INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER I UNEXPECTED MEETING
(House of Akbar, Palembang)
"Tik.tik.tik".tik" clockwork sound is heard with the night wind blowing into the house there is something strange indeed felt by him.
The wind was blowing to the right and left behind a boy, in his heart it was already implied that the incident was not a natural symptom of the wind passing unlicensed behind him.
It was night at 22:30 WIB in April when the dry climate entered Indonesia, the middle room where she learned to do school work was closed there was not a single window open.
The heart whispers not to look back but the body says another, inevitable desire.
Not his parents nor his sister, he saw a person with a shroud standing upright in the corner of the room.
Tall, white, body-filled, yet face unknown, I was too afraid to see the face of a subtle creature.
Many Indonesian people know the creature, a type of supernatural creature with a shroud and rope tied in its cloth, some say his favorite place is an old banana tree, it'll be easier to find it there.
The way we walk is by stepping foot, but in contrast to the delicate creature he jumps to walk just like a kangaroo.
The kangaroo is a creature that is liked but it is feared by many.
Yeah, Pocong called it.
I quickly closed the maths notebook until the pen was still in the book. But my thoughts were chaotic back then, wanting to leave the living room immediately.
Of course at that time I was terrified and did not want to believe what I saw, even though the lights of the room illuminated with light the tranquility was not all but fear.
For a 2nd grader Junior is afraid of it is the same as cowardice but are there any adults who are still afraid like me.
Definitely.because everyone has a fear.
“Braakkk” my left foot touched the guest table, but lucky only a little hit
Now I could run to my room. Oddly my first destination was my room in the middle of the house but in the end I stopped in my parents' second room.
“Bu...ibu ..open bu....Dad!” call me back and forth the door to my mom and dad's room
A few seconds later, there was no response, I again pushed harder until both of them came out to open the door of the room
“What's up, brother? Noisy nights” Ask my mother while rubbing her eyes
“That's..that's a pocong in the living room” explained me while pointing a finger towards the living room
“Ha? Pocong?” my mother was surprised by my words
“Yes, there is a pocong.kakak see in the living room”.
My half-conscious father had rushed out of bed and rushed to the guest room
“Pocong? Where?”
“That's in the guest room”
My father took a broom by the bed, went straight out into the living room. My mother and I followed from behind until we reached the scene.
But it magically disappeared without a trace like what I saw just now like an imagination
“Where's my brother?, where's his pocong” asked my father
I went to the corner of the room and tried to explain with fear inside,
"That was therewell, at the corner of the ceramic urn, he was upright, the white color”
“Yah no longer exist, at most just wrong look”
Hearing the words of my father reawakened, maybe wrong look.I must be sleepy.no way pocong, I just saw it for a few seconds must be a wrong look.
“Ya already sister sleep there, it's night tomorrow again just learn it” added mother
“Iya bu” I just obey, trying to get rid of this bad memory
Hope this is just a dream that does not repeat itself.but strange even if only a dream whether this feeling is a lie.feelings that make the body and heart vibrate remind of bad experiences.
Maybe some people won't believe my visions and stories, but these are realities and events that I experienced myself.
Facts or lies do not know which, I thought I did not believe in supernatural powers.
But over time I began to realize that something in me changed my life, my family's life and the lives of others.
Many children in the world who have advantages and privileges like me, make us approached...shunned..in ridicule...even considered strange..but we always try to live a normal life like others..because we are children “INDIGO”.
***
(2 Years Later, 20 July 2017 )
(Ferdi's Point of View)
Year 2017 in my hometown.the name of the city of Pempek in the Musi River can be enjoyed from the historical bridge “Ampera”.
I went to the flagship High School in Palembang, “SMA xx Palembang” my learning results were not in vain, morning...day.
Question for myself.whether in this High School period I have to study hard again like in Junior High or I have to enjoy my youth so as not to be disappointed.
Because something so precious and important cannot be repeated to make memories and experiences, likes and sorrows.
"” time is a very important thing for everyone, especially for me, something always moves forward can not be backward, contains memories with people.
Now I have to decide my own time, my own path, what do I want to be in the future?
Somehow the other kids thought about his future, but I've been deciding since my first year.
After graduating from this High School, I will go to Bandung and take education at Bandung Institute of Technology.
It may be too early for me to define it and look like a dream for now, but I don't know what God will say about my dream. Will it succeed or fail?
