
Imran and Bondan came home later that day because the Scout Excavator builder came in later than usual. Their bodies had been sore all due to extra hard training that day to face the Jamboree which will be held in another month at the Warrior High School. Most of the Scout Exkul members returned home picked up by their parents or brought their own vehicles. Bondan and Imran who commute aboard Angkot also have to be willing to wait longer because in such hours usually Angkot is rarely obtained. In order not to be lonely sitting alone, Bondan deliberately waited in the same direction as Imran even though the direction of their return is opposite. Think Bondan, anyway from a distance the Angkotnya color is visible. So, he can run across first if the vehicle he is waiting for has come closer.
“Im, where were you this morning?”
“What time?”
“Around break time.”
“Oh .. That hour I was asked by Bu Iis to go to the post office to pick up a book package from the regional library.”
“Pantes I'm looking for you not in class. I ask other friends they don't know either. You know you have one that is nyariin.”
“Who?”
“Other schoolchildren. Out of office he nyariin you.”
“Aut of office?”
“If it is not wrong he delivered a letter of illness from the doctor to our school security guard who has not been to work for two days. Looks like the kid still has a family connection with our school security guard.”
“Cindy ... Her son is a bit tomboyish, keep him in uniform SMA Warrior?”
“Iya .. The characteristics are the same as what you called just now. She's your boyfriend, huh? Keep Arini and Beautiful want you to be safe?”
“Damn you, Ndan. Cindy was my best friend at Junior High. I also have nothing to do with Arini or Indah. By the way Cindy had a message with you, No?”
“Duh, he didn't have time to say anything. He just said he wanted to say it's important to you. I know you and do not meet you. I told the boy to wait a little while longer for you to come. Elah ... He who does not want to. He said he was only allowed to go to school for a while. Yes he left without leaving any messages, but I think he wants to talk important with you!”
“Duh, she wants to say what, huh?”
“You samperin just him to his house, Im! Itung - Itung Pe-de-ka-te.”
“Damn you!”
“Already, Im. I'm going home first, huh? That's my Angkot already appeared.”
“Your semester, Im!”
Bondan also ran across a fairly deserted highway. Then he stopped Angkot who would take him home. Not forgetting after being inside Angkot he waved to Imran who remained waiting faithfully in front of the school building.
After waiting for a long time it turns out that Angkot awaited by Imran did not come. Imran began to feel uneasy because the day had begun to go up late. Although the mystery of Mr. Misnanto's death has been revealed, but the shadow of the man's spirit certainly does not disappear just from Imran's mind. The young man sent a prayer to Mr. Misnanto as soon as he remembered the figure of Mr. Misnanto.
Kresek .. Kresek …
Imran felt that someone was walking behind him. He looked back to check. Apparently there was no one behind him. Only the nameplate of the ceramic material was beautifully decorated in front of his school. Imran suddenly felt uncomfortable being in the place. Moreover, at that time the sun in the western horizon was almost drowned.
Krieeeet .. Krieeeit …
The suspicious voice moved towards the gate of his school. Again the young man turned to the gate to find out the cause of the sound. Again the young man was confused because the gate did not move in the slightest. As he remembered, Mr. Kebun had locked the gate after all the Scout Exchanges participants came out of the school building.
Imran's feelings were getting uncomfortable at that moment. He got up from his seat and planned to wait for Angkot on the side of the road. However, when the teenager will rise from his seat suddenly he lost his balance and almost fell. At the moment of almost falling, Imran saw a grandfather walking quickly from the direction of the highway seemed to go to the gate. Imran did not so clearly observe the old man's movements as he concentrated on his almost fallen body. Once he was able to stand up straight then he looked towards the back gate and he saw the gate was still tightly closed. Imran looked around to see where the old man was going, but he did not see any other direction that made sense. Therefore Imran felt that something was wrong with the scene he had just seen. He hurriedly jumped towards the side of the road and at the same time from the east he saw Angkot that he had been waiting for since.
“Stop, Sir!” imran shouted as he waved his hand at the Angkot driver.
Angkot stopped right next to Imran and the teenager went up to the top of Angkot with a feeling of relief. It turned out that only he himself was a passenger in the Angkot. Angkot slowly left SMUN 14 and Imran curiously watched every corner of his school. And he again made goosebumps when he saw a grandfather standing inside the fence of his school while staring at him.
“Astagfirullah!” screeched the young man.
“Down where, Mas?” ask the Driver.
“Down in jatian, Sir!” answer Imran.
Imran still did not think how could the old man was inside the school fence with the fence locked.
“Who is that old geezer? How did he get inside? There is no way the body of the centa can get inside by jumping over the fence? Time is also fast.” Imran is confused by the mysterious grandfather.
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