ECLIPSE LUNAR

Episode 9

the next day, I looked for Kinan all over the corner of the school. My inner voice called out his name repeatedly. But his figure was nowhere to be seen. I look like a desperate madman. Dazed walking in corridor after corridor. I called instead of wanting to see her appear, then once again saw her crying blood. But I want to make sure that what I saw yesterday is real.

It was a break hour. I leaned against the pillar of the corridor next to the outdoor basketball court. Convince myself that what I saw yesterday was a prank ghost who used the situation to frighten me. Kinan must be alive somewhere. As Karen said, her sister has registered for the astral project club meeting and will definitely be there later Friday.

“I've never seen Kinan's ghost,” I voiced that belief. “Ken said himself just met Kinan and found the girl's notes. So there's no way I saw the ghost yesterday. It makes no sense!”

Armed with that belief, I escaped the view to the basketball court. There's Karen in there. He looks handsome in a black t-shirt, playing basketball with some of his friends. At first glance our eyes met after Karen managed to get the ball into the ring. The guy smiled and waved at me.

For the sake of looking fine, I returned a wave of his hand and then walked back to class. All I have to do now is meet Ken. He could explain to me how chronologically his encounter with Kinan was. That way, the search will be easier. I'm turning the steps to the IPA building. My energy that was originally set down a lot in the legs slowly weakened until it finally completely stopped. What coincidence. Separated by two pillars, Ken was walking towards me. His silhouette was instantly read clearly by my five senses.

I hateit. Indeed so. However, every time I cross paths with him or meet him like now, my brain will function like a fool. Suddenly I will be similar to his fans, classmate admires but the difference I admire in silence. What kind of thought is that?! I realized I had to do something if I didn't want that guy to pass me like he didn't see anything like he usually does.

He's not the valiant Ken Arok, it shouldn't make me lose my mind at all. In my heart I questioned my stupidity. Why have I only dared to be an enemy in a blanket?

Ken's steps are getting closer. The guy's eyes didn't lead to me at all.—ya, I realized I'm not the type of girl who attracts eyes. He was busy replying to the greetings of the girls passing by around the corridor we were going through. We were? Gosh darn. The name made my heart amused, but my lips clenched in no way let out a laugh.

Go, Serena! Talking to a narcissist is not difficult! He's not a ghost or anything. For Karen. To find Kinan!

My determination is realized through increasingly firm and fast steps. But suddenly my vision felt blurred. The fog slowly grew thicker, as if whoever did it was deliberately blocking my view from Ken.

I took a step back. Within seconds, the mist before me transformed into a single figure. I put my feet back as I recognized the figure that appeared before me. She ... Kinan. Still clearly imprinted in my memory her beautiful face.

I can't describe my feelings right now. I convinced myself that this was just a hallucination. This invisible figure was so real in my eyes. Just as obvious as the things I can touch.

I actually refused to believe that my best friend's sister had become a figure that most people thought never existed, but was so real in the eyes of people like me. Kinan put on an expression like when we met in Ken's class yesterday. There was no bright smile like the one I saw in the photo. His round eyes were shaking. He wants to talk to me. The tremors in his eyes seemed to be the same effect on my eyes.

And ... my cheeks are wet.

I can't explain why my heart suddenly felt so sad.

Kinan grieved. That's all I understand.

Kinan. Getting closer. Keep reducing the distance. I was moving my reflexes away from him.

Things were slow between us. The noise of the corridor and other human traffic seemed to disappear for a moment. It's just me and Kinan's ghost. Then, as soon as my senses were able to re-capture the surroundings, Kinan floated as fast as a flash of light towards me. After that, darkness surrounded me.

Kinan took over the light and put me on the dark side.

***

HIS EYES were soft, deep, at the same time pleasant. The right composition between positive and negative effects, happy and somber. This is the first time I've seen it from this close. He looked straight at me. Caused me to blink my eyes many times. There's no way Ken's here. It's impossible for him to look at me like that.

It's dreaming. I don't think I'm awake yet. But the back of my head is so dizzy. The pain is real. I thrust my head to the right, trying to neutralize the piercing dizziness.

“Serena?” Ken's voice broke the silence, breaking the tickle in my heart. He knows my name. His voice sounds real. I closed my eyes for a moment and opened them again. This isn't a dream. But ... how is it possible?

I looked to the right-left and immediately realized the existence of the I— UKS room. What the hell's going on? Why am I in the UKS?

“Ser, lo mending rest first. Don't overdo it.” That's Karen's voice. I just realized that my best friend was standing next to the bed. His serious face looked worried.

Once again I looked around me, then stopped at Karen. “Why am I here, Ren? I was okay before. I was in the corridor, keep—”

“You need a break, Ser!” Karen cut my sentence. He snorted softly when he realized his tone was too loud. “Tadi lo fainted in corridor.”

That explanation does not clear my confusion. My eyes turned to Ken.

“Say you storm with him,” continued Karen, following my direction.

I'm making a fuss with Ken? Not likely. Obviously before me and Ken passed each other, Kinan had already waited, what not-don't….

“Lo Serena?” Ken asked flatly.

I calmed down by trying to smile. I'm sure my smile looks stiff because it feels like my facial muscles are the same as her legs. Looking at Ken's facial expression, I'm not sure what to do. I was possessed by the ghost of Kinan! My body immediately trembled thinking about that. All this time, despite being able to see ghosts and communicate with them, even though I was never possessed. If so, what does Kinan really want from me?

“Iya, I'm Serena,” I replied, then went fishing to confirm suspicion. “How are you here?”

Ken knitted his brows, looking annoyed at my answer. “Lo acting amnesia? I should have asked for an explanation. Why do you suddenly ask for the note and say let you who nyimpen? You must deliberately make a scene one school with fainting in front of my face like that?”

I frowned. “Notes? You mean?”

Ken snorted, then nodded in amazement. “Akting lo cool. But I don't need. Cepet said what did you mean earlier!”

I didn't reply even though Ken said in a mocking tone.

He didn't change the water on his face. His tone became more firm. “Lo knows him or is just curious and want to make news of kayak trash in the tabloid kayak usually? Don't think I don't know you PPJ boy!”

Karen patted Ken on the shoulder when she saw me being cornered. “Enough yes, Bro. I think your mouth is starting to go too far. Serena is really sick. I didn't see it, but everyone knew yesterday that he had fainted. Can you, you speak politely a little?”

The two guys sat. Ken seemed distracted by Karen's presence, while Karen tried to smile thinly.

“He met me,” said Karen calmly while smiling at me at a glance. “The name is Serena. And he's a PPJ kid. But he does not lack work with the writing of unimportant news about lo. That's enough you need to know. I don't know what makes you so angry at him. But sori Ken, I think Seren is getting uncomfortable. So as his best friend, I have every right to ask you to leave in front of him now. Can it? Ah, or not, can you step aside let me be the same as him who went?”

Karen turned to me. “Can road, Ser?”

I nodded in a daze.

Ken laughed at Karen's words. He does look upset, but I'm sure, his curiosity is much stronger than his frustration. It was evident from his reaction that only nodded his head with clenched jaws.

“OK, no problem.” Ken looked straight at me. “Serena, we'll see you later. I think we need to talk four-eyes.” He emphasized the last two words, looked at Karen for a moment while snorting, then again challenged my eyes.

“Do not dodge! I'll meet you anywhere. Lo have an explanation debt to me.” []