New School Terror
Terror Increases

Classes occupied by Mira, Dewi, Zafran, and Irlan before there is an additional maple of mathematics already have a special air.

Zafran is still troublesome according to friends who witnessed him possessed. From the time he came home, it turned erratic. It could be morning when just entering, noon before recess, even almost home from school.

The unique habits that Zafran has always increase the level of fear of his classmates.

They think Zafran is not a normal person. Once twice a trance may be natural, but he's every day. It's amazing, isn't it.

Not long ago Zafran was possessed by a little boy who was playing with an iron ruler, knocked to the table.

Mira cries under the table instead of running away to save herself.

While the famous Goddess was brave against Zafran by challenging him to war jotos without weapons.

First Irlan prank Zafran's head, the end of the hustle watching people in a trance laugh.

As the little boy who entered Zafran's body angrily attacked back, only Irlan set the murottal. He thought calling Jefri was not necessarily going to his class.

There is only Zafran's behavior when possessed by astral beings.

Mira who can see also often do not realize there is a difference before Zafran act.

Zafran doesn't want attention. He wants to live a normal life. Indeed, the damn jurig-jurig from all over the island like a magnet keeps popping up closer.

These evenings Mira watches Zafran periodically. He's ready to run if Zafran gets weird.

"Oh my crush."

Goddess clucking. "Gue sambit lo mouth long ago."

Mathematics teachers are different from teachers who enter the classroom every day because of the busy working hours.

This time Mr. Munir is 52 years old with round glasses perched on his nose.

It was not only Mira who was vigilant, but all the children kept glancing at Zafran.

Zafran is already the mascot of Trimukti High School. Not an achievement but a record of contention.

"But not really if Zafran was possessed again the same dancer we talked about in the cafeteria?" whisky Goddess.

After they were from the cafeteria, a figure of a red-shawed dancer suddenly emerged from in front of Zafran and directly entered his body.

Be the man dancing the jaipong from the doorstep of the classroom all the way to the front of the blackboard.

At first they were afraid, but because they did not play the weapon, the Irlan whistled seductively to the figure.

**

The waist-ridden goddess saw Zafran dancing weakly with a smile that she thought was strange.

"Because he's a guy I'm scared of. That's it, isn't it, Mir?"

Mira who hooked hands to the arms of the Goddess turned her head. "What?"

"The girl we're gibbahin in the cafeteria. He's the one who got into Zafran?"

"Yes." Yeah."

The goddess headed towards Zafran while stomping her legs irritated. He poked Zafran's hair up his head to the right to the left.

The dancer instead smiled slantingly persecuted Goddess.

"Give me another smile!" The more emotional the Goddess.

"Dew, that. Not Zafran who's in front of you right now." Mira tried to stop the anarchist actions of her friend.

"It's just mumpung instead of Zafran can I do anything," sulut Dewi.

The hand of the Goddess who was still holding the head of Zafran was about to descend another act.

"How dare you tease my guy, huh!"

Plaque!

"The ant! Goddess!" Irlan hurriedly pulled Zafran from the Goddess.

And after being slapped by the Goddess, Zafran fainted.

**

Had it not been a woman, Dewi would have been beaten by Zafran.

Seemed men got slapped? Not very elite.

The aesthetics on Zafran's face were drastically reduced.

Taps! Taps! Taps! Taps!

The sound of people running from the front of the classroom distracts them.

The Goddess's eyebrows fused in wonder. "Gapain the Johan running around?"

"Kebelet boker kali" Zafran said.

They were on the book again.

Interspersed with light jokes every eleventh grade, the entire student was dumbfounded by the terrifying scene.

Right from the window to the left of class 11B, a body fell down from above.

"The antichrist!"

"Eh astagfirullah!"

"That's what!"

"Oh God!"

What just fell free down?

The humans.

Wh who?

"Isn't that Johan?" yelled one of their friends.

"Huh?"