“Tettt...tettt..tetttt...” bell sounds indicating the school has entered.
Today I went to school but I and other new students have to follow MOS again to get to know and follow any organization in the school.
“Hei Akbar, how are you?” my old friend named Agus
“Good gus, you alone?”
“Good too, Alhamdulillah”
An old friend since my Junior High has always sat down, cooperating with each other in subjects, he is very intelligent in calculations.
Very active behavior can not be silent like children aged 4 years, in speaking also the origin of ceplas-ceplos.
But the advantages of agus make me can not be separated from it is a good and honest attitude, always helping others indiscriminately and diligently worship.
Because my agus changed during Junior High, now I am better in terms of religion, always memorizing verses of the Qur’an and praying 5 times in the mosque.
Even now I serve as the chairman of the mosque youth in my housing complex, whether what others see of me to give such a position even elected twice, or even twice, this year is the second period I served as chairman of Irma (Ikatan Juvenile Masjid).
“We're classmate again yo bar”
“Ha, I'm also actually weird why we always meet”
“Maybe destiny”
“Just let me hear it, it's good to say that to me girl if you're even unclean”
“Evil also yes you say, akhattttt once my heart bar” while holding his chest agus laughs a little
I just smiled at my friend's behavior, “Crazy you're gus.
“We sat down again ya”
“Ngak ah, I will definitely be mistaken for your brother again kayaking in SMP”
“Heehhh, it's a good bar. You have a sister in school”
“Bacot ente”
Conversations accompanied by jokes adorned our journey to class, whether my feelings alone we were ignored by many people.
Agus and I were familiar since Junior High even like brothers, our parents had known each other, we often played, studied, stayed together for 3 years.
But at that time I never told Agus strange things, about the vision of black and white shadows, sounds at night or during the day.
For some reason since the sighting of the pocong at that time I began to feel strange events increasing.
I always dreamed in my sleep as if I were in the real world, as I remember in my dreams I had pinched my own cheek and felt pain.
Until I woke up it was like reality even made me sweat and out of breath, even though I always ablaze and pray before going to bed but it seemed to have no effect.
But the strangeness of even my curse is a dream that is in my sleep always happens and becomes a reality in my daily life.
Even like a future prophecy.I always look for answers to what happened to me.
Books, magazines, internet and other social media until in October 2016 I found the answer, listed on the internet.
According to experts and spiritual experts I experienced “Precognitive Dream”,”Future Sight” (Future Vision) or Second Sight (Second Vision).
Extrasensory perception involves information of the future where information is future.
Where the information cannot be inferred from the conditions (rights, laws of physics, and laws of nature) that occur at this time. Its existence is considered to be another form of additional senses.
After finding that explanation I knew that many people have the same abilities as me in this world. A person with strange abilities due to an incident or innate birth to awaken the Sixth Sense or Sixth Sense
***
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
The entrance gate was wide open, many students passed by and out of the school while I was still standing waiting for my papa to come home on his motorbike.
I'm Ainur, a student of State High School xx Palembang, is a student who receives the achievement track.
Today is the first day of school where the place demands knowledge so that dreams in the future can be realized, although I know if the same incident will happen again when my Junior High School still survives
“Halo Ainur” greet her Junior High friend first
“Lho Ainur get in here too huh?” ask a classmate named Beautiful
“Iya ndah, you guys are also in here yes. Awesome y'all”
“Iya dong kan we pinter”
“Pinter ngibul, hahaha”
The three let out laughter at each other but knew that the laughter felt like an insult,
“Ainur can what class?” tanya Beautiful
“I'm in class IPS 2”
“Wah means neighbor dong, but I was more advanced in IPS 1”a thin smile was seen signifying his victory against Ainur an outstanding student in his Junior High School is now under him
“Well but I entered the achievement invitation path, you guys entered the madirkan path. But fortunately also we are both in the class of IPS yes can share-sharing sisu” a spicy sentence thrown by Ainur as right about their faces
“Ya already yuk Indah we enter the class later late”
“Iya deh than here can continue to be late”
Like the victory game in the can by Ainur but he realized that what he just did will add to the enemy for him in the future.
But if he loses then the game will be over so many problems wait later.
Both difficult choices must be taken by a troubled high school freshman but he is already solidifying if he needs a win.
