New School Terror
Part Two: Revealing the Secret Message

Read Indonesian history books accompanied by hot black coffee is a very fitting blend at night.

For a long time, a man named Irlan chose to live alone even though many people want to match him with good women. Since High School the nature of leadership and its stance is very strong.

The palm of his right hand held an old flame lighter engraved with the initials MSP.

***

January, 2021

Irlan put a motorcycle in front of someone's house. On the terrace there are residents sitting please on the rattan bench while smoking cigarettes.

Not immediately greeting like everyone in general, Irlan immediately set foot on the floor and snatched a cigarette from his mouth.

"Lo's not healed yet." He threw the cigarette butts on the ground, took off his jacket and sat down next to it.

Making friends in a new circle changes his life very much. Irlan nolep so often travel. Usually there must be an urgent need or very important if you want it to come. The last few times he was willing to go to his friends, leave time to study, just to see the news in person and have fun.

Irlan turned her head right next to her was Mirza. "What did you tell me to come here?"

Mirza smiled looking at the attractive innocence of Irlan. It's nothing, he was so obedient that he came for real after he said he needed to.

"Lo know I told you to come here not because there's something to talk about Mira, but this time I'm kind."

"He's a subtle quip?" inner Irlan.

"Lo likes Mira?"

The outspoken question from Mirza is clear to Irlan bengong. Mirza knows the fierce rivalry between Irlan and Zafran. They are not both men who are good at hiding feelings.

"Anyone can get Mira. Don't worry about me, you feel blocked."

Irlan smiled and then screeched. "How's lo? Still got the same feeling Mira?"

"There was. There's obviously."

Irlan flinched at hearing the answer twice. Nobody doesn't know they ended up like this. There is still love but cannot be united.

"The two can reverse why choose to hurt yourself?"

"It's my sacrifice. My choice." Mirza heavy heartedly explained. "When I lose it twice."

Mirza thrust her match at Irlan. "Gue believes more. Keep Mira fitting I don't exist."

Irlan took his gift. "Lo's condition is getting worse?"

"Sound gues. Look at myself I just had a cigarette."

"The cigarette is not on" said Irlan flatly. He remembered and saw with his eyes that the tip of the cigarette was still intact and had not been burned.

"It doesn't always end happily and not always a beautiful secret covered."

Irlan had noticed the look in Mirza's eyes towards the lighter.

***

Irlan kept in mind the intense meeting that day and their conversation. Repeatedly remains awkward.

"It's my sacrifice. My choice. Not always a happy ending and not always a beautiful secret covered."

There is a fold of paper that, when opened, contains the words: "Kasus suicides on the roof of the school".

So focused he thought Irlan had just realized his phone was vibrating on the table. He immediately raised the name Mira.

"Hello."

^^^"Lan, can you go to school now?"^^^

"Well?"

^^^"We're all here. Through the mango tree, I'll see Surya."^^^

"Lo seriously tell me to go when people sleep? Tomorrow we have material."

^^^"Dateng nak?"^^^

"Okay, I'm there." Irlan could not refuse. By nine o'clock in the evening, he should have gone to bed immediately to maintain a productive rest period.

Irlan pocketed the paper in his pants pocket and then moved in and took the keys to the motorcycle, jacket, wallet, and helmet.

***

Surya sits alone on the wall. One leg bent, one leg bent. Irlan must have been a long time up, it was better that he spent some time thinking.

"Why were they given trials and were tempted? Why should you find something dangerous while the hen is living life as if it is safe now?"

Just arriving across the waterway, Irlan heard Surya muttering. No matter what else to say, Irlan lifted her pants before jumping and marked where her feet should stand on a tree.

"The message on the paper yesterday made me swish. Who's under the Goddess's glass?" Surya still keeps the records found on the waiting room table, the Dewi boutique.

"Diete, Sur!" Irlan was already on top of the tree.

Surya's jumped. "The ant!" He stood up and spoke quietly but tried hard to let Irlan hear. "Lo naek what is so good?"

"Swimming boat."

"There's a path?"

Irlan jumped down smoothly. "What paper did you find. Try reading it."

Just reached into the pocket of the jacket Surya threw away his face while breathing heavily.

"Gue doesn't make sense, but come to think of it now I'm thinking what if it turns out to be true."

Irlan opened the folded paper Surya carelessly and read the contents in his heart.

"What does that mean?"

Surya feels guilty yet told the others. "Samperin them."

Irlan nodded still in confusion

***

The inscription on the paper is: "The restrained soul cannot go".