GHOST VILLAGE

THE EXTRA PART 3

Parto and I were surprised that Echa suddenly talked like that. But we both ignored it because we thought it was just a little boy's talk that didn't need to be taken seriously. After all, after talking about the kayak, the Echa has returned engrossed in playing with the marbles again.

"Already, don't think about it, Im," said Parto.

"Yes, To" I replied.

"Oh yes, To. I just remember, a while ago, I met Mr. Anton at school," I said, switching the subject.

"P-pak A-anton ...," he murmured.

"Yes, Mr. Anton who used to be a member of Pak Prapto's men. Now he has risen in rank and is assigned to the police station near my school" I replied.

"Yeah, I just remembered. How's that martial arts cop? What the hell is he talking to you? Does he have a wife and children now?" cerocos Parto's.

"One-to-one dong! How am I gonna answer that if you ask him that streak?" my protest.

"Eh, sorry, Im. I really miss talking to Mr. Anton. Me and him used to be very familiar. Just in Polsek, I was very afraid to answer the question of the investigator, Mr. Anton who accompanied and supported me not to be afraid. Mr. Anton also told me a lot about his career. He told me that he was born from a poor family. His father and mother worked for a police officer. His parents' employers loved Mr. Anton very much. Mr. Anton financed his school from Elementary School to High School. Then Mr. Anton by being supported by his parents' employer also followed the selection to be able to school as a police officer. And it turns out Mr. Anton managed to become a police officer. I became very inspired by the story of Mr. Anton's life journey," said Parto.

"Yes, To. Mr. Anton asked you at the time" I replied.

"So far, what do you say to him?" Parto asked back.

"I answer you are busy managing the rice fields" I replied.

"What was his reaction then, Im?"

"Hm ..," I thought for a moment. Then the sound of the vehicle came from the west.

Parto and I both turned to the approaching car. The car stopped on the side of the road. Parto and I were both confused and guessing who was in the car. Not long ago we thought, the person behind the wheel got out of the car. He was a man in union clothes. We were stunned when the man turned his head towards us who were chatting.

"Assalamualaikum ...," said the man who turned out to be Mr. Anton.

"Waalaikumsalam ...," we both answered with a sigh of excitement because the person we were just talking about suddenly appeared before us.

"P-sister A-anton???" we both scream at the same time.

"Yes, this is Imran ... Parto ...," replied the strapping man as he stepped towards us.

"Yahoooo!!!!" We both ran towards Mr. Anton. We immediately invited him to shake hands and kiss his hand. Mr. Anton stroked our little body into his warm embrace.

"Alhamdulillah .. I can finally meet you again" said Mr. Anton while stroking the backs of both of us.

Feelings of joy and joy make our tears flow. For a few seconds, the three of us melted that longing. Finally, we both realized to invite Mr. Anton to enter the house.

"Monggo, come in first, sir!" said Parto while wiping her tears.

"Yes, To. Thank you" replied Anton.

The three of us entered the living room of Parto's house.

"Your mom and dad are healthy, right?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Sound father, sir. If you're a little unwell," replied Parto.

"Where are they now, To? It's been a long time since I've met them" replied Mr. Anton.

"Father is taking the mother to the home of Mr. Ateng, sir," replied Parto.

"Sir Ateng retired soldier?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Yes, sir," replied Parto.

"He was often dizzy and coughing, sir" replied Parto.

"Hope your mother gets well soon, To. I miss your mother's cooking" replied Mr. Anton.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you," replied Parto.

"If your father and mother how are they, Im?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Thank God, everyone's healthy, sir. It's just that the two of them are now going to the west's pacifist and bulik house" I replied.

"alright. Hopefully before I go home, can meet the parents of both of you," said Mr. Anton again.

"Aamiiin ...," we replied.

"Im ...," said Mr. Anton.

"What's up, sir?" my many.

"Did you tell Parto about our meeting at your school a while ago?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Already, Sir. But not all I told you because Mr. Anton was coming," I replied.

"So, you just told Parto?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Yes, sir," I replied.

"It just so happens to mean, huh?" cetus Mr. Anton.

"Yes, sir," I replied.

"What's the story about, Im?" ask Parto while poking my arm.

I turned to my best friend, but I answered nothing because Mr. Anton was already here. I thought, let Mr. Anton tell Parto everything.

"What, Im?" parto asked while poking my arm once more.

"Let Mr. Anton speak directly to you, Im," I replied.

Parto scrunched her forehead in confusion.

Mr. Anton took a deep breath.

"Look, To. Some time ago I asked Imran about your situation and also the activities you are pursuing. Well, from Imranlah zaya know that you do not continue school. Is that right, To?" ask Mr. Anton.

"Right-be-right, sir. I didn't go to school because-" Parto replied stammeringly.

"Yes, I understand your family's condition. If Imran is good to go to school because he got a scholarship. You do not have the cost to continue your school. Is that right, To?" ask Mr. Anton again.

"Yes, sir is right. The economic condition of my family does not allow me to continue school like Imran" Parto replied with a duck.

"You don't have to be sad, To. Especially to regret the economic condition of your family. Because, I know your father and mother worked hard to raise you. It's just that, to send you to Junior High, that's what your parents can't reach. Even so, I know both of your parents still educate you well. The proof is that you have a very commendable character and behavior. Even if I can be honest. Many children are in high school but their morals and deeds do not reflect their level of education. It's just that I really want you to be able to go to school because this country needs knight-spirited people like you, To," said Mr. Anton.

Parto just shut up and ducked. Mr. Anton took something out of his bag. We glanced at the object that Mr. Anton was carrying. It turns out Mr. Anton is taking out a piece of paper. He opened the paper wide and poured it over to Parto.

Parto received a paper given by Mr. Anton. And he suddenly shakes.

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