“Padahat still morning there is a problem, well do not think better I also to class”
Morning or day is the time I hate most in the world, I want the world always night so I am always at home no need to meet people.
Since long ago I was busy with various kinds of activities, tutoring, studying and school always met with various kinds of people. But in the end everyone is always the same, “munafik”.
***
(Akbar's Point of View)
(SMA Negeri xx Palembang, Men's Toilet)
“To the new Students Students please log into their respective classes for material notification in the School Hall” sound announcement from the Chairman of Osis to the new students
“Didn't pack kebelet pee pula” ocehku himself
Once in class I immediately urinate when class hours have entered, if it is too late can be critical.
"But lucky there are agus who want to choose a seat so not too worried anymore” said my inner
“Haaah finished also” immediately flush and get out of bathroom
“Her bathroom packs the smell again” said while confirming the belt
“Hiks...hiks..hiks” the sound of a child crying, very soft and calm as if calling someone.
I knew it was an odd sound, because from then on WC it didn't see any children passing by.
The entrance was only one hammer while on the edges only covered with green plants and plants.
Can't get in and out except through that door, but little heart whispered “If real little boy how?”
My feet that had originally wanted to leave the place had just stepped foot into the source of the sound.
Step by step, at that moment my feet began to be heavy filled with deep fear. I've heard voices like this but I'm still scared.
“Hiks...Hi.hi..hi...hikss" the cry began to lengthen like a laugh.
Her voice grew smaller and was behind the wall of the women's WC, “Nation*, besides why would a child mess around here?”
I was awakened now, but it was too late that my imagination had gone nowhere and could not think clearly until…
“Hei!” a soft but piercing voice surprised me
“Waaaa” I was scared to sit down squatting, my whole body shaking I covered my face with my hands so as not to see the apparition
“Hey what are you doing?” Ask someone to me
“Ha?” he spoke, I raised my face, and fortunately there I saw not an apparition but a woman in school uniform just like me.
“Haaa, who do I think I was?, it turns out that my fear is starting to diminish but my body is still trembling
“You...” “Eh yes me...” the woman pointed at me with a sharp look
“You can also see them?” the question from the girl surprised me a lot, although I was a late person to think but now I immediately know the meaning of his words
“Seeing them?” ask me
“Yes girls crying behind it”
My hair immediately stood up again, afraid.anxious.
“Ha girls?” I looked back at WC but didn't see anything “Where there are girls there's just a cry earlier, it's also sure I'm wrong with”
“No, she is there now she has stopped crying. He's looking at us both”
"Nation*, who is this woman, maybe she is a demon also time suddenly appeared out it knew there was a sound even see little boy” said my inner words
Without a long width I left the girl with a headband, until just a little far away I still feel bad air.
Running is the right decision. I left the girl alone knowing fear had come back to haunt me
I ran down the corridor of the school towards the classroom, not seeing any other students all already entering the class.
Arriving at the door of the class I am grateful that there are still no teachers entering, only the atmosphere of the classroom is noisy once felt in the market.
***
(Class X IPS 2, SMA Negeri xx Palembang)
“Bar, here” Agus waved the code so I know where my seat is
I approached him right in the back row, strangely I did not see my bag beside his bedside
“Where is my bag?” I asked Agus
“It's in front” point agus
“Well he said he wanted to sit down again?”
“No so I promised Harry to sit down with me last night”
“Harry?”
“Yes, that he” shows a boy with round eyes with a thin body and rather tall, his full name is Harry Prasetyo but often called Tio
“Gus” Harry approached Agus because of a need
“Yo, know your friend SMP...Akbar” Agus introduced me to friends since childhood.
“Bar, this is Tio friend since childhood I”
“Hello I akbar” I started shaking hands
“Tio” both hands we shake each other acquainted
“Ohh so already sat with Tio, then where's my bag”
“It's in front” point her
“And you'd rather sit in front so I've rented the place first for you”
At first I was annoyed that he was lying but seeing that Agus had found my favorite seat in the end I could not do anything.
In addition, I really want to be far away from the nature of agus installment.
“Ya already dak what, which is important also thanks for patenting the seat for me”
Immediately I went to my chair and wanted to sit quietly, understand after the incident in WC I no longer have energy.
I put the bag behind the chair so that I can sit more freely, before that I took out my favorite novel book “Laskar Pelangi” which I just bought last week.
