New School Terror
Part Two: Facts of Rangga Wirsana

Mr. Adit looks serious staring at the computer screen night-night. Mira asked for his help to check on alumni students named Rangga Wirsana but the information obtained was very unexpected.

Through the phone, Mr. Adit mentioned the name of the place that must be visited to talk about the figure of Rangga Wirsana to Mira.

Mira agreed to Mr. Adit's invitation. He wanted to know who Rangga was. His rest time was even sacrificed in order to hear directly related information. Without dressing up Mira immediately snatched the jacket to cover her sharpening and protect from the night wind.

Again open the door Mira saw the Clouds chatting with the Princess. The look on their faces seemed to be caught alone on the terrace.

"Where are the malems going?" Clouds of pleasantries divert the situation.

"Meet Mr. Adit."

Knowing the name of her teacher called Putri just stared at Mira without intending to explore further. Being close to the clouds does not mean being close to Mira. To him Mira is a mysterious figure.

"Well?"

Clouds trying to get an answer finally in vain left Mira to take a taxi. The sound of running from inside the house after the taxi drove suddenly surprised the Princess.

"Heh, where's Mira going?" shouted Jefri.

The princess blinked three times to see the bare face of Jefri, his senior who is known to be cool throughout school. Wow, that's right. The hair is still cool.

By the time Awan returned to the Princess' side while answering Jefri's question, the girl's gaze made Cloud misunderstand.

"Meet Mr. Adit said. Why do you see Jefri like that?"

The princess immediately regained consciousness. "Shock that there's a running voice."

Actually the Clouds know the Princess is fascinated with Jefri. His alibi is a lie.

"What the hell else you two are still alone" said Jefri.

"Whispering lo. It's gonna take me home."

"But!" It is said that even so the cloud. More insolent.

The clouds entered the house took the keys of the motor in his room and quickly descended.

Jefri would like to enter also there are no activities in the room other than sleeping and studying. Look back This princess is a bit different from her perspective. Is it looking so weird now?

"Why not go in?"

"Outside is more adem."

"Many demons outside. You want to be told to fight with the devil?"

"Huh?"

Clouds nudged half Jefri's body deliberately for talking about him. "Excuse me!" Don't forget his cynical gaze that makes the high blood of people who see rumat.

"Anjir," muttered Jefri relented for the sake of his image in front of the underclassmen.

"I'll go home first ... Sis?" It's strange to call Jefri "sister" because he can only talk now. His class brother went to college. "Mass?" Please save the Princess from embarrassment. He's confused Jefri said what.

"Call Jefri's father or Jefri's grandfather" said Awan.

"Quite a name," added Jefri.

***

Entering the restaurant area, Mira can see Pak Adit's old ash car parked at the front. His steps accelerated until the crowd was difficult to find the whereabouts of Mr. Adit.

From behind Mira's shoulder was patted gently. Mr. Adit first came to him who looked confused looking.

"There," show to the corner of the next room overlooking the view of the outdoor restaurant with small decorative lights.

Mira follows Mr. Adit while keeping his gaze in focus. There are ghosts everywhere. Why are they just standing still doing nothing. Why some people follow visitors. Fucking ghosts.

Mira sat down on the chair and immediately asked a question. "Where, sir? Rangga Wirsana really alumni of Binsat school?" Binsat stands for Bina Satya, their High School.

Mr. Adit thrust the paper that he had previously folded in half to Mira, let's see for yourself the contents.

"What'sthis? Biodata?"

"Hm. Biodata is short" said Mr. Adit.

From name, place and date of birth, name of parents, previous education, extracurricular participation, hobbies, achievements, to school committee records.

Apparently, Rangga had been tried by the school committee on suspicion of violence against his senior for reasons that were empty on his paper.

"This is why he got a trial why? How empty?"

"Rumornya Rangga fighting with seniors who have done seance," replied Mr. Adit.

What kind of reason is that, Inner Mira. "Seriously?" Even so only people like them could understand.

"Where do you keep working, sir?" After asking Mira was shocked by the writing below it again there was the date of Rangga's death. Lho?

"The ladder does not exist. Where did you meet?"

Mira even blinked her eyes many times to make sure her writing was not wrong. "Died?" So, what he saw at the funeral was a wandering spirit.

"This is the attachment." Mr. Adit showed me one more paper.

Mira pulled the paper. Read each word to make it clearer. Report of the death of Rangga Wirsana due to a car hit-and-run in the Grogol area. The name of the driver was a surprise.

Mr. Roni.

It means they've been in contact for a long time. Roni is very biad*b! In addition to killing Rangga on the grounds that Rangga neglected to cross the road when the car passed. The old man who was now buried in the ground also sacrificed his own student.

"When did you meet? Where's where?" ask Mr. Adit.

"Yesterday. The TPU Menteng."

Mr. Adit nodded slowly. "Information accurate. The point is that Rangga has died a long time ago. Did he say anything to you?"

Mira so beware the same words Rangga. He said he'd sow more flowers.

"Rangga just introduced himself as an alumni," Mira replied still not expecting.

Who's next?