Monkey School
glared

The guardian of the party decoration in the fog, only he who sees a monkey turn bigger and bigger only he who sees a monkey turn bigger and bigger running will pounce on him. Madan chased Bem away from the mbah Mustache. The mouth of the Mbah muttered kamit, he glared gushed, his behavior changed into the behavior of a frightened monkey.

The riots tore at the heart, unilateral visions said they were joking in the hand against a glass full of wine.

“Hey, hey! Bem must be drunk again!” Emon glanced at her flushed face.

Twice the treatment of swallowing three peppercorns managed to resuscitate him. Realizing that Bem was possessed, he rubbed his forehead very strongly observing Yani's fear-looking gelagat. The teams speeded up to retrieve the party's ornate device.

Tari has been a witness to her son made the tumbal as a tribute to the Haranja family. The next target is the future grandson of Tuja, the demon monkey has been eyeing his blood.

“You don't want or don't like, their relationship we can't separate. You must remember sir, a few years ago Mr. Hoka closed the dark secret meeting of our foundation”, said Karsida with a sigh.

“But what if tonight's review we fail ma'am, it's my fault I forgot the big days of that requirement” Toja said frantically.

After the shaman was able to treat Lia, the student's body temperature often had a high fever. He was not attending school more often. His classmate delayed visiting because he heard the news he was brought to penang for treatment.

During the second break, third grade A was busy practicing the dances that would be presented as a show of Pension school event. The event will be held in three days, the members of OSIS are also busy wandering around completing their tasks. Bilqis does not have a long scarf or cloth as a dance property exercise.

Theme choice of monkey rocking dance

The dance from the island of Bali tells the story of the dancer's battle between Limba and the prince and the monkey tribe. Usually every time practicing in the dance studio room there is never the slightest problem. On this day, students and schoolgirls dance like it wasn't her who performed the dance.

The flute most sharpens the musical accompaniment to that dance. When the music stopped, they continued to dance to the distinctive themed clothes. Three students wearing long cloths that tie their waist shrewdly flexed their movements.

The rest of the students and other schoolgirls gawked, a step back seeing their pair of eyeballs turn red. Doyo reported to Miss Lele about the strange to Dira, Sisil and Ega. A bowl of steaming meatballs ready to be greedily left by Miss Lele just like that. Bu Bana came to pursue, one room noisier art uncontrollable.

“What is this? what's with them?”

Lele ma'am's hand was bitten by Ega, his teeth were stuck very deep, blood was flowing in the suction like a zombie. Bana slammed onto the floor while pulling her body. Mr. Geha and Mr. Wala were forced to tie his hands and feet. Likewise for Sisil and Dira, panic connected to the legion that jumped up the window. He plunged free from the height of the second floor, his head smashed, his eyes opened in welcome to the cry of his hysterical disciple watching his death.

“Legi! Hiks.”

His body was brought back to the funeral home. The principal, the staff of the teacher council, offered their condolences and apologized as much as possible to the Legi. Isak cries to see the body of his son, want to feel like beating or berating teachers who are banged without supervision. The student died while the teaching and learning process was still ongoing.

“Honestly Legi's death has been recorded by the demons who play around in the school area. They liked his weton, the human aura attached to him” Mbah's mustache spread incense smoke inside the principal's room.

“But if this is the name of our foundation will be smeared, it could be most likely that many parents are starting to fret out their children” Tuja let out a long sigh.

A few hours ago before the school was dissolved, the parents of the student were called in to his room. Each one was given a brown envelope. One of the students' parents wanted to return the bribe.

“This is not a sign of apology but money to shut up so that we do not widen the problem” mumbled ujang.

“Before I apologize sir, ma'am. I can't take this money. Although we are small people, we only want the safety of our child.”

Sayings slapping Tuja and carxide, how not? Inside it is worth five hundred thousand rupiahs. The foundation that has stood for a long time is already famous for its awesomeness. Lots of kids playing there. They often see monkeys wandering around accompanying. The gripping chaos in the village is every before the magrib children are not allowed out of the house.

There has been a chaotic atmosphere in the village of Bidara, a boy lost until now not found. Shamans or they termilahkan called smart people and then go looking for Didi.

“Pak Ujang please accept our gift. Think of it as the cost of treatment if the father is sick. We as the school will be fully responsible”

He had to obey all the words of the officials. Little people cannot raise problems, with a heavy heart bring their children home. The shocking news brought the arrival of journalists asking questions and even fiddling with the ins and outs of the story in it. The following days that passed the bribe, the bad value of the foundation changed very well handled.

The sound of a herd of monkeys shaking one of the branches of a tree. The feathers goosebumps, the tall man pulls his partner's hand.

“Quickly, otherwise I would have been reluctant to come to this school” Nendi rubbed his back neck.

Vehicle leaving school gate. Inside the foundation is the home of Tuja and Karsida's children and grandchildren. There were no strange sounds coming from the building. Inside they often have nightmares. Throwing away a runy thought on this day, Tarjo hit his own head. Inside the subconscious felt a monkey-shaped black shadow pressing firmly on his head.

“Hei pack wake up sir!” Karsida pulled out her hand which felt very cold.

“Monkey!” her screams opened her eyes.

“What dream father?”

“There's a big monkey pressing his finger on my forehead bu.”

“Don't mention that name sir, it could be a monkey prank attack because of a late session on the tray”

“Bapak has handed three times the centipedes we usually put near Gapura bu. Fortunately, I quickly woke up.”

“Pak, then how about Mbah Mustache pack?”

“Mum don't think of the mustache. Your husband is almost dead.”