A few minutes passed by with peace and tranquility began to return suddenly broken with the entry of a girl.
All the students in the class started talking about it, I just glanced a little at the girl after that continued reading the novel.
“While why also with the girl, I better not be close to him” thought I
Until he stopped in front of my desk, asked…
"Sorry, has anyone here occupied his seat?”
“Hemm” I glanced at it first, until I put my novel
“Padahan I want to stay away from this girl why even here?” my inner word
“Neither but if you want to sit next to it can still be empty kok” said I to tell him to leave in a polite tone
“Neither here alone is closer to the guru” table he is still standing waiting for my permission so that he can sit next to me
“Ya it's okay deh” I go back to reading novels
“Makasih” sweet smile seen from her lips
“Crazy pretty too when you look around, sweet pula” my dirty thoughts
But it's not just me who thinks like that, even though I read but I can hear other people talk.
Especially the big guy talk, plus the girl talk that crossed the line about the girl next to me.
“Hei is not her Ainur from SMP xx it is yes?, crazy beautiful also cuy”
“Iya try gebet aja”
“I guess he's not happy close to the guy”
“No doubt only pray mode, already pretentious pinter prettier snobs again”
Though I see her as a kind, polite and intelligent girl, I know that very well because I always judge the outward and inner appearance of a person.
I looked at her, that sweet face had now turned bitter must have been very painful if I had been her.
Well but I also felt the same way when I was a child, until I met Agus.
“Have not been heard, let it be like the wind then” my advice
“By the way we haven't known me Akbar Ferdi just call Akbar, if your name is?”
“Halo Akbar, happy to meet you”
The strange moody look on his face turned back cheerful as before, so quickly that I knew.he endured it.
I used to feel that way too, just smile and laugh everything will be fine.
It thought I was then but not now, if the smile and laughter were only the outside but inside the heart the pain grew even greater, as if wanting to die quickly!
“Do not hold..wake out” I said.
***
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
(Class X IPS 2, SMA Negeri xx Palembang)
A man I just met hasn't been sitting with for a few minutes I feel like he understands me. For some reason he felt what I felt, I began to think whether the man was the same as me.
The first time I saw a man who made me curious and amazed, would I be better off just being friends with him?
“By the way what is your name?”
“I Akbar, Akbar Ferdi”
“Halo Akbar , glad to know you greet me Ainur Rahma”
“Ainur yes, or I call Rahma only. Eh but in this class there is also a name Rahma later even difficult to call”
I laughed at her funny attitude,
“Teruhan anyway want to call what, the important thing is not to call “Ain” only because it means the eyes, if the word my mama used to be interpreted as the evil eye”
“Oh okay then the nickname Ainur, short nickname Nur so it means Light”
“Iya can”
That little conversation opened up a new chapter in my life, this is the first time I've ever had the pleasure of talking to a man.
Although his height is a bit short but he is quite handsome and kind feeling I said it would be better for me to be friends with him.
After the shower, I thought he could see a subtle creature like me.
“Nur I heard you entered through the achievement path but why even enter the IPS?” department his voice broke my imagination
“Because I feel more capable in IPS than IPA besides that my grade is not enough to enter the IPA” department
“Hemmm so yes, okay then I'm honest. Although there is an Ainur in this class but I will be the first champion in this class”
I got a tough challenge from a man I just knew but had invited to compete, but he was different from the people in SD and Junior High School I used to be.
They were competing by talking about me behind the face but he was resolutely challenging in front of me as if slapping my face. Confused to want me to answer what this challenge is, happy to mix confused I feel into one.
“Baik”
The first conversation ended after our homeroom teacher entered I tried to glance at him, I saw a look of hope and passion in his eyes.
Are you the same as my boy friend before, befriending me, approaching me and shooting me to be my girlfriend or do you have other reasons. Maybe...because I think he is different.but what does that sharp gaze mean?
“Starting today we are friends as well as rivals” said the man named Akbar
True it turns out that the gaze is proof.that we are friends.
In the social group I still choose to be alone while reading books, sitting in a chair by limiting the view of people with books.
The decision I made was a mistake but I had to continue, I did not want the events in SD and SMP to happen again.
