GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 49: ANGRY

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Fajarpun finally had the same suspicion as me.

"Let's hunt us off Im!" the chirping of Dawn was deliberately suppressed so that only the two of us could hear it.

Before the two of us left the room, the boy in a blue white uniform was already banging on the window glass so hard that it surprised the two of us who were inside.

We immediately ran out of the room to save ourselves. However, the boy shifted quickly to the side, like he was wearing a roller skate. By the time we reached the door, he was with his pale face already at the door of the room. We spontaneously ran to the right side avoiding the girl. It was fortunate that he did not hold my left hand which happened to be the closest to his pale hand. At that time it seemed like he was not trying to attack us, maybe just to scare us. Not wasting the chance to escape, we ran to the middle of the school yard.

"Why are you so bored?" ask Lidya.

"A-anu Lid, that ghost drum came to us both just now in the exculpatory room. Ih, his face is so serem Lid," Fajar replied with a terrified expression.

"Yes Lid, his face was pale and his teeth were a mess. He confronted both of us at the door" I added.

"It is fitting for you two to tremble like this, I was the one who saw from a distance that was a bit far still shadowed until now. Especially those of you who have just faced the ghost drum," said Lidya.

"He's scarier than the ghosts in the coffee garden last night, Lid. I really don't lie. The aura of his anger was very strong piercing through my fear," I replied.

"How is this? What should we do to eliminate that ghost drum? He was afraid that he would follow us" said Lidya confused.

"We should find out first about the origin of the drum now" said Cindy.

"You mean, we're going to split up to dig up information?" ask Gatot.

"Don't! We must always huddle, because the female ghost is more courageous to show its existence in front of us, especially if we are only alone or both," I replied.

"Who shall we go first?" ask Gatot.

"We went to Bu Nanik first, as Waka Kesiswaan of course he knew a lot about the activities of students in this school. It seems like Ms. Nanik is not watching the show on stage, she is busy with a pile of files on her desk,"

"Okay, I agree." I answered.

We all went to Bu Nanik's room. Dawn and Cindy went inside while we waited outside. They were inside about thirty minutes. Finally, after waiting for a long time, they came out of the room, Ms. Nanik.

"Where is Jar, is there any important information from Ms Nanik?" manya curious.

"Let's just go under that tree to make it better to talk," replied Fajar.

We walked to a tree on the edge of the school yard. From that place we can still watch the show that is on the stage even though from the side of the stage.

"Where, Jar?" my insistence

"Look, according to information from Bu Nanik, our school once had a patrol music group that is still incorporated with musical exkul as its parent. The musicians are some of the old musical children, some of the new children. For the vocalists and dancers, some are still here today" Fajar said.

"Oh yeah, who are they?" ask Lidya astonishment.

"Well, it's fitting that Miss Rini is very enthusiastic about seeing our show, it turns out she has been into patrol music as well" said Gatot.

"Keep, Jar?" my word.

"This school's patrol music group was once popular in its time. They are often invited to important events, even the peak is when they managed to win the first champion of the district level regional music competition. At that time a lot of gifts they get, one of which is the drum that we used," continued Fajar.

"Well, great yes they can scent the name of the school through music patrol," said Gatot again.

"After the championship, they train even harder because they will be included in the national regional music championship by the regent. They are also promised scholarships until college if they make it into the top ten best. Oh yes until forgetfulness, Bu Nanik and Bu Rini were only acting as backing vocals and accompanying dancers, while the main vocalist and dancer was named Melati. The three of them were as close as friends. While waiting for the day of their departure to Jakarta, they often fantasize about what they will do in Jakarta. They said they wanted to go up to Monas together, if they could just ask for a piece of gold to the guards there. Even Bu Nanik a week can not sleep well because he can not wait to see Jakarta," continued Fajar.

"He he he, understand the village children, we must also like that if you want to go to a place that has never been visited, let alone Jakarta," Lidya cried.

"All the preparations are ripe, the performance of their patrol music group is getting better, the departure time is near. One day before departure, an unexpected event occurred" said Fajar slowly.

"What is Jar?" peekik Lidya impatiently.

"Delati suddenly decided to quit school," Fajar replied in a heavy voice.

"What's? Why did he stop?" my peek.

"He's married" Fajar replied in a disappointed tone.

"Oh my God, isn't he still in school, why get married? Is she ...?" peekik Gatot's.

"Either, all members of the patrol music group were upset with Melati at that time, especially the next day they did not go to Jakarta because there was no main vocalist who could replace the position of jasmine. Bu Nanik and Bu Rini even followed up to Melati's house to find out the clarity, but there was no one at all in Melati's house, said her neighbor Melati was being incensed at her husband's house. A few days later Melati came to school and entered the music room but was not met by Bu Nanik and Bu Rini, his best friend. The two of them were still upset and shocked because they had canceled leaving for Jakarta. Moreover, they have disappointed the expectations of the people of the district," continued Fajar.

"Keep, how's Melati's fate after that?" ask Lidya.

Dawn lowered her face then said, "A few months after that day, Ms. Nanik heard the news that Melati died."

"Oh my God, how unfortunate the fate of the child is" Lidya cried.

"Jar, about who became the ghost drum is Melati yes?" ask Lidya.

"Come, Lid. But there is no other tragic event that is closely related to the drum," replied Fajar.

"Wait, Jar. You said that Si Melati had come to the excursion room a few days after getting married?" my word.

"Yes, Im right. Why mother?" answer Dawn.

"Don't ...," I cried.

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