bono were ready to go to the parking lot. Since I had held my small wish, just pushing the toilet door was presented with the appearance of a creature sitting on one of the toilet cubicle doors.

The creature was playing with his long hair. Both of his pale legs swung in the middle of the door. He laughed as he waved his hand as if inviting me to enter immediately. My body feels stiff, wanting to run can not even to step feels heavy.

“A-aaa.” I wanted to scream but what came out was just a raucous voice.

Suddenly the bathroom light flashes and. The door closed itself. Somehow, the creature was already standing before me while tilting its head.