The Underwater Palace
Boys in Class

The clink of the bell rings many times a sign if lesson time is over. One by one the disciples had come out except for me and one of the disciples sitting in the rear-most right corner row.

I put my books and writing equipment in my bag and closed it. I got up from the bench and prepared to go home, I saw a male student still sitting motionless.

'Why him? Is he having a problem?' muttered.

I approached her and intending to take her home together, I felt a little foreign to the student.

“You didn't go home?” my many.

The boy did not reply, he just remained silent with a blank look.

“Kok silent? You have problems at home huh?” 

The boy shook his head, making me even more confused. 

“You are not alone here, let's go home,” I hold his hand.

'It's cold, is he sick?' my thinking.

“You're sick huh?” my many.

He shook his head again.

“Oh Yes ... I just found out that there are other students in this class,” I said.

I keep in mind that actually in my class there are no new students, even usually the seat in the back corner is not filled because it is damaged.

I hesitated a little with him, even when I pulled his hand he did not want to move at all just sitting quietly in his head.

I let go of his hand and said goodbye to him first.

“Ya. Then I go home first yes,” I said while turning around.

“Be careful,” sahutannya slowly.

Hearing that I turned around and I was really surprised to make it, the boy disappeared in a matter of seconds. I rushed out of the classroom and ran towards the school gate with a breath of gasp I tried to run as far away from my school as possible.

“Gosh! My bike!” I screamed when I remembered that my bike was still in school.

I ran and went back inside the school gate and picked up my bicycle parked inside the school.

I rubbed my old bike casually while thinking about the boy.

'Is he a ghost?' my thinking.

'Good thing he didn't kidnap me?' I'm monologuing while scraping my bike.

'But why would he kidnap me? Ah ... Thas it?' mumbling again.

Arriving at home I parked my bike in front of the house and went into the room to change clothes.

I took the phone and told Laras in a short message about the incident I experienced. I told Laras that I had just met a ghost figure in my class. Apparently Laras was interested in what I was telling him and he was planning to go to my house.

An hour later, Laras came to my house with some food and snacks.

“Aya!” laras.

“Log here Race,” invite me.

“You alone? Nini (grandmother) same where?” ask Laras.

“Nini again in the room, if you are as usual again hanging out in the back pond, you wait here first I make a drink.”

“Oke.”

I walked into my kitchen with the blue walled tarps and I picked up ice cubes from the fridge to make iced tea. 

“Nih drink first,” I said while thrusting a glass and a pot of iced tea.

“You brought a lot of food,” I said.

“Make our friends chat right here there are nini same abah too,” sahut Laras.

“Eh ... How?” ask Laras.

“What's the way?”

“That's the story you saw a ghost in your class.”

“Oh yes. So when it was about the clock home there was a student sitting in the corner I took home together even did not want to, I asked no nyahutin.”

“Keep you know where he's a ghost from?”

“Gini. First as I remember in class there were no new students, the two seats were never anyone ngisi because it was broken and this third is the most unreasonable!”

“He will not want me to take him home, yes I have returned to my body to go home and fitting I just a few steps away he just spoke.”

“She said what won Ya?” ask Laras.

“Be careful. And just as I turned her body shrimp does not exist!”

“Duh ... How come I get goosebumps I see my fur on my stand!” Baras showed me his hand.

“What don't-don't he come here!” Barrel approached and sat down to me.

“Iya could be anyway. Usually nini said if we hurtain about ‘they’ it can come uninvited,” I said.

“Aya has ah! Where to go magrib again!” laras.

“Ya we have watched TV aja deh,” I said while turning on the TV.

I closed all the windows and doors, Abah also came home from the pond while carrying some fish.

“Nah ... Fitting No Barrel!” abah.

“Why Bah? Want to give money?” said Laras while laughing.

“Later if Abah harvest give money. Nih bring bawal for mama,” said abah.

“Wiiihhh .. thanks Bah,” said Laras happy.

“Mama you can eat this fish right?” my many.

“Ndon't know. But pretty good can free fish is still alive even though I have never eaten this fish,” he said.

“Enak what else is burned even though many bones.”

“Later I'll tell my mama.”

“Oh yes. Lately my brother has always asked you Yes,”.

“Nenyain me? Make what?”

“No idea I'm confused too.”

“That's nothing to think about. Do you want mango?” my many.

“You are. Where?” ask Laras.

“We metik first lah.”

“There is a tree?” 

“Ya there are many even. Later I will end magrib with my neighbors want to be metik,”.

“Gas please! When else to eat mangoes from his own quote,” sahut Laras.

I also waited for the time after the magrib until a neighbor who was also my playmate named Odi came to my house.

“Aya! Let's go kemon!” said it.

“I asked my friend is okay, right Di?” my many.

“Nothing. Makin rame,” says Odi.

Me, me, Laras and Odi also walked outside the house to the place we were headed on foot for about 500 meters until we entered an empty house with a mango tree that was bushy.

“Whose home?” ask Laras.

“Home people Race,” sahutku.

“Lah ... I think his house or his brother,” said Laras while pointing at Odi.

“Ya. There is no one let's go up!” sahutku.

“But this is his name steal!” laras.

“But that's where the excitement level is,” Odi said.

I started climbing with Odi while Laras was at the bottom. While on top of the tree I and Odi had a conversation about the owner of the mango tree.

“Aya. Do you know who had a new home a few days ago died?” said Odi.

“Crazy. Why did you just say?” I said while picking the mango that was on top of my head.

“If I told you I wouldn't want to!”