The fighting incident led to trance, although others started I continued to be patient but when anger peaked my emotions devoured all views and he came to whisper
“Come even harder don't stop” a subtle whisper in my ear when it makes sense disappear
The incident continues to happen I who was eaten by emotions grabbing and clawing classmates even had other class children who tried to disturb.
After the fight I felt something strange with me, it happened continuously I often fight with women in my school.
I always win but strange I feel happy, not a good example for students if fighting, since then I was nicknamed “Princess Es” or “Princess Crazy”.
The nickname had no effect on me because of the academic and non-academic achievements I achieved, being first order was the key to keeping the people who hated me quiet.
Everything quickly spread about me until a lot of men approached me, shot and made me their girlfriend.
From 1st grade Junior High if I can count almost dozens of times I was shot by a guy. The reason they liked me was always just as beautiful, kind, smart and devoted.
Strange..my relationship has always not gone smoothly not a month I have broken up with my boyfriend.
When I broke up a few days later I changed my girlfriend again.it repeated for three times.
My heart aches to the point of not believing in men anymore all they say is always sweet at the beginning but it hurts at the end whether it is their nature.
In the end I decided not to date first and attached great importance to the lesson.
I thought it would be easy but those who know my problem spread if I was just “Play girl” the male teaser.
“It's enough!” whether men or women are the same because of my nature they stay away and when needy they approach
Is I just a tool for others but this is karma for me because often change girlfriends is not, I can accept it until a hurtful word at that time.
“Ainur. Fine in front but behind its rot” nature
At that time I lost control of myself making me attack blindly to cause a big commotion in the classroom.
Everyone gathered to break up but there was also watching so I could not move and was unconscious.
Moments later I realized that strange things were happening before my eyes, the children who were looking for me were possessed or possessed.
The teachers panicked a little and tried to calm the students down, in the event I saw one of the possessed girls smiling at me.
Either the feeling or it's because of me, without a second thought the teachers told the students to go out and go home early until the moment the religious experts came to cast out the demons that possessed the students.
“A..innnn...n” the whisper was heard back in the eardrum
I was looking around for where the sound came from but things were too messed up that I was shocked and thinking
“Is this my fault?”
(House of Ainur 18.30 WIB, After the incident of trance)
After the trance incident at school I began to feel strange to myself, I more often heard whispers at night even over time the sound of laughter, crying and moaning that came from nowhere.
My emotions came out so often that I was often angry even to the parents, the incident culminated when I was in 2nd grade Junior all the problems that I had broken up and made me lose my mind.
The nickname “Princess Es”, Play Girl, revenge on men and other problems made me try to commit suicide by stabbing a knife into the stomach.
Luckily, my mom and dad managed to stop if it wasn't too late, but I couldn't stand living in this world, and anger, grief and distress drove me crazy.
“Hiks...hiks...hiks...” mama's cry makes me undo the intention.
Papa who was cold trying to call someone a few hours later the situation began to calm down, only my next door neighbor who knew and helped at that time.
Moments later an Ustadz came to the house and checked on me, it didn't take long
“Princess someone ngutin”
“Nbigikutin? How mr. ustadz means”
“It looks like there is a subtle creature who likes the father and nempel on his body”
“Can in exitin no sir ustadz I pity my daughter”
“Can kok”
Calmly Mr. ustadz said the intention to help me, half an hour later I diruq’yah by mr. ustadz inside the mosque.
I was read by do’a, told to drink water that had been in the commute until my body was tense when pak ustadz tried to get the genie out of my body.
It took a long time for ruq’yah that I remember at 22.00 WIB, indeed I felt the impact of ruq’yah but in my heart still stored a strange feeling.
I don't think about it too much that it's important I'm healed now.I think.
(Akbar's Point of View)
(UKS, SMA Negeri xx Palembang)
I have been in school here for a week, indeed this school excels in strict regulations that can not be avoided. Stress and tiredness flood the body like the wind then tasks and homework are unceasingly burdensome.
Plus the club activities made me play time a little bit, I entered the extracurricular activities of the Red Cross Teenager I don't know what reason I entered the club.
By myself I have been united with the PMR, although seniority and discipline are the main all paid off when living all together.
“Kesama” is the main principle in the Red Cross although many problems came at the beginning of the meeting I could survive because there are friends in arms.
I was in charge of picket guarding the UKS space with Rahmadania and Khairina, sweeping, mopping, bedding and checking the completeness of P3K drugs.
