
I seem to have come a little early that morning. So, in class only a few children came. My four friends have not come yet. They usually come around a bit, just like me.
"Morning tumben, Im?" ask one of my friends.
"Yes, here. Just get some more spirit," I replied.
Finally my friend and I were involved in a long conversation about the lessons and the origin of our respective regions. A few minutes later Cindy and Lidya appear at the classroom door.
"Well, your tumben came before us, Im?" ask Lidya.
"Yes, Lid. I want to convey something to the four of you," I replied.
"What's up, Im?" ask Cindy.
"Something to do with Dance" I replied again.
"Have you received any important information from your parents?" ask Lidya.
"Yes, Lid" I replied, nodding my head.
"Let's tell us, Im. I can't wait to find out" said Lidya.
"Wait for Gatot and Dawn to come, Lid. So that I don't have to relay it back to the two of them" I replied.
"All right," replied Lidya.
A few seconds later.
"Assalamualaikum," said one's greeting from the entrance. It turned out that Dawn and Gathoth were standing at the entrance.
"Waalaikumsalam," answered us who were in the classroom.
"Finally come also you," said Lidya.
"Well, we are coming, we want to be smart like you, too" replied Gatot.
"Your face is beaming like that, Lid. Not as usual" said Fajar.
"Yes, Jar. Today I am happy because according to Imran. He has got a lot of important information from both parents" replied Lidya.
"Is that what Lidya said, Im?" ask Fajar to me.
"Yes, Jar" I replied while nodding.
"What kind of info is that, Im?" ask Dawn again.
I took them to my stool, which happened to be a little separated from the other children.
After the five of us docked on my bench, I told him all the information that my father had given me. They were astonished by the news I was giving. Lidya and Cindy look very emotional hearing my story.
"That spy! He killed an innocent child" Cindy said slowly.
"Basic people have no heart. Just for the sake of maintaining his pride, he could kill someone's life. It was as if the lives of others were worth nothing in his eyes" Lidya cried.
"I think it's awkward, Im. If the spy had to finish the life of Tari just on the grounds that Tari had caught him peeking Mega bu in the bathroom. A few days before he was caught by your father and his friends, even almost ganged up. However, eventually the headmaster and the teachers were more in favor of the spy. Of course, if all the school residents know his indecent behavior, the headmaster will also be embarrassed. But that reason was not strong enough for the spy to kill Tari" Fajar said.
"It's not so, Jar. Dance finds out about another crime from the spy. That's what makes the spy not hesitate to kill him," I replied.
"What crime, Im?" ask Dawn again.
"Father kept that a secret from me, Jar" I replied.
"Who is that spy, Im? Have we met him before?" ask Gatot.
"Come, Tot. You also kept that a secret to me. Only, the father asked the five of us to help carry out his plan to catch the spy," I replied.
"Plan? Don't we have a plan, too, Im?" ask Dawn.
"I told my father about our plan. And it turns out that the father also approved our plan, but combined with the plan of the father," I replied.
"When will your father's plan be carried out?" ask Dawn.
"So we're not going home?" ask Fajar again listened to by others.
"Yes, Jar. You also advised, we must be careful and vigilant, because there could be people around here who are involved," I said.
"Or is it that the spy is one of the people in this school?" ask Lidya.
"Come," I replied, shaking my head.
"All right, just tell me your father's plan, Im. Let us all listen and not be wrong in carrying it out" said Fajar.
"All right.This is your plan ..." I started to tell stories.
[Teeeeeeeeet teeeeeeeet]
Just now I was going to tell you my plan, suddenly the bell rang a sign that the students had to gather in the field first to carry out the morning apple.
"How are these guys? The bell has rung," I said.
"Let's get some rest, Im!" answer the dawn with disappointment.
"Okay," I replied.
We also headed to the field. I saw curious faces emanating from my four best friends.
After finishing the morning apple, the children went to their respective classes to receive lessons from the father and mother teacher. After the end of the fourth lesson, it was time for the children to enjoy the first hour of rest. Me and my four friends chose to gather in the backyard of the school, under a small tree that was quite leafy. After consuming the supplies we brought, we also began to discuss about the father's plan.
"Come, tell me in detail about your father's plan, Im!" lidya said impatiently.
"Alright, Lid" I replied.
I told them the whole story of my father's plan. It appeared on their faces that there was a little fear, but since we all had a high spirit to solve the mystery of the death of the Dance, we ignored the fear.
"How, guys? Are you ready to do the job?" ask them.
"E-e-e, actually I'm scared, Im. But for the sake of revealing the case, I'm ready to brave myself" Cindy replied.
"Thank you, Cin. I salute you. Relax, I will take care of you as long as you carry out your duties" I replied.
"No, Im!" cut Dawn.
"Why, Jar? Are you not willing to carry out this plan?" I asked with a disappointed face.
"That's not what I meant, Im. Not only are you going to protect Cindy, but we all have to protect each other. Let none of us be hurt" replied Fajar.
"I agree with Dawn" cried Gatot.
"I also agree with what Fajar said just now" Lidya cried.
I smiled happily at the answers of my friends.
"Well that means no more problems, right? Are we all ready to do our job?" my word.
My four friends smiled with passion and confidence.
"Ready, Im!" answer them compactly.
"Oh yes, don't forget. Then after school, we all have to prepare all the needs to carry out the father's plan," I said.
"Yes, Im. Anyway there should be no wrong alley at all because the stakes are our lives," replied Fajar.
[Teeeeeeeeeeeeet teeeeeeeet]
The entrance bell suddenly sounded. It's time for the five of us to get into class to get some math lessons from Mrs Ratih. While passing through the IPA lab, I saw Mr. Rengga reading a book in one of the chairs. His sharp eyes I accidentally caught were glancing towards the five of us. His sharp gaze always gave rise to his own horrors.
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Thank God the author is healthy thanks to the prayers of all friends. However, if the update is still faltered because the author must complete tasks during illness. Thanks for understanding.