
...“Adolescence is the most beautiful time. Especially during High School. So many stories created in it that can not be forgotten even though the age has increased and the time has changed. All will be stored in memory as the most beautiful memory.”...
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Niken just finished praying Zuhur. He entered the classroom and saw an empty class. There were only 3 people left, namely Sabyla, Fadhila, and Siti. The three of them did not pray because the moon was coming.
“Udah ready to pray, Ken?” ask Fadhila when Niken puts her purple mukena in the bag.
“Udah. What are you talking about again? How does it seem so cool?” niken asked as she pulled up a chair to sit next to Sabyla.
“This...we again discuss something important, Ken,” said Siti.
“Iya tau. That means what kind of problem are you talking about? Novel, motorcycle, hobby, or something else?”
“We again discuss about urban school, Ken.” Now it was Sabyla's turn to answer.
“Urban school? What is tuh?” Niken's getting close to her body, curious.
“This, about Noni Netherlands residents of our SMA, Ken,” said Fadhila.
“Noni Netherlands? Is there a? How come I never heard of?” ask Niken.
“Ih, you missed the info anyway, Ken! Even though the time of orientation of new students, the upperclassmen who became our coach already told the time of the school tour session,” said Siti.
“Si Niken will often not enter the group fitting orientation. He got the punishment. If we go around, He also does not exist because of the punishment that is loved by the upperclassman. As I recall, the four of us got the same group right?” sabyla explained.
“Oh, yes... I forget. So you, Ken, students who often talk to each other students in the group because they rarely join. Said they like to disappear mulu.” Fadhila nodded his head, understood. He had heard of it, but he did not know who the students were talking about at the time.
“Udah, it should not be discussed anymore. Not important. Now the story of how the story of the Dutch Noni who became residents in our High School.” Niken propped up her chin, waiting for her friends to tell her stories.
“This who wants to tell?” ask Siti.
“You're aja!” sahut Sabyla and Fadhila simultaneously.
“Oh, okay. Then I start yes...” Siti starts to open up the story.
“First, you know that our school building is part of the building was a former Dutch relic while still in colonial times?” ask Siti. Niken nodded.
“So, our school building used to be one of the stops of the Dutch soldiers. You could say, this place is their main headquarters in this city.”
“Terus?” ask Niken curiously.
“Ck! Just stop, Ken. Patience. That's the Siti again the story,” decak Sabyla annoyed at cutting the story.
“Hehehe, sorry.”
“Already, do not need to be continued. Siti, please continue the story,” said Fadhila mediated. They all regained their composure and listened to Siti who told a solemn story.
“So, he used to say there was a very beautiful Dutch Noni. The word is that he is a flower in this place. Continues, the army's lead general fell in love with this Noni.” Siti paused her story. He took his breath to neutralize himself who was beginning to feel goosebumps. The three of them listened seriously.
“Nah, this Noni does not like the General because this General is famous for liking female mainin. In addition, Si Noni is already like one of the soldiers who are under the command of the General.”
“Udah, Siti. No need to care, continue the story,” said Sabyla.
“Sampe where was it? Oh, I like one of the soldiers. Well, so the news came to the General's ears. The general did not receive the same news because He had repeatedly tried to tempt the Noni to fall under his charm, but did not succeed. The general felt his ego was hurt because He considered him more than his subordinate soldier, both in terms of face and wealth. Bentar, I drink..”.
Siti gulped down her drinking water which was only half a bottle until it ran out. Then he went back to his story.
“Si General has been out of all his junk to Si Noni earlier in the hope that Si Noni will turn to Him. This general showcased all his property and assets. But, still the Noni chose the army under the General because his heart was already lured to the soldier earlier. Long story short, the General was very angry with the decision of Si Noni. So, one night, he called Noni to his study while the other soldiers were resting in his room. This Noni is going to work as a kind of service.”
“Oh, so Noni was killed?” guess Niken cut the story.
“Sst... Niken, guess later. We hear first the story of Siti until it is finished,” Fadhila reprimand. Niken immediately fell silent and again heard quietly.
Siti continues her story cut by Niken. “Si Noni called to the General's room. Automatic Si Noni this is why He is called nights. This general didn't answer even nyuguhin drink. Noni is willing to refuse, but General maksa. He threatened, if the Noni does not drink he will not give permission to leave the room. Because forced, would not want this Noni to drink. But, just a few gulps, his gaze began to fade and long darken. Si Noni fainted!”
Siti again paused the story when she realized that her other friends had joined the four of them. They seem curious too.
“Sit, Why stop? Continue,” pinta Azizil who helped hoard.
“The next day, the soldier was surprised because he did not see the Noni. Usually, Noni always comes to jumpain him every morning even though just a greeting. After 3 days passed, this soldier had not met nori. First he thought Noni went where it was, but the more here the soldier felt awkward. He also began to ask the other soldiers to see the Noni what not. Average answer is no, but there is one soldier who said that he had seen the silhouette of the Noni entered the General's room a few nights ago.”
“Eh, 2 and a half hours. You guys don't eat lunch? Back in,” asked Aqil, the class leader.
“Not a fuss!”
“Nanggung, jerk again.” Those are some of the words that they are throwing at the same time. They refocused on the story and ignored Aqil.
“Si this warrior is starting to nyeledikin about the case. He just can not be arbitrary because he wants how the rank of the General higher. After struggling, finally almost 2 months later the Noni was found in the basement of the General's room, already a corpse had even rotted. The general was arrested and asked for an explanation. From the description given, the General said that he raped the unconscious Noni before being killed.”
“Udah, done!” exclaim Chike.
“Lah? How is it doing?” exclaim them compact.
“Ya is so doang. He said since then, people began to see the figure of Si Noni who hung with the same clothes she wore before being killed. He said the General's room is now the secretary's room. People who have ever entered there must be average at ngaku if the air there is different. How much is it..”
“Continue, many have seen the figure of Noni, Sit?” asked Aisha who was sitting behind Fadhila.
“He said there were some people who saw. They often feel creepy if they have entered the kepsek room. They also tell stories that sometimes they squirm like a girl figure passing through the walls connected to the language lab. First people don't believe it because they think it's just a hallucination. But because there are already many people who tell the same thing, do not want to believe. So that's it.” Siti closes the story.
“You dare, Zil?” ask Sabyla.
“Boan what?”
“Test the guts to the secretary room,” sahut Sabyla kalem.
“Ngak! Crazy, no work!” azizil yang fast. While they all laughed.
“Eh, it's almost 2 hours. We'll continue the story. Let's have lunch now, yuk! Later afraid to hunt the bell in,” invite Fadhila. They split up again, sitting down to each other's places.