All finished quickly even only takes less than an hour, the UKS room in my school is very spacious.
It has even been awarded as the widest and cleanest health room no-2 se city of Palembang after UKS SMA Negeri 1 Palembang.
“This is done just waiting for UKS, afraid if there are sick” patients
“Iya then I stay yes, Akbar can take care of the first right?” the Pinta Khairina
“Iya can today also Mathematics subjects must be just another exercise. Sir is rarely in, Rahma herself how to wait or return to class?” ask me to Rahmadania my classmate
Rahma and I are in the same class in IPS 2, different from Khairina, a child in IPA 4.
The number of all classes of my class there are 8 classes each consisting of 30-34 students, I think the superior school only accepts a few students but students here are too many for whatever reason, “uang or education”.
“I am here lah” replied Rahma
“Yes I have stayed first yes Ma, Bar” Khairina said as she passed
Khairina's departure led me to an awkward atmosphere, being alone with a woman I don't know how to deal with.
I who had been sitting for a week with Ainur could only discuss the lucky lesson he had from earlier playing HP.
Well somehow I have to melt the atmosphere,
“Ma I'm going to the cafeteria for a while, want a nitip?”
“Heh yes I can nitip Aunt Gun” tea
“OK, food?”
“Not ah still full, let alone still morning gini”
“Whoever I go bentar” I immediately put on shoes and headed to the canteen
(School Corridor, 09:30 WIB)
In my heart I felt very relieved to be free from that awkward atmosphere but on returning I had to do something.
"Well, when I come back” I thought.
My walk had slowed down when I entered the back canteen area and stopped in a dirty room and old “School Warehouse”.
"There's something strange about this barn "I stared intently at that uninhabited room until something moved inside. His size is like a human although it only looks a black shadow, in that state my body is surprised and does not respond to the movement “Why can not move anyway?”
The longer I felt the shadow of the creature getting bigger and closer to the window that was not covered in curtains.
I saw it.A large black creature was standing looking at me with glowing red eyes.
“Then I must be possessed, mending go” it is my plan but what good because my body can not be moved
“Hei!” someone patted my shoulder
“Hehhhhhh, waaaa” I was so shocked that I shed tears while squatting
“Not what?” the subtle sound of questioning me made me turn around and see who was behind me a ghost or a human
“I.iya I did not what” turned out to be a female student with long hair unraveled without using a hijab standing behind me
“Haah I thought the ghost was” I sighed and wiped away the tears so as not to look like a coward
“You saw it too?” the question I often hear from someone when I see a subtle creature is again thrown by the woman
I don't want to talk about the problem of subtle-creatures with other people, because my grandfather used to say that if I experienced supernatural things it would be better to keep it to yourself and not tell anyone else.
I think the reason is only 2 is that if I tell the unseen then he will come back to me and the second if I tell others they will definitely be involved.
But at that moment I realized that the aura of the student was huge and stinging, like an intimidating pressure.
A tall body with white skin, long hair, but his face was a little moody as if it did not have happiness.
“No...it's okay kok”
“You didn't see it clearly but I saw everything that wasn't clearly visible”
“Ha?” the words just now confused me
“The creature is still standing in the warehouse, plus there are other creatures that roam the school..a student and a small child.
“Lah why even discuss serem sih” things I talk to myself
“What's your name?” the woman asked me with a scary face
I then replied “Akbar..Akbar Ferdi.you can call me Ferdi”.
“Ferdi yes.you have a strong waiter” after knowing my name and saying strange things he just went up the stairs leaving big questions for me
“Child odd”
The canteen at this school is two precisely in the North and South, the canteen in the North adjacent to the Cooperative and meet with the creepy warehouse.
Since then I have never crossed the school barn alone and if I want to cross it I invite friends or even turn the road so as not to face the creatures in the school warehouse.
Day after day instead of staying away but I was curious to remember strange things often happen to me.
***
(Friday October 13, 2017, SMA Negeri xx Palembang)
Dusk approached the day accompanied by the singing of wind blowing blowing trees, the school has been finished since 3 pm but I am still here.
Well, I trained PMR to face the second race in the High School period, my first race was done in September and the results were really bad really bad.
Even though it was only the first time that our race was really tense and only got a champion of hope.
the jury was so stern and scary it didn't want a single mistake.
