MY name is Naima
Basic Olla

This morning...

I woke up from my sleep, and seeing that she was still sleeping in the chair, maybe she was tired of looking after me. I can't wake him up. As usual, I took a shower and put on my school uniform.

" Mr Naima is awake, sorry mbok mbok mabangan, ouh mbok mbok mbok" said mbok Warti a little sorry.

" Today we buy food outside, I will call Mr. Gun to buy food" I replied.

"Don't kid, Gun sir sleep here"

"What really happened ?" ask mbok.

" It's okay mbok" I replied.

I don't want to tell you anything, I don't want to think I'm hallucinating or this is a child's delusion. So I told him nothing and chose silence.

"Mbok, well, we'll meet Mr. Gun" I said excitedly .

I hold my hand mbok, we walk down one by one stairs and go to the room where Pak Gun is resting.

Tok...

I knocked on the door, then Mr. Gun opened the door. He looked clean and tidy, and I asked him to help us buy food for the four of us. The middle-aged man nodded his head and went to buy food, this time he chose to ride the motorbike because it was more comfortable.

In just 15 minutes, he had returned with food for the four of us. We ate together and joked like family. After eating, he took me to school.

"I don't want to get in the car, I want to get on the bike" I said.

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"Mother Ningsih will be angry if you ride the bike son" replied Ms. Warti advising.

"Why everything is always forbidden, what's wrong if I ride a motorcycle mbok" I argue.

"Your mother doesn't want you to get hurt, son!" mbok said Warti.

"I'm fine mbok" I said convincingly.

I am soft-hearted, but I am also stubborn. Today I went to school on a motorbike, the wind blew on my body, I felt this like the scent of freedom for me, the warmth of the sun touching my skin. Arriving at the school gate, I kissed Gun sir's hand, all my friends looked at me and I didn't care.

Today, I face a daily repetition of mathematics with no preparation at all, lately I also rarely study at my house because of some events that very much consume my energy .

Criiiigggg....

The entrance bell had rung, as usual before the class began, we did a prayer together and after that Dina's mother offered a question of repetition to all students.

"No one cheats, if you get caught cheating on you! " said Dina's mother warned.

I am grateful that I have a good memory to remember all the formulas, I easily do all the problems quickly. I finished the task early. Dina's mother told me to rest first. I picked up my favorite comic and I went out of class to sit in the park in front of my class.

It was my first time sitting in the park in front of my class, quite cool. I sat on a bench under a shady tree and I read my favorite comic.

" What's your brother doing there?"the voice asked me, I turned towards the voice, a little boy was hanging on a tree.

"Hey, you're down! " i said to the boy.

"Waow ..cool..so quickly you go down" I said praising him.

"Not a ghost" said the boy.

The boy walked around me and his eyes looked at me from the bottom up.

" Hiiiii!" while closing his eyes.

"Hey, open your eyes! The one who should be afraid is that I'm not you" I said in self-defense.

The ghost of the little boy then opened his eyes.

"In that big brother's body, how come there are so many spirits, isn't that scary?" said the little ghost while stepping back away from me.

" Hey, you're here sitting next to me "I said sok gaul.

" Ok brother, I'm OTW there."

And in just a blink of an eye he was already sitting next to me

"You're a gaul ghost, huh? " tanyaku.

"Not really, sister, but I can slang too, I've been hanging around for a few years" replied the little ghost confidently.

I also started talking to him. I finally found out that the little ghost was named Olla.

"Oooo.your name is Ollaf" I say and then I smile at him.

"Not Ollaf, but Olla" the little ghost refuted in an annoyed tone .

"Huhaha...." I laughed, the face of the little ghost looks so funny.

The break bell rang, all the students went out of class and took a break. I was choosing to go into class to take my lunch that Gun bought earlier this morning. I ate too and Olla just smiled as she looked at me, today is a funny day for me, I met a small and kind ghost.

" Sister, I want to be your friend because if I keep wandering around, the bad guys will use me for vile deeds" Olla said pleading with me.

"Bad people? What do you mean Olla? " much confused.

" Those who are weeping are lo kak, sometimes they use spirits to do witchcraft or other " replied Olla innocently. I looked at the little ghost closely.

" Olla why did you die, what really happened? " take a ask to him.

"I died when I was 5 years old, when I was little my father married a woman brother, but the woman did not love me feet, every time my father worked I was always tortured " he answered while crying sobbing. Hearing the story, I became unappetizing, then I stopped my hand from taking food and I closed my food supply.

Olla continued her story.

"My father did not believe me or try to find the truth, he believed more in his wife's words.Soften because I could not bear to run away from my sister's house, at that time I was sick with fever, and I was sick with fever, my stepmother did not take care of me, sometimes she did not give me food and always made me a tool to vent her anger. I was in the tree because it was the place where I took my last breath, right where my sister was sitting" Olla said with a sad face.

My heart is sad, a little child should be a victim to the fault of his parents, a child who should have gained affection but instead his life should end tragically. I hugged the little Olla, the sweet-looking little ghost in my eyes, she smiled and from this moment on I allowed Olla to always be with me. The doorbell then rang all my friends running into the classroom, because the lesson was about to begin, this time Olla sat on my desk and watched me who was taking lessons in class.

Olla is a cute and cute little ghost, her behavior is not much different like a 5-year-old child, Olla also likes to play, I had seen him playing with the globe on top of the cupboard, spinning the globe, because all the students were focused on the teacher's explanation so that no one saw the awkwardness.

this is not a plagiarism story yes guys, this is my own work thanks :)