You Saw Me?!
Past times

Eps. 5

"Do you want to keep acting like this? You'll look weird in their eyes, right? Doesn't it matter?" Lisya tilted her head with a trivial smile.

A moment later, Lisya turned her head, glancing at Clara's friends who started running over.

This girl who was trembling with a face of shock was still down, her hands were now firmly pinching her gray skirt. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm his heart.

"I don't know why you suddenly turned this way, but maybe after this I'll visit you often, so get used to it" Lisya said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.

Clara kept her breath in order to remain calm despite the fact that it was very difficult. Not only Alice and Dita, but many other pairs of eyes that were watching him were so interested.

Calm down Clara, calm down. Lisya did not give an aura of intimidation to me, so I should not be afraid. I need to calm down.

The sound of her two friends woke Clara from her fear. He began to look at Alice as the friend shook his body slowly. The two of them were already standing in front of Clara, looking at her worriedly.

"Hey? You why?" ask Alice.

"Are you okay?" connect Dita.

At first glance Clara looked at Lisya who was standing behind the two women in front of her.

"I'm doing fine. I'm just a little thirsty, let's hurry to the cafeteria," Clara asked a little clumsy then rushed to the cafeteria with her friend's hands drawn.

"Hey there's no need to hurry" Dita protested.

"See you soon" said Lisya, who was chuckling and then went to follow the popular group of men.

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Clara walked to the bike park which was still a little full of children who were going home, she did not pay attention to Alice and Dita who had been talking next to her.

While turning her eyes, Clara accidentally saw Lisya and Reyhan standing next to the big motor, not far from where she was standing.

In a hurry he picked up his bike, ignoring his occasional body stumbling into someone else's vehicle. Clara leaves after saying goodbye to Dita and Alice.

"I go first, bye." It doesn't matter if the ghost is watching or not. Most importantly, he had to get out of there.

“Since fainting that time, Clara became a little strange,” said Dita looked worried.

Alice nodded briefly. “Hmmm.. let's go home,” invite Alice after confirming Dita's words.

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After feeling tired of running away from Lisya, Clara finally arrived at home. He opened the door and set foot into the kitchen.

AAAAKKH

Clara was very surprised and shouted when she saw the long-haired woman in plain dress, standing on her back to Clara.

This woman turned to look at Clara who was touching her chest, trying to normalize her slightly hunting breath.

“Mama!! Mama surprised me!” pissed Clara.

“Haah?? Mama just stood up and cooked here, what surprised you?” ask Harumi.

Clara snorted bitterly, walked towards the dining table and sat there. Her bag she put just about anywhere on the floor.

“Put your bag on the chair,” Harumi's word that has cut vegetables back.

“Why is Mama dressed like that? Who wouldn't be surprised to see Mama with such long hair!” sulk Clara.

“Hahaha, why be surprised? mama's hair is still a little wet, Mama also wants to relax at home,” explained Harumi relaxed.

Clara grunts. “I think Mama is a ghost!” clara.

Harumi stopped her vegetable cutting activity, she turned her back on Clara, seeing Clara's face look unsettled. Harumi put down her knife and put her foot forward, sitting at the dining table.

“You see ghosts again?” harumi asked seriously in a calm tone.

Clara gasped, she should be able to keep her attitude so that her mother does not suspect.

“Not so Ma, I just-- .. ter-. shock,” Clara said hesitantly when she saw Harumi's very sweet smile.

Clara is not good at lying to her mother, especially when it comes to ghosts. Whether by instinct or what, his mother will soon find out.

“Hmm..?” deham Harumi smiled sweetly.

“Uumm..” Clara turned her gaze.

If her mother had smiled so sweetly and asked so gently, it was better for Clara to give up and confess.

“Where did you see it Darling?” ask Harumi softly.

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Since on the SD bench, I often feel things like ‘ada noticed ku’, ‘ada someone behind ku’, ‘there is something in the corner of the room that’ and other strange things.

Until one day, I could catch a glimpse of the shadow of ‘someone’, but I still did not understand.

Unfortunately, the more I let it go, the more it disturbed me, disturbed my calm, provoked my anger, shifted my focus to make me fall into fear. Makes me very frustrated.

I still remember that time….

Clara is still in sixth grade at SD. He walked with three of his female friends through a not-so-wide, but poorly maintained, salak plantation that was behind the school building.

They stopped at an arbei tree that was not so big but bore so much fruit. The back building of the school is indeed quite quiet, only a few fifth or sixth grade children dare to come to this place in groups.

"Well, many are ripe" the voice of a flat-boned child.

"Yes. Eeuummm tasty, sweet," muttered the child with ponytail hair.

"Hey, don't eat now, it'll fit in class."

Clara swept her eyes around the garden when she heard the sound of a child crying. He tried to find her but found no one there.

"Hiks hu u u"

“Hey, did you hear the sound of a child crying?” clara asked her friends who were busy picking arbei fruit.

“What crying voice?” ask the girl with the ponytail.

“Umm... sound... child crying,” said Clara doubtful.

“Not made it up, Clara!” said the tomboyish daughter who was riding the arbei tree.

“True, did you guys hear it?” ask the kid with the ponytail.

“No,” answer the two in unison.

“But I really heard it. I heard it from that direction,” pointed Clara at the salak garden.

The garden is so unkempt, there is no sign of fruit salak there is only a stalk of salak tree that falls and dries just like that.

The atmosphere is still quite cold with lush trees, the breeze makes the leaves start to sway.

“Where?” ask the tomboy who has now come down from the tree. He approached in the direction that Clara pointed.

The tomboy squinted his eyes trying to focus his vision on what Clara was pointing at. Nothing, just a little creepy atmosphere in the middle of a lush garden.

“Nothing. We'd better go, the bell's ringing soon. Let's go,” tell this tomboy followed by two other kids.

Clara was still looking towards the salak garden, she still heard the soft sound of the cry clearly.

"Hiks hyx"

“Clara!” calling the tomboy again made Clara gasp in shock.

“Ah me-”

“Look carefully, there can't be a child who dares to go in there. There must be a lot of wild animals in the garden. Come back!” tell him to be more firm now.

Clara turned her body around and returned with her other friend.