Of course, since the Red Cross's job is to treat injuries rather than to add to the pain, I'm increasingly interested in this extracurricular.
Not only did I study First Aid, but here I learned a lot about Leadership, World History, Blood Donation, and the activities of Healthy Teens Who Care for Others.
“One...two..three.triple average stretcher lift air”.
I served as a Leader in the Helper team maybe my big and firm voice or my help ability is better than my friends makes me appointed as a leader.
After treating the injured patient I and my team went through every obstacle prepared, I still remember every obstacle.
The narrow road obstacle an obstacle where me and my team had to pass through a small rocky road plus a larger stretcher size than the road made this obstacle quite difficult.
“Lettle stretcher..be prepared to pass the Swamp-rawa” obstacle.
The obstacle that made the clothes dirty where me and my team tried to pass through a swamp by dragging stretchers and patients from below.
Dirty, smelly and stuffy it is a difficulty in this obstacle but it is still easy to compare the next hurdle.
“Huhhh crazy tired also” new two obstacles is still one more
“Okay all, this time the heaviest and we do not like” even though we say things like that in fact the sense of pleasure and tension that we feel like we have been waiting for this from a long time ago
Lake or water resistance is an obstacle to lift the victim from one side to the other by crossing the water.
Because the school does not have a lake, we use the outdoor pool.
Little by little we entered the pool, carrying the victim on the shoulder was the heaviest thing.
When in the middle of the pool water has reached my chest plus the heavy burden of casualties does not make me want to give up and release the stretcher from above.
But if so the victim would drown in a pool with a self-belt and could not move, I know my friends felt a cold all over the body.
Because the water soaks and the stretchers are constantly getting heavier, the suffering is very deep.
Our passion and desire to overcome this obstacle was greater until we got through it.
Satisfaction and fatigue approached the five of us except Adrian only slept quietly on a stretcher while we were embracing his weight.
“Training until here first tomorrow we continue again, tomorrow there is a cliff obstacle so get ready mentally you” said a senior named Rizki
“Each yes kak” answer simultaneously all members of PMR class 10
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(North School Corridor, State High School xx Palembang)
Weight training finished smoothly satisfied and tired inexorable after this I want to go home, shower and lay down.
Before that, my friends and I had to clean up every exercise equipment, a long time was needed because the training tools were not small and the desk and school bench had to be returned to the place.
“This quick run out go home then rest” said I walked across the school corridor while carrying a PMI flag and a P3K bag
My leisurely walk suddenly accelerated the rhythm, an unpleasant feeling until I realized the place I was passing was the way to the school warehouse.
Don't have much time and tired of growing up all over my body inevitably I have to go through this corridor alone with courage.
“Tik..tik..tik...” the sound stuck up from the floor I looked up at the stairs for a few seconds until I turned my face
What is that voice? I guessed if it was the sound of people going down the stairs while hitting the handle because the ladder handle was made of iron or there was someone in the class who sounded something until the sound came out.
Think positive. - enough that I need to do now because the more I fear the more the devil is happy to disturb.
“Hahhh” I continue the road casually…
”Braakkk!” the sound of falling objects shocked me like a new gun shooting bullets an infinite shock flooded me. I ran away as fast as lightning but an unexpected incident in my life.
I saw a female ghost with her head almost severed where there was a red tie around her neck.Blood flowed from above her head to her feet that floated in the air.
His head lowered while his body hung on the walls of the school corridor, at that time I became a moving statue unable to have a mouth unable to speak
“Allahu Akbar..Allahu Akbar” I mention the name of Allah in my heart
I continued to see the ghost of the woman somehow over time he approached, my hair was not only standing but ready to be separated from the skin. My legs are limp helpless, I wish someone would help me,
“What is it? Why am I seeing this?” that was the first time I saw ghosts so clearly at school
“Go! O God of Mercy drive away the evil soul that dares to show itself…go to your nature, Jin”, a woman comes saying do’a driving away the ghost while holding a drinking bottle she splashed water towards the female ghost
I just saw the action was silent can not talk until my mind is completely empty, “Be aware!” the woman rubbed water on my face until I could come to my senses
Instantly I realized the ghost of the woman was no longer there was only a strange student I met at that time in front of the school warehouse.
It felt like in a dream believing in disbelief this was a real occurrence the first experience of meeting them until it became the first sheet for my life that began to change.
CHAPTERS I....FINISHED