New School Terror
They're Still Afraid

Mr. Roni entered the clinic to meet the four students. Two he knows, two others he doesn't.

"Irlan, you can rest. Must be having lunch, right?"

"Yes, sir."

Jefri and Mira greeted Mr. Roni with a brief smile. They code each other out as well but none of the initiative goes, Irlan himself.

Mira though did not want to participate in the conversation of two ghost handlers. He wanted to eat in the cafeteria with Dewi, not with them in the clinic anyway.

"The father was also surprised that Zafran every day possessed but his figure is different."

Mr. Roni is an Indonesian teacher. He was the only teacher who used to overcome Zafran.

Jefri realizes the four of them have abilities beyond normal humans. At the beginning of the introduction, Mr. Roni admitted that he was sensitive to mystical things since Junior High.

"The days of Junior High were frightening for me, too, sir. Pas SMP my inner eye open and jreng! Look at the face on my head, I fainted dong."

"We're both descendants of grandfathers, sir. Usually Zafran's case is because he can see too and there is no protection. So those who see Zafran and are interested can go straight in" said Jefri.

"What do you usually do with the juring? No macem-macem, right?" ask Mira.

"I read a prayer, Neng."

"There are usually many tuh, sir, who people bring offerings to their bow. Not going to another one" Mira said.

Jefri patted Mira's back gently. "He's still scared."

"Humanity, Jef. It's not normal to not be afraid of them."

Jefri jolted spelled out abnormal. "About Zafran moving classes could, sir? It's been three weeks. Kasian then continue."

"You don't know, son. That's not my scope, admin's taking care of class mutations."

"Maybe graduated from here he'll go to a mental hospital... " And again, Mira roasting the unconscious Zafran. "Aren't you awake, Jef? There's no case of a dead man in a trance, is there?"

"Mba," said Mr. Roni.

"Don't say ah. There are teachers too" Jefri said.

Zafran's consciousness slowly returned. His eyes moved from left to right and remembered the last ghost that was roaring his body. "Whoaah!"

Zafran sat screaming loudly until Mira screamed in a jolt hugging Jefri's arm.

Jefri and Mr. Roni were shocked but not much.

Spontaneously Zafran pulled out a blanket to cover his eyes. "Wewe gombel, anjrit! Wewe come back again!"

Mr. Roni approached the child who was still hysterically frightened by what was experienced. "There's nothing, Zafran! Heh! Shamefully screaming. Aren't they?"

Zafran crying. Not scared, but ashamed to cry there was Mira there.

Jefri patted Zafran on the back pitying him. "Udah is not there. "he said calming.

"New indihom boy huh lo?" mira said timidly Zafran shouted again.

"Zafran!" Roni called the boy again.

Zafran dared to raise his head and look at them.

"Nothing, is it?" Mr. Roni made sure there was nothing stuck around Zafran.

Zafran. "Sir, they're not ghosts who disguise themselves as students, are they?" show it to Jefri and Mira.

Mira flicked Zafran's index finger. "We're both alive. We just went to school here, I'm the same class, too, unconscious?"

"Astag." Mira felt invisible let alone considered.

"Lo was possessed from first entering the classroom?" Jefri smiled.

"Don't match, Jef. Ntar he's in a trance again berabe us," said Mira remained vigilant. He is most anti-facing with people in possession, unless there is Jefri.

"Well, crazy." Jefri rubbed his face. He stared for a moment Mr. Roni, "But he's new, sir. So many are curious."

Jefri's intention was that because Zafran's inner eyes had opened not long ago many ghosts approached him curiously. Usually want to diospek how strong and brave people like us.

"When can you see ghosts?" ask Mira. "Oh, Jef! Someone's passing by the door. Aaaa... " Mira closed her eyes with her arms.

Zafran gulped first and replied, "One month? Two months? Not long ago the point." His eyes turned to the door after Mira whined. "Wadoh! It's all about seeing who the hell is.. !"

The one peering at the door of the clinic was a pale-faced woman with no mouth but from her eyes out like blood.

Zafran. "Snipples in the guy's toilet, there!" His hand drove out that frightening figure.

"Read the prayer if you want to move," said Mr. Roni.

Jefri shoved Mira's hand from her face while whispering her ghost was gone.

"Oh my God, sir. My mouth was pawing from earlier didn't see?" sambar Mira was not calm.

"It's on why the hell do I connect?" Zafran was finally able to ask the person of the same fate.

Roni replied, "Yes depends on how you are, son."

"Many prayers" Jefri said.

Zafran wants to say, "That's it. The thing is, every time I see what, the prayer reading goes blank, my sudden amnesia."

"The key is not to be afraid."

"Human, Jefri." Mira's got every Jefri saying don't be afraid of anything. "The name of the person, the perfect form see those whose form naudzubillah instinctively shocked and afraid."

"His form is so willing to be flanked? Can they be dressed, Neng?" Roni calmly asked.

"Talking to a jurig handler won't work out." Mira's still with Zafran.

"Where is it calm?" Jefri.

"Simme down! I went back to the ntar class again!" zafran said he was afraid to go to class again.

"Falem." Mira patted Jefri on the shoulder and proudly said, "There are Mr. Roni and Mas Jefri who take care of jurig."

"But males... " Jefri ogah's. "Learning is not afraid first, if it can be in the future is fine."

"Rubber."

"No guarantee?" sahut Zafran's.

Jefri. "I'm also possessed sometimes."

"ten! Kaga need to hack it then." Zafran.

"God! Your talk ... guarded," said Mr. Roni.

"Oh yes maapkeun, sir." Zafran wanted to know what they had. "Here are those two lovebirds or how does the concept have an inner eye as well?"

Mira almost grabbed Zafran's mouth. Sejoli.

"Brother," brief Jefri.