
"Are you ready for that job, Umam? As you know, because of your brother's fault, Vita, our family has been tarnished from social status in society. Now in order to prevent things from getting worse, you, who are one of the great-grandsons of Kyai Marwan will re-seal those upper-class demons into Angus Poloso. Understood?" asserted Mr. Zaenal, my father, who at that time held the power as the leader of the Marwan family. "I know your abilities are still far less than your brother Danang or your brother Vita, but I believe that you are the only one who will be able to successfully seal them back."
"OK, daddy. Please leave!"
I rushed out of the main hall of the family. There we all lived a family. The entire Kyai Marwan lineage is here. Gathering as one. Great right? honestly, the house owned by the Marwan family is indeed very spacious, so it is enough for all of us to live together.
arriving outside, I was greeted by my two younger sisters, Tiara and Leina. They were both my conjoined twin sisters, and they were so spoiled when they were with their brothers.
"Come brother, let's play!" take Tiara, who was 8 at the time.
"I'm sorry, right now, sister has a lot of business. Maybe the day after tomorrow, brother will have time to play with the two of you" I replied accordingly.
Hearing my answer, Leina also lashed out. "Duh, surely big brother will say 'other times' again when asked the day after tomorrow, and so on. Brother mah is so,"
Without responding to their words, I hurried to leave them and immediately returned to my room to pick up my school supplies, because as you have heard that I will move to Indratama High School, the school where Angus Poloso was laid.
After being ready for about fifteen minutes, I was ready to leave. As I walked out of the room, I saw my brother Danang again cross-legged looking at me with a less than pleasant look. Without caring about it, I also passed.
However, before I passed from him, he spoke to me, mocking me. "Sister's leaving today, huh? Good thing, that way, we and our family can figure out how strong you are,"
"I don't care about ability or anything. The most important thing is that I can attend school there safely without having to remember my social status as the great-grandson of Kyai Marwan, our ancestor." replied I who still did not want to look at him. "Maybe there I could have let Astrid go three years ago."
"Basar useless brother! do you think that with your current abilities you can seal those high-class demons by yourself? dad told you to give up knowing the least amount of ability you have. Tau!?"
"I don't care,"
Danang has been like that for a long time. Cynic and his gaze was less than pleasant. Perhaps it was a malice, because believe it or not, I was the only man who had managed to snatch Astrid's heart. Which at that time was the target of Danang. If you talk about it one-on-one, there are many other reasons besides that that that make him hate me. But it's best not to tell now. Okay well?
Finished facing the antipathy from Danang, I rushed out of the house. There is a car available and the driver Pak Joko is ready to take me to school. Without waiting again and the time has shown at 6:40 am, I told Mr. Joko to immediately take me to school.
Arriving there, I rushed towards the principal's room to finish the registration business.
"So you're the great-grandson of the famous Kyai Marwan huh? my name is Abah Nadjib, commonly called Abah. It's great to be able to receive students from such a famous Kyai." said Abah Nadjib enthusiastically. "By the way lately there have been frequent disturbances that complicate the school. After school, can you help me?" whispered Abah Nadjib who began to panic.
"It depends, Abah. To be honest, my ability is still far less than my brother and sister. In addition, I attended school here actually wanted to attend school as a peaceful ordinary student, without remembering my family status and also my abilities. But if Abah thinks that I'm weak, then God willing I'll help you."
After a long talk, I was escorted out by Mr. Bus, who was always the Waka of the Students and also a teacher in Geography. Mr. Bus drove me to one of the classes, IPS 1 XI, which was filled with socialite children who dared to talk carelessly, but with a low IQ. Hehe
My arrival at that time, made a boisterous whole classroom IPS 1. As is commonly done by IPS classes, whenever there are new students, surely they will scream2 kidding. I don't know why to look
this scene, I laughed loosely at their silly behavior, after which I stood in front of the class and introduced myself.
"My name is Muhammad Badrul Umam. I moved from one of the High Schools in Malang. It's nice to meet all of you" said I who felt stiff and nervous about introducing myself. Because to be honest, I was a quiet and shy man, so it was rare to be able to socialize, especially with a socialite class like the IPS class.
"Horreyy.. there's a new friend, yyeee...!" hysterical friends. Looking at them, I just smiled a little.
I also watched my new friends, until suddenly I saw a girl smiling sweetly at me. I saw the girl directly waving at me, telling me to sit next to her. After I looked around, there was an empty bench next to him. Without further ado, I rushed towards the empty bench.
"I'm Umam. Who yeah?" I was trying to get acquainted with that sweet girl.
"I already know. My name is Niken Prida. It's good to meet you!" answer thus.
Hearing his short words, made me hesitate to get to know the girl better. Without being a kepo, I also sat back on my bench and heard the Mathematics maple teacher named Bu Dwi teach. Without the slightest concentration, I instead tried to play around with my inner eyes. Actually I was forbidden to mess with such things, but before carrying out my duties, I must know the ins and outs of this school in terms of the occult and any creatures that live in this school.
The moment I turned my eyes from the front, I was suddenly surprised to see a little girl running around crashing into the student bench. Strangely, the little girl who would have been less than eleven years old
through the benches of the students and then he disappeared through the walls of the classroom. I who have an inner eye that comes from a lineage, was not surprised to see the incident. But what makes me wonder is who the girl really is. Kumat, my kepoku attitude began to return.
