Friends Tak Kasat Mata
Negotiations
Since that incident, the five of them made WA groups to discuss the development of the mystery they are now facing.
Novae
[Guys there's new info what?]
The message entered the group from Novi, although his soul was timid, but the level of keposanya very high.
Floral
[No info yet]
Via
[I have info]
Reply via short and managed to make all of her ask.
[I still dream a lot about the mysterious warehouse in our school, it seems like we have to investigate everything] Via replied.
Dira
[Sorry friends if since graduation yesterday, I have not had time to contact you because I am in a bad condition]
Floral
[What are the bad conditions?]
Via
[Your phone number is also very difficult to call]
Dira
[The story is very long, I even got ruqyah by my eyes]
Derga
[Guys, how about we gather at Via aja's house. There are a lot of things that we have to discuss, I just got info from school. Today the school is open as usual, but there are some strange happenings]
Novae
[Again, we gather at Via's house]
Floral
[I am the same, I agree]
Dira
[You guys pick me up, 'cause I can't just go out of the house]
Derga
[I picked up Bunga, Novi picked up Dira. We gather at Via's house at three in the afternoon]
Via
[Okay, I'm waiting for you]
Novi and Flowers
[Ready]
While waiting for his friends to come, Via decided to lie down in his room. Saturated began to feel because no friends chat. Back and forth without any comfort, but finally fell asleep anyway.
The dream came back, the dark, stuffy warehouse, the photos, the voice for help, the screams were so bitter and the grip on his back by hands that did not know who it belonged to. Upon awakening, the grip left a scratch on Via's back.
Via cried because he felt tired of the terror of a dream that felt so real, a pocong that always appeared to ask for help. As he was crying, suddenly the door to the room was knocked from the outside.
Geck...Geck...Geck...
"Non, his friends have been waiting below" said Mbok Asih.
"Tell me to go up Mbok" cried Via without getting out of his bed.
Not long after, his friends went up and went into the room.
"Hallo, Vi, I'm really upset" said Dira as she hugged her best friend.
"I'm also very upset" Via replied with a smile.
"Where are you doing now?" ask Flowers.
"Alhamdulillah, it's quiet now" replied Via with a smile.
"Where's Zein's brother, Yang?" ask Chess.
"Turn back to Jakarta again" replied Via briefly.
"Cieeeeeee, there's a yes" ledek Dirga.
"When are you guys?" ask Novi kepo.
"Where is this PJ?" ask Flowers.
"What's that?" tanya Chess scrunched her forehead.
"Cannon tax"
"Yes, I will treat you all as a gift for our relationship" said Chess.
"Udah diem, now we discuss the slack now" said Dirga seriously.
"What's the problem, Ga?" ask Chess to Dirga, her best friend.
"Udah Bro, you listen" replied Dirga.
Chess just nodded in understanding, then all was silent with their respective thoughts.
"Try Vi tell me, there's a mysterious thing what's going on?" dirga pinta.
Later, Via, begins to tell her everything she experienced lately after death, Haris. Even the dream in the school warehouse, the terror of the pocong and the spirit of Haris who always screams in pain and heaven.
"Truely I guess, something is not right" murmured Dirga.
"I'm worse than you, Vi" said Dira lirih, making everyone glance at Dira.
"What do you mean?" ask Via.
"After our graduation, I'll pass out. At home, I was unconscious for almost three hours, when I realized I was always reminded of Haris's body" said Dira, breathing heavily, and continuing the story.
"My family thought it was natural, maybe shock so always dear. However, the next day Haris' shadow was clearly visible. Her spirit is floating, not even just me seeing. You know, my cousin's brother who is a guy, second-class Junior High School was one barrel with Haris, he always saw the spirit of Haris creepy. His face was shattered, fresh blood was flowing in his temple as well as half his body was crushed, his bones were partially out, and the road was shaken because his legs were broken" obviously Dira while remembering the figure who came in the past few days.
"Then?" tanya Novi was impatient because Dira paused her story.
"My family then decided to meruqyah me in a Kiayi in Grandma's village. What is even more surprising, it turns out that according to Mr. Kiayi, Haris' spirit was haunting because it was made by someone" explained Dira again.
All were silent busy digesting and connecting every incident they experienced.
"That means Mr. Pose isn't Haris dong?" ask Via while staring one by one at his friends.
"Who is Mr. The pose?" ask Novi.
"Pocong that terrorized us at that time, I did not want to call the pocong for fear of beauty, so according to the request of readers I just give a name to be unique and not too horror" explained Via while grinning.
"That's it, Vi".
"Then who dong figure Mr. That pose?".
"It's still a mystery, we don't know everything yet".
"Oh yes, you already know not about the possessed class sister today after seeing the spirit of Haris on the second floor, precisely in front of the teacher's room" asked Dirga to his friends.
"No idea" replied Novi, shrugging his shoulders.
"You have to promise you can't tell anyone" Pinta Dirga.
"Okay promise" they answered in unison.
"There was a student who felt strange about the incident, after the police striped the location. The place where Haris' body fell was a lot of blood, so some teachers told students to water using soapy water so as not to smell rancid. A reckless student took a lime in the back garden of the school, then cut and squeeze the water to be mixed into soapy water to be used to flush the traces of blood in the field. That said, if the blood of people died due to an accident or anything if it is flush with lime juice will be in pain and shaky. I do not know for sure with the student's thoughts, whether he is just a fad or even have other intentions" explained Haris then speechless.
"Then you mean, Haris could be haunted by the actions of the boy who doused his blood using water mixed with lime juice?" ask Via.
"I don't know for sure, but today the school is in an uproar by the news if some students see the sighting of Haris' spirit in the school. A possessed student groaned in pain, his voice was exactly like Haris's" Dirga explained.
"Does this have anything to do with your dreams, Vi?" ask Flowers to Via.
"I think it is continuous, it seems there is a secret in the school that has not been solved" said Chess who had listened to their chat.
"That's right, Bro. Especially after being known if the victims who fall every year a student, always killed in the same way and at the same time, namely school graduation" explained Dirga.
"So what are we going to do?" ask Via.
"We must be able to solve this mystery, because we do not want to be terrorized every day by his spirit and the ugly pocong" said Dirga.
"I don't want to, I'm afraid ah" Novi said, shaking his head.
"If you don't want to, when will we all be in terror?" ask Dirga annoyed.
"But this is a danger Bro, dealing with invisible creatures is very difficult. A little wrong is our lives that disappear" Chess message.
"Every problem must have a way out, not for us to avoid. Avoiding it is not a solution" explained Dira wisely.
"If we both find out this mystery, of course we all can" said Flower spirit.
"What else?" tanya Dirga saw her friends one by one.
"I'm ready" replied Via steady.
"I want to" Dira replied smiling.
"I always go along, just as you can keep going, dear" replied Bunga.
"I'll try to help, if you need my help" replied Chess as Dirga stared at her.
now, Dirga's eyes were fixed on Novi who was only silent. Novi tried to refuse to come along for fear, but he realized he would not continue to be terrorized by the pocong.
"Yes, I'm going along" he said lethargic.
"Okay, all of them agree to find out the mystery. Later if there is an idea directly we negotiate right" explained Dirga.
"Do you think anyone has an idea?" ask Flowers.
All shook their heads, the sign had no idea.
"Our graduation ceremony will be celebrated with two more days of camp, this event is attended by the seventh, eighth, and ninth grades who graduated. We all have to follow this camp, I'm sure there will be a clue there later" explained Dirga.
"Well" they answered in unison.
