GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 60: SCHOOL GOVERNING

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Cindy and I are almost in front of the class. The feeling was getting more and more unreasonable because the humming sound was getting louder plus the heavier breathing. When I reached the corner of the wall, Cindy and I ventured into the classroom where the heart-wrenching voice came from, but the voice suddenly disappeared. In the classroom there was no one.

"Im .. We go to the kids, Yuk!" screeched Cindy with a frightened expression.

"Alright, it seems like he is just teasing us instead of trying to convey something to us" I replied.

"Yuk Im, the hunt!" said Cindy back while pulling my hand to follow her steps away from the place to the place of other friends. True to my guess, when the two of us started walking towards the row of classes to the south, the humming was not heard anymore.

"Where are you two from?" ask Dawn in a rather high tone.

"Sorry Jar, we both had time to hear strange sounds over there, so we came the final gasket," I replied trying to relieve Dawn's emotions.

"Next time don't act alone, we have to work according to our agreement, right?" say Dawn again.

"Yes Jar, I'm sorry. Cindy had warned me to catch up with you, but I was the one who wanted her to stalk the voice" I replied slowly.

"Well, this time I'm sorry, but please don't repeat. This is for the safety of all of us" said Fajar in a lower tone than before.

"Thank you Jar" I replied and Cindy.

"Okay, since everything is complete, let's get to work cleaning all these classrooms with the method. Remember, we should continue to monitor each other and not be at too far away!" say Dawn.

"READY!!!" answer us all.

We started cleaning the entire room and the classroom. Back there, the upperclassmen were picking up trash scattered around the field. Yes, I began to understand it turns out that the level of awareness of the Indonesian people is still low in terms of managing waste. If we do not carelessly dispose of garbage, of course, the garbage will not be this much. The inscription 'DUMP THE TRASH IN ITS PLACE' as if only decoration. On the other hand, I also realized that the punishment given to us was not a punishment intended to torture, because the class brothers who gave the punishment also worked to clean up the garbage. Maybe later if I was in second grade, I would give special points to MOS participants who litter carelessly.

"Alhamdulillah, just one more class" Cindy cried.

"Yes, let's go get our job done!" said my other friend.

We began to clean the second floor classroom at the very end of it. The room where I caught Merry almost dead hung.

"Im ...," call Cindy suddenly.

"What's the Cin?" ask me while approaching him. My other friend was busy wiping the front window.

"Isn't that Mr. Rengga and Brother Dino?" cindy said again, pointing to the back of the school. Right on the edge of the field, Kak Dino is discussing something with Mr. Rengga.

"Yes Cin. What are they talking about, huh? Looks like something's awkward. Shouldn't Mr Rengga have been home this afternoon?" my spoken.

"That's it Im. The relationship between the two men is very suspicious" Cindy said.

"Review Cin!" I said immediately that Cindy responded by trying to be reasonable, pretending to be especially clean the window. Down there, Mr. Rengga and Kak Dino suddenly turned towards us both as if knowing that they were watching.

I tried to carefully peek at the movements of Kak Dino and Pak Rengga below, apparently they still continued to look towards this window.

"Crush.... Ciii... Let's hunt down, let's finish our job! Looks like they're monitoring us" I whispered to Cindy.

Cindy with plain body language left that window to continue cleaning the classroom. A few minutes later, our job of cleaning up the southern class was done. We all came down from the second floor to the hall. When we were going down to the first floor, we were like hearing the sound of Mr. Rengga's car engine leaving this school. And as we passed by the laboratory room of the IPA, we saw that the room was sealed.

"Maybe Mr. Rengga has gone home."

"Eeeee ...," they answered in confusion.

"It's okay, the five of us will finish the rest" Fajar said.

"I'm sorry, we really can't go home any later. Though we really want to help complete this work to completion," said one of them.

"Yes it's okay. We understand," I replied.

"You are careful on the road because it's been very late in the afternoon" said Lidya.

"Okay, thank you for understanding you all. We say yes first" they replied.

Finally our five friends came home. There are only five of us who will complete the task of the group, as well as carrying out our secret mission, which is to search for data in the school's archive warehouse.

[Tin tin ]

The sound of a horn greeted the return of our five friends. It turned out that when they were about to get out of the fence, there was a garbage car that would enter the school yard to cross paths with the five children. Mr. Mat seemed to run from a distance to the main gate of the school and opened the iron gate wide so that the garbage car could go inside. It seems that Mr. Mat does know very well the person or officer who brought the garbage car. After being given access by Mr. Mat, the car turned to the right and parked next to the IPA laboratory room, not wanting to waste much time we also rushed to the hall that we would clean.

Just a few swings of steps, there was suddenly the sound of someone calling us from a distance.

"Where are you guys going?" the voice of that man.

We turned to look, it turned out that Mr. Mat had just called us.

"W-we're going to the hall sir" I stammered.

"Oi ... You're the group that got punished this year, huh?" said Mr. Mat while approaching us.

"It's right sir" Fajar replied.

"Later to clean the hall, I'll wait for you at home," said Mr. Mat again.

"Eeee, if I may know what it is for?" ask Lidya politely.

"Well, don't you need a key to lock the rooms you've cleaned?" replied Mr. Mat with a high tone.

"Oh yes sir, thank you. I'm sorry we just thought about it" replied Lidya.

"Where are your other friends?" ask Mr. Mat again.

"Our friends have come home some sir, only five of us are left" I replied.

"Ooo .. How brave of you. Remember, no one goes alone. Especially if it is maghrib," said Mr. Mat with a serious tone.

"What's the matter, sir?" ask Cindy curious.

"Later you will see it for yourself" said Mr. Mat as he passed leaving us with a smile that made our hair goosebumps for a moment.

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