New School Terror
Inequities

The day the tragedy happened, Zafran was on school leave. There were interests with his parents before the business trip to Balikpapan.

At first there was nothing special. They shop at the big mall in Jakarta. Buy clothes, shoes, bags, glasses, watches, go to the salon, then go home in the afternoon.

His mother, Gina, went straight into the room exhausted.

Zafran was intent on going to the room as well, showering out was sleeping.

"Son." Hardi called his son.

"Why, Pah?"

"Your friend has tried his best. They have to be defended" said Hardi.

Zafran who is less moral after the father said seriously he actually looked right-left thinking he was not the self who was spoken to.

"Who does that mean?"

"Whatever happens - "

Zafran keburu. "What the hell is that talking about? Who is meant? What happened to him?" Tumben his father was acting strangely, he thought.

"Papa knows you've been through a lot. Believe me they are experiencing more events beyond reason. You just have to stay by their side, no matter what."

"Huhuh?" Zafran scratching the head.

"Papa go in first."

What's wrong with this world? It's getting sane every day.

Hardi does not usually give advice at length other than about stocks. From a religious point of view his father was not a very religious type.

Hardi up the stairs. Swiping a drop of water that was about to fall from the corner of his eye.

The leg of Zafran who was about to go up the ladder got the contents of the class group message.

' Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, friends of all.

Inna lillahi wa inna ilaihi roji. Also mourning the passing of Indri Fatmayanti from class 11D at 14.44 local time at Dwi Husada Hospital. Let us all pray for the house to be forgiven all sins and laid out his grave. Al-Fatiha.. '

"Huh? Indri's dead?" His eyeballs are coming out.

Then there was one unreadable message underneath from the Goddess.

' Ask for your prayers for the healing of Mira Fuadi, everyone. Mira is now in the hospital and is still critical '

"They're telling me nothing really."

Zafran dropped a totebag of various items then called anyone who was active.

"Chairman class! Is that not wrong news? Not prank? The real dong! Erah!"

Irlan who could be contacted at that time sounded out of tears.

"The whole story," said Irlan.

"You know me now! How could Indri die, Mira critical how the story!" snapped Zafran growled.

"Lo go straight to the hospital. We're all here."

"Byeah!"

Gina immediately came out hearing her son bluff.

"Are you screaming like that, Zafran?"

Zafran looked at the father's back, who a few minutes ago gave him advice as if something had happened and was now real.

Zafran came to the hospital escorted Mr. Kim.

All of which Irlan told from the beginning until the three ended up in the hospital.

After listening to the whole story the man turned deathly pale. Thinking about the things he used to feel, possessed, turned out to be fatal.

"How's mirza?"

"He was operated on" replied Irlan.

"Mira's still critical?"

Zafran turned to the left side. Aunt Hana and Ratih a hiccup is calmed by Jefri. The clouds are invisible.

"Woman, where?"

"Colat."

They must have been very upset after experiencing all this.

About three hours later the situation in the hallway of the ER changed to the arrival of Juan, none other than their cousin whom Zafran knew.

His scarlet face turned toward Jefri and immediately strangled the man's neck against the wall.

Om Pras took Kayla down and then injured them both.

"Astagfirullahalazhim! Juan, Jefri's freelance!" His mother, Indah did not think her son had attacked Jefri.

Dewi persuades Kayla to buy ice cream to stay away from the commotion.

"Kayla, come with the Goddess for ice cream."

Lucky Kayla is easy to woo.

"Patience, Juan! It's not a hospital!" nengkak Om Pras.

They didn't feel tense there.

"Lu promise what's the last time I'm with you?"

Jefri cannot speak. He broke a promise.

"What promise!" it was harder.

Surya withdrew from before them. "My anjrit didn't follow me ah, horrified."

Zafran followed Surya. "Follow."

"Lu keeps making Mira unsafe." Juan's voice intonation was low.

"Jefri help as much as possible, Juan. This is something that cannot be changed!" said Awan back after performing the prayer.

"Or what do you dateng-dateng snapped Jefri?" Clouds approaching. "We are both helpless! Our temen is dead! Mira critical! Mirza's operated!"

Jefri told Awan to retreat instead of facing Juan who was overflowing.

"Enough, Juan. I am ashamed to meet Mba Hana, Mba Ratih, if you are like this! You go back to Bogor and I'll be here!" said Indah followed sobbing could not bear her sister-in-law crying.

Juan took a breath. "Mom.. "

"He didn't know we could kill ourselves in all this, Jef!" Clouds are weak in the lives of others. "It could be that!"

"He's emotional, Wan."

"We can't get emotional either?!"

"Istigot."

Juan kicked the pot of plants, groaned angrily grabbed his own hair and went from before them.

Surya and Zafran who passed and had a lyric fight with Juan immediately close the body to the wall.

"Njir's berem."

"Corruption is not a child?" ask Surya.

"Comparale ... Slapped Juan can directly enter another realm lo, Sur."

"I'm just anjrit."

Prasetyo hugged the Clouds. Poor son had to go through the difficulties of facing his enemy until tears broke.

"You're doing fine. No need to regret. Hap, Wan!" Pras strengthens his son. "You managed to break their chains. Something could have been worse, you managed to prevent that from happening!"

"Do all the broken chains have to be gone, Om?" Jefrey asked in despair.

"God takes your friend so that he does not feel sick and miserable longer. Do you doubt God's word, Jefri?"

"Absolutely. It's just not fair that it's all affected, Om."