Not long after the girl disappeared, I was suddenly startled by the face of the little girl who was already in front of me. Am I surprised?? Of course shocked, even make me jerk, fortunately I have no history of heart disease, otherwise, I would have hanged instead of playing.
"You can see me, right?" ask her in a flat voice.
"Yes, you're the ghost waiting for this class?" answer me with an inner voice. Of course I didn't speak by mouth, because if I did, I'd be labeled as a crazy kid who talked to himself. "Is there anything I can help you with?"
the little girl nodded. "No, I'm not the waiter here. I'm the ghost that always follows my mother."
"Mother??" manywould be surprised. "Call me curious. If I may know, what's your mother's name?" many ensure.
Hearing the little girl's words, my heart felt tight, sore, holding back my sadness at hearing the girl's words. I actually wanted to ask him something more important, but because of this sadness of mine,
makes me reluctant to say it. Shortly after, I was called to the front of the class by Ms. Dwi.
While I was working on the matters that Ms. Dwi gave me, I glanced over at the teacher bench. There I saw the little girl still smiling sweetly at me and waving her hands as if to give me some zeal in doing Algebra work in front of the class.
After the second lesson hour was over, I rushed over to Bu Dwi to chat about something. Because it was showing time off, Ms. Dwi was willing to accompany me to chat in the cafeteria near the gate
school.there, without further ado I said the thing that had plagued me about the little girl. She refers to Bu Dwi as her mother.
"Sorry mom, it's been disturbing my mom's work at the office. If I may know, do you have a child who is dead?" I asked who hesitated to say it.
Hearing my question, it instantly made the smile on Bu Dwi's lips disappear. "No! I don't have a child who's gone. My only son is already in college up ahead. Excuse me!"
Ms. Dwi immediately left me. I wonder what really happened between the ghost of the little girl and Ms. Dwi. On the doorstep of IPA 2 class, I saw a little girl I didn't even know her name
it was glancing towards Bu Dwi. It seemed like there was a problem that befell the little girl so that she could not calm down in nature there. Then what is it? thought deeply.
Not wanting to think too deeply and until suudzon, I immediately waved my hand towards the canteen guards. Quickly, beautiful, bohay, and cute women came to me and asked for my order.
Honestly, if she doesn't have a husband yet, I want to marry her with all my heart, uh. I mean to ask her. Because I'm 17.
"What's the pesen?" tanyanya friendly.
"Es tea and fried rice only, mbak." I replied while looking at menu2. Oh yes, ma'am. Bring new students here. Can you please if we get acquainted?"
I don't know where that courage came from. But, every time I see a pretty girl, I'll always be like this. This is called Syndrom Histeria. Without hesitation he told me what his name was. Maybe because he knew that I would be one of his regular customers.
"My name is Hartantik bint Amel. That brother?" the answer.
"My name is Muhammad Badrul Umam bin .." I hesitated to tell him that Marwan's name was behind him.
It seems like the Hartantik Ma'am understands why I can't say my family name. He rushed by and brought back what I had ordered.
When it was finished, I rushed to Mbak Hartantik in front there while handing over the money. Not long after, four students, two men and two women arrived. The four of them invited me to meet, even though I already knew one of them
among them. Yes, Niken Prida. Whether the name is good to hear makes anyone who knows his name will be difficult to forget.
"My name is Yulian Good. I was the kid who was cheering in class" he said, sounding like a nice guy. "I'm sorry for my behavior in class. That must be embarrassing, right?"
"No. I'm used to having students who have such habits" I replied accordingly.
Suddenly the other student said, "If I had Agus Purhadi. And this is my girlfriend, her name is Viona." she said as she introduced her boyfriend to me. "As a new student, in this school there is a habit for old students to treat new students for a day. So, what are you gonna ask for?"
Deg. Hearing the offer surprised me. I don't know if there are any such habits in this school. Not wanting to waste another person's offer, I rushed back to order fried rice and also five iced tea. It is true that the wind is not going. Hehe
After the order arrived, I immediately asked the uneg-uneg who had been bothering me. "Good, are you dating Niken?"
My words instantly made the four friends there instantly choke on their food. I was just staring amusedly at the behavior of the four of them at that time.
"B-talk what are you, Umam? me, same nice courtship? Not wrong!?" replied Niken who was still coughing up choking. "Good this is my niece's brother, Mam! Yeah, even though he belongs to the nebeng in my house."
I talked frivolously with the four of them for fifteen minutes until the class bell rang. At that time, I had not seen the presence of the little girl who claimed to be his daughter Bu Dwi, making me ask. Where's she?
[SKIP TIME]
After the bell went home, I hurried to put my books and stationery into my bag and rushed to Abah Nadjib in his room. There I was treated like a prince descending from his horse. They really have too much respect for all the descendants of Kyai Marwan.
Not wanting to waste any more time, I also asked about what problems happened to this school. As long as it's not too heavy, I will definitely help him.
"Sorry, one of the demits of Angus Poloso came out yesterday the day after tomorrow, and made trouble yesterday."
Deg, my heart feels stopped.
"So, I have to clear up one of Angus Poloso's demits, Abah?" I just can't believe it. Because my strength is still not enough to overcome the demons of Angus Poloso.