My student's my future husband?
(S2) Ep 15. Darkened
Karin's phone is still connected to her best friend's first son.
“Yes, thank you, Sen! Auntie and Om Reza might be looking to school straight away!” karin said, then said goodbye and hung up.
Arsene's feeling is not good. His mind was raging and getting anxious. The girl looked fine at school. He did see it before the ashar prayer was seen chatting with his spiritual friend and then entered the ablution. After that he did not see her again, except for her bag which was still in her seat.
Arsene's mind is disturbed, he can no longer learn or choose to sleep. Zaara's figure had already entered his mind since the very beginning they met, although he judged Zaara to be quite strange. But Zaara's change of attitude softened on him, making Arsene pay attention to him.
Taken his thick black jacket, then grabbed the key of the motorbike. Arsene asks his grandfather for permission to visit the school, because his friend is missing. He could not lie to his grandfather, so Grandpa Jaya only advised to be careful with him.
Arsene drives his bike, splitting the streets that feel empty at night. The wind blew against his body. His mind was quite upset, only he kept thinking positively. He knew that Zaara did not have many close friends at school, nor did he know any of Zaara's close friends. However, there was a suspicion that came to his mind at that moment. He just realized it.
When Arsene gathered with Ricky and his friends, Arsene accidentally saw Zaara facing a female student from another class who wore a threatening facial expression. Zaara responded with a smile, then went into the classroom. Arsene has never seen or memorized the face of the long-haired student.
The big black motor arrived in front of the gate. He claxed his motorbike, so that the guard heard it. Looks like Aunt Karin and Om Reza haven't arrived there yet. He hopes to find Zaara at school.
A middle-aged man in a security uniform ran over and over hearing the sound of a motorcycle horn that night. Carrying a club, he approached the gate and opened it.
“Who are you?” tanyanya.
“I'm a student here, Sir!” arsene opened his helmet. Mr. Satpam knows his face because Arsene often parked the motorbike at school.
“You what are you here for?” ask again.
“There is my lost temen, I want to search here. But you don't tell anyone first yes, I want a mastiin aja!” arsene's light made Sattam suspicious.
“That truth? What class of students?”
“So I got a call from his parents, 12th grader IPA 5, sir! My permission is in!” her door.
“Yes, I'll help you find!” he opened a little school gate.
Arsene also entered and parked his motorbike beside the security guard post.
“When is lost?” ask the security guard again.
“He's from the afternoon, sir! He's my countryman. Last afternoon I saw his bag was still in class, so I'm sure that he must still be here.”
“Oohh... Yes we are in!”
Arsene immediately dispelled his negative thoughts.
A car horn sounded faintly, it must have been Karin and Reza who had come. Arsene asked Mr. Satpam to come over and calm them down, and did not tell him where he was here. Meanwhile, Arsene continues his search for the mosque, which Zaara visits most often after her class.
The existence of the small mosque was never locked by the security services, because there were no valuables there except infak boxes which are usually always managed by the mosque administrators every day. The young toska-colored mosque surrounded by a fish pond was dark, as all the lights went out. Arsene stepped on the terrace of the mosque that felt cold, then began to enter it. He turned on the lights and checked. Starting from the worship area, the special secretariat room of the akhwat and ikhwan, toilets and ablution places. But Zaara's figure wasn't there.
“Zaara where are you?” arsene said he began to panic while coming out of the mosque whose condition had returned before he arrived.
Because Mr. Satpam was not with him, he had to turn on his cell phone flashlight to check the classroom, who knows Zaara was indeed held captive by someone. Somehow his intuition told Arsene to walk down the dark and dense aisle behind the mosque. It was a passageway to the art pendopo, a place he used to visit to gather with Ricky. His heart was worried, but he had to try it.
He holds a strong phone that has been turned on by the flashlight. Like a horror movie alone, the passageway was actually not too long but somehow felt longer and had no end to it. The walls were drawn murals by art students with many strange images that he did not understand what they looked like.
Artistic pendopo began to be seen. He highlighted a small path to the pendopo, then arrived at a short staircase. Slowly he highlighted the things that were there. There are sculptures of animals, strange fantasy creatures, as well as paintings that seem to look quite sinister when viewed with these situations and conditions.
So quiet and quiet, there was only the sound of the leaves being blown by the night breeze, as well as the insects singing. So it was as if the wind was whispering quietly in his ear, making his hair stand up. The cold weather stabbed into the bone. He must be brave.
Nothing suspicious in the pendopo. The room looked the same as the last time he visited her. The layout of the goods is the same and does not change.
A flashlight reflected off his face as he turned and faced a clear glass in a small building next to the pendopo. He remembered Ricky's explanation. The building had been unused for a long time, although the students still used it as a storage area for art.
Arsene approached the window slowly still with insight in his heart. Suddenly his heart leapt high when he saw a terrible object accompanied by a slashing cry.
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