GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 87: BURIED

We kept chatting as if not caring about what Dino's sister was doing in the trash pile behind the school bathroom. We just stopped the activity after the sound of the entrance bell.

[Teeeeeeet teeeeeet]

All students who were outside the classroom, flock to their respective classes. The five of us entered the class to follow the next lesson until the second break bell later. Coincidentally the lesson was math and the teacher was Ratih's mom, the Killer. When the sound of Ratih's shoes was heard, the children sat neatly in their seats. We were informed that Mrs Ratih would be very angry if there was a child who was sitting not well.

"Good morning, Kids!" answer with a firm voice.

"Good morning, Master!" answer us.

Thus during learning, one class becomes tense. The children did not dare to move in the slightest. Not only that, the views of children never switched from the blackboard for a second because Mrs Ratih often suddenly asked what she just explained to the children. If our answer is wrong, he does not hesitate to scold us for not paying attention to what he explained on the board.

"Imran! minus 5 minus 3 how much does it go?" ask Mrs Ratih suddenly.

"E-anu, ma'am minus two, ma'am" I answered confidently.

Madam Ratih smiled at me a sign that my answer was correct.

"You're not paying attention to my explanation, are you? how many answers should Dawn be?" said Mrs Ratih surprised me.

"minus eight, ma'am" replied Dawn firmly.

"Well, that's the right answer. So if I say focus, you have to focus. Do not like Imran earlier, his mind was everywhere when I explained, finally the answer was wrong. Remember I don't see you guys in terms of looks. What I see is your seriousness in learning. Like Imran earlier, although handsome but if often daydream and do not pay attention. Be prepared for me to law during my lessons. This time, I can still forgive. But starting the second meeting, one mistake means push-ups five times" said Ratih.

"Huuuuuuu," the children shouted simultaneously.

"Shut up. Not most protests. I don't want you guys to be soft students. Push-ups are also good for your health. Relax, if the push-up is more than thirty times can be repaid. I don't want you guys to pass out later. Later I myself also bothered," cried Mrs Ratih.

"Good, Mom!" answer the kids compact.

Finally, after suffering for a long time in class, the day break bell rang.

[Teeeeeeeeet teeeeeeeet]

Children cheered the coming of freedom, another case with Mrs Ratih, she was somewhat afraid to see the reaction of the happiness of children who welcomed her with euphoria, it is as if escaping the suffering of mathematics lessons that are dizzying head and make the heart beat.

When she was about to leave the classroom, Mrs Ratih looked at me with a rather cynical look. It seems true what Mega said that Ratih was very disappointed because he did not get a reply from my father.

"Lantas, will he vent his disappointment to me? Astagfirullah, I must not have bad thoughts about him. After all, Ratih is my teacher whom I must respect. His anger was in class was not it appropriate for me to accept because honestly I was daydreaming when he explained on the board,"

While waiting for the echo of Azan Zuhur in the mosque, the five of us talked first in class.

"Im, you're not curious about the contents of the black crackle that Kak Dino buried earlier?" ask Lidya.

"Yes, Lid. I'm curious. May it have something to do with the foul smell coming out of the refrigerator in Mr Rengga's private room?" my answer.

"Yes, Jar. I suspect Mr. Rengga is working with brother Dino, throwing away the foul-smelling objects little by little" I replied.

"It's only fitting that by the time I walked into the room when Mery collapsed, the fridge door was locked. Maybe Mr. Rengga hid something in it," said Fajar.

"How about we dig up the parcel that Dino's brother buried earlier?" Lidya.

"I agree!" chirps Gatot.

"But if anyone sees what we're doing and the news reaches both of them, we'll be in grave danger" I said.

"Yes, what should we do?" ask Dawn.

"I have an idea, what if some of us are there to distract everyone, especially Mr. Rengga and brother Dino? While some others are in charge of checking the package, and some others are on guard duty?" my word.

"Again, Im" cried Gatot.

"But, who's in charge of distracting, checking the parcels, and keeping watch? How do they distract them? " I asked my four friends.

The four children were busy thinking, then Cindy said confidently.

"This is the time for Zuhur's prayer? of course all children perform prayers in the mosque. That's the right time to act."

"Not everyone, Cine. There must be some girls who stay in class because the moon is coming. If the boys could certainly pray all because the child who used to skip prayers like today is not in," replied Lidya.

"As long as it comes second and third grade months, it's safe. But if it's first class, you need to watch out. Don't let the boy gawk at the window and see what we're doing around the garbage heap" I replied.

"I have an idea like this, I'll go around checking the whole room in first grade. If any girl is seen not rushing to the mosque, I will go to her and borrow her a book to read. I happened to bring some good books. After that I'll keep watch in front of the class, if anyone is going to the backyard, I'll distract him in any way" Cindy said.

"Okay, good idea too. Then, who is in charge of guarding and diverting the movements of Dino and Rengga sir?" my many.

"Let me take care of Mr. Rengga, while Gatot is holding Dino. After all, the two of them must have participated in prayer in the mosque," said Fajar.

"That means Imran and I were in charge of digging and checking the black crackle?" peekik Lidya's.

"Yes" replied Fajar.

"Have, then," replied Lidya.

[Allaahuakbar Allaaaaahuakbar ..]

Azan also meggema from Toa which is in my school mosque. All children rushed to the mosque to perform Zuhur congregational prayers. Dawn and Gatot rushed to find the whereabouts of Mr. Rengga and brother Dino. Cindy hurriedly checked the entire first-class room. Lidya and I looked at each other to wait for the right time to go to the backyard of the school. There was a little bit of worry in my heart, hopefully no one saw what we were doing, and hopefully the baby dance or ghost didn't show up back there, when the atmosphere is quiet like that.

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