New School Terror
There's an Unfinished Story

Yesterday just after Mira and Dewi screamed and shouted calling Surya and Jefri from the bathroom Om Hardi was the first to leave.

The advantage of people whose inner eyes are open is that they can feel, see their neighbors.

It's not Jefri's feelings from the first Om Hardi to keep stealing glances at him and Mira.

At first, Jefri was ordinary. But after Mira and Dewi continued to eat with the others Om Hardi permission to go to the toilet.

Jefri intentionally followed and he heard Om Hardi's conversation with the figure of the grandmother from outside.

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"Keep diibirin Zafran often possessed that? It is not possible ... It's so hard."

"Zafran doesn't know because not everyone can see."

"How serious? You want to tell Zafran?"

"So my business. Don't think about it."

"I don't know if there's no lo, Jef."

That's understandable.

Mira has trouble sleeping. Move position facing right, left, up, until down free.

Cklek'

"Whoaa, who is it!"

Mira pulls the blanket to her neck as her head emerges from behind the midnight door.

Not a ghost, he's a cloud.

"Whoa?" Almost out dirty swearing. "Middle of malem?"

There's a suspicion of bachelors going to the virgin's room at night.

The clouds opened the door wide. He stood on the verge of playing his fingers.

"Wan, you're not possessed, are you?"

"No.. "

"Keep what?" Mira is ready to float a pillow, roll, until the bottle is drunk if the child is possessed.

"Your injuries aren't bad, are they?"

"That's doang?"

"Gue can't sleep fearing a concussion."

Anjir. "Compared to this wound, my mentality now feels tested. Middle of your mall to my room suspicious know not."

"Lagian lo also diemm aja from school until home. I don't dare to talk first."

Men are still men. When he saw his close family members hurt his heart too hurt.

"Other times if you want to go in knock on the door first!"

"Normally not."

"That was years ago. We're teenagers, not kids anymore."

"Two days ago I was the same Jefri in your room."

"When? Why?" inquiringly.

"Take the charger with the laptop. As if I borrowed tuh balikin... "

"Well, his name's forgotten." Mira smiled hinting at something. "Reverse, gih."

The clouds retreated and closed the door again.

"It is."

Apparently the Clouds were told by Jefri who was waiting next to Mira's room.

"Other times Mira's own samperin initiative. Don't wait for the new nyamperin."

The clouds moved Jefri's hands shaking hands with him.

Jefri pulled his hand. "I won't let it happen again."

*

Staying in school as usual, Mira gets back-to-back questions from close friends.

"Jidat lo abis nyium asphalt or wall, Mir?" nosil Hadi menoel-noel forehead near his wound.

Mira put away the curse's hand. "It hurts, Di."

Dewi also fended off Hadi's hand that passed in front of his face. "You want to try to know how it feels? I'm helping here."

Mira shook her hands repeatedly so that Hadi went to disturb her.

"It looks like the Clouds are going crazy about the form of a lumping horse until you don't call," murmured Dewi.

"It's not her fault," martial Zafran was busy boasting a face in the small mirror of having a Goddess.

The Goddess clucked in wonder the handsome man always acknowledged his good looks yet boasted. It was not wrong that he chose the mediocre Surya.

"Jefri doesn't exist he should know the role of taking care of Mira."

"It is not the duty of the Clouds either," Zafran chanted casually.

The goddess looked up giving a fierce look. Why did he keep answering without being told?

Zafran realized the reaction of the Goddess was willing to shake or slap his face.

"It's not the Cloud's obligation. Dong's not his fault."

"Irlan, what do you think?" The Goddess unintentionally disturbed Irlan's calm.

Irlan finished his writing a little more. "The devil's wrong."

"Well!" Zafran blinked his eyes while pointing at Irlan in agreement. "One of the demons was nongol and Nyerang Mira."

The mangosteen mira did not care what they thought about who was wrong in this matter.

Then Irlan continued his words.

"It's different if you're possessed, inget is not the wrong one."

"That's real new!" exciting Goddess.

Mira just laughed briefly. "agree. Don't act today! I don't want to take another shot."

"Grandma's making lo nyungsep?" Zafran spouted laughter.

"Maybe. I kind of forgot," his alibi was embarrassed.

"If keeping Mira as Jefri's duty to Awan, what do we mean?"

Irlan's question was very unexpected.

"What is the answer ", thought the Goddess.

Taking care of yourself is hard. How do you take care of Mira? He could not drive away the genies with mathematical formulas or piles of money. To be honest, these two elements are important devices the Goddess lives after breathing.

"You don't have to take care of me. I'm a lot of trouble for people" replied Mira.

"Thankful deh. My life is pretty bleak now" murmured Zafran.

"Lo thinks what happened a thousand years ago until you live in the bleak present, Zafran."

"If I could pass the time I've been doing it for sins."

A quarter of the schoolgirls turned to their classroom door and a European-faced man looked inward as if looking for something from her beautiful eye movements.

Irlan did not know who he was, looking unfamiliar to the students from here.

"Did any pretentious boys stand there?"

The goddess twisting her body forward reflexively to stab Mira over the human she saw exuded a special attraction.

"Why the hell?" Mira turned her head and blinked three times knowing who it was.

"Gue said we'll see you again. Now it's proven, right."