My Ghost Friends
THEY'RE BACK

In the morning as usual, I went to school. This time he brought his rest. The mother forced her daughter to bring the bag.

"Please take care of yourself, baby. You're gonna worry about us" Rita's pinta was so considerate.

"Okay, ma'am," said Sekar according to.

Although he felt nauseous if he ate too much, but the gaze of the mother who looked at him was full of worry, making Sekar swallow all his food.

Now he walks slowly, getting into his class. It's been since yesterday since he fainted that girl hasn't seen an apparition. He is actually happy, the day will be passed calmly.

"Strong!" the girl looked.

Danar got off the motorcycle, he was piggybacked by his father. After kissing the back of his hand, the teenager ran after Sekar.

"You're better?" tanyakanya.

Both sit on the back bench, in the middle row.

"I'm fine, thank you," said Sekar.

Relieved, he sat down and began to slap his face in the folds of his hand.

"You sleeping?" tanya Sekar lirih barely made a sound.

"I slept late last night. There's still half an hour, right?' answer the teenager.

He finally let Danar sleep. Some of the disciples started to enter, they looked at Sekar and Danar then whispered. The girl frowned.

"Eh .. yesterday you said he caught Mr. Ahmad hugging in class huh?" accuse one of his classmates.

"What's? Where'd it come from?" sahut Sekar certainly denied the allegations.

"Alah ... say aja. Pake belaga fainted again, let's not woo!" other sahut.

"I'm not that!" snapping Sekar began to emotion.

Now, the girl began to feel the loss of her ghost friends. It used to be that when he was close to his astral friend, he easily turned things around and made all of his fears.

"That's the basic itchy woman you are!" hina one of the class students.

"I'm not like that!" stir Sekar shouted.

Some girls started to shake his head. Someone even pushed his shoulder. Till.

"Whisper!" snarl Danar until all retreat is orderly.

"You can shut up!" press again.

The teacher came in shortly. Danar clucked irritably, his sleep time interrupted. He looked at the friend who helped him yesterday.

"Did you look at me? You don't have a crush on me, do you?" ask Danar cynically.

Once silent, he now tried to focus on his heart lesson so sick with Danar's words just now. He held back his tears by sighing slowly so as not to disturb the other children. Sometimes he rubbed his eyes violently.

"It hurts!" he swore in his heart.

His heart was so painful, he thought that Danar was only pretending to be nice to him. The student sitting next to him must have saved himself so as not to be accused like what was thrown by one of the female students.

'He ran away, but yesterday I didn't ask him to help me, ' he murmured so sadly.

Bell rings. Danar opts out of class and goes to the cafeteria as usual. This time Sekar also out of class, he brought his lunch box. Until suddenly.

Sreth! The box changed hands.

"Hey ... give it back!" his yell.

"What's this?" the student opened the box.

"Return!" yell out again.

Prangs! The supply box was thrown, its contents scattered.

"It's not our fault, is it?" said the girl laughed softly.

"What's this?" a voice made everyone quiet.

"This sir, Sekar throws his own provisions!" report female students are lying.

"Blue?" ask the teacher. "Clean it!"

"It's not me ...."

Three girls who disturbed Sekar earlier giggled amusedly by closing their mouths. The three also left. Sekar was forced to take a broom and clean the fried rice scattered on the floor.

"Sorry Mom," she was sad.

The girl took her lunch box. He looked at Danar there, the teenager saw everything, but he just kept quiet and thought it was all unimportant.

I chose to sit in the park. Her tears flowed so slowly. He missed his astral friends. The girl began to think, if all humans are evil.

"How's Sekar?" a figure stood there with long hair dangling.

The figure combed the edge of his hair, then looked his broad face and black. Then two more creatures parachuted much more horribly.

"How does it feel to be friends with a Sekar human?" ask a person who looks like a woman.

"We've only left you for a day, you've been colonized like that" continued the figure of a long-haired and slightly dreaded little boy.

Blood dripped on his two fangs. His eyes were of no color, Sekar did not know. Then another astral creature appeared. The smell returned, the girl smiled meaningfully.

"We're back now,"

The break bell is over. Now back to the classroom with a step drifting like cotton. The girl returned flat-faced and expressionless. He sat down and faced straight ahead.

Danar glanced at his compatriot, he felt guilty not defending Sekar at all earlier. But, apparently Sekar returned to his own world.

"Sorry," said Danar lirih who was not heard by Sekar at all.

"Good morning to the kids!" sahut Bu math teacher.

"Mother afternoon!" yell all students.

"You're testing today!"

"Yeah ... Ma!" all the students are upset.

"if you don't want to, please come out and immediately I give you the value of zero and alpa!" threaten the teacher.

All grumbling, Sekar so calm got the problem. The girl is very smart in all lessons, Sekar entered the rank one in his school when in the village.

The girl looked back at all her answers and recalculated. After being sure, he was only waiting for time. He closed the paper so that no one could copy his answer.

"You're done now?" tanya Bu Teria Simalungun, a math teacher from North Sumatra.

"Already Mom!" the girl replied so sure.

"Discover!" Bu Menu called the girl.

Now go ahead and bring a paper following the answer. Everyone is upset about it.

"Don't he cheat!" accuse one of the students.

"I'm the new kid here. Where am I cheating?" sahut Sekar defended himself.

"Do I need to write the answer on the board?" his challenge.

Sekar stared intently at the female disciple who had accused him of such things. The girl named Della was scared. My gaze became so scary.

"Well .. This is true all the answers!" exclaim Bu Bermen happy.

"You may rest first!" tell the woman.

Sekar nodded, he again stepped so lightly, like hovering.

"That's what's the tree on earth. The way the cake drifted?" knock one of his friends.

Everyone looked at Sekar walking. The girl stepped on the earth, only her steps were so light that she thought she was floating in the air.

Sit back in the garden chair. The girl spoke with some of her friends. He went back in and went home without any burden.

"Strong," call Danar lirih.

Honey, Sekar did not hear the call of the teenage boy, the girl focused with friends who never hurt him in the world.

Seriate.

Ah ... Vodka ...

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