GHOST VILLAGE
SECTION 18: AN EQUATION
Witnessing the shock of Dawn, no doubt made the three of us curious and intended to look at the biodata record that made them jump. And sure enough, when we all saw the note, Cindy's index finger pointed to the word "Education of the Father", I answered SMPN 01 Karang Jati, in the Lidya diary book written "I continued in this school because my father had also been to school here", while in the Gatot paper there is the inscription "His father Rossa used to school here". The three of us looked at each other, my thoughts mixed. It was good to find a bright spot about the mystery of the baby ghost, but on the other hand I was afraid my father had something to do with it. My hands suddenly trembled at the thought of such a bad thing.
"Im, are you okay?" ask Lidya.
"E-e-no, Lid. I'm okay" I replied lying.
"You don't think macem, Im. Not necessarily what you think is true" Fajar said as if he could read my mind.
"Yes, Jar. Thanks," I replied.
"Where, Im? Are we going to continue the investigation or not?" ask Cindy.
I was struck by Cindy's question, and then I answered her bitterly.
"Yes, we go on" I replied.
"Are you sure, Im?" ask Gatot.
"God willing I am sure. It's for the good of us all. If the mystery of the baby ghost has not been revealed, it will continue to disturb students, maybe even endanger lives, like yesterday that befell Mery." I answered more calmly than before.
All the children listened to my answer while watching my gurgle. I know they're weighing my feelings.
"Alright, then the discussion this time we end first, it seems like the other friends have started to arrive. Oh yes, these data I hold first yes. Later I want to find their complete data in Ms. Nanik's room. Coincidentally me and Cindy managed to catch Ms. Nanik. We will ask permission from Ms Nanik to be able to open the data of old students under the pretext of helping to tidy up or just what, pray for success?" say Dawn.
"Yes, Jar. Wow great You can be close to Miss Nanik," said Gatot.
"That's the dawn" he replied, acting smart.
*
The day ended a little late afternoon. Dawn and Cindy did not go straight home, but stopped by Ms. Nanik's room. I told them to go home first because you came to pick me up at the school gate. When I wanted to come to the Father, I had a glance at the Lab. IPA, there Mr. Rengga was chatting with the band's classmate. I stopped my steps to notice what they were doing inside. Unfortunately, they realized I was watching, they suddenly stared intently at me. I bowed respectfully then to them and immediately walked again to the Father.
Along the way I did not invite you to chat as usual. My mind floated everywhere along the way.
"What, yes, the Father who has been well known by the community, is good in the family, full of responsibility, turns out to have a dark past, which is unknown to others? It doesn't feel possible. So, what is the relationship between Mr, his father Rossa, and his father Mery with the appearance of the baby ghost? The three of them had the same birth year, and were in the same school that I am at now, and their three children were both bullied by the ghost of the baby, can't it be that there's something bad they've done before? Have the three of them ever been me ...? Oh my God .. even calling that deed I did not have the heart, not only not the heart, but I did not believe, my father did not have the slightest trait to show that he had been a bad person in the past. What if you have already tainted nasuha from his depraved deeds? Ah ... how could you not know the character of the Father at that time, did not my mother ever become his class sister, and they both also came from the same village? What if my mother did know you were bad, but she would accept your proposal because you have changed a lot? Didn't Mom ever say that you never hardly go to class because you miss a lot of lessons due to being too busy attending a football tournament? Aaaaaaarghhh .. my head quail"
"It's over, Im. Come hunt shower, ntar keburu maghrib," said the Father suddenly disperse my reverie. It turns out we have arrived home.
I nodded, not coming out a word from my mouth. I don't know why I feel so lazy communicating with you. The shadow of my past disturbs my mind.
After the maghrib prayer I invited Mom to chat. There was no Father at home, he was attending a round-trip study once a week from house to house.
"Mom, can I ask you about Father?" my many.
"Well, what's wrong?" Mom turned around to ask.
"No, Ma. There's nothing. Just ask," I replied.
"OK, please!" say Mother.
"Why do you want to accept my father's proposal?" my many.
"Ha ha ... Your question is funny, Im. Are you seriously asking that?" mom chuckles.
"His-yes Ma? answer yes?" I repeat in a serious tone.
"Okay, you're making Mom ticklish. But okay I answered, because your Father is good, diligent worship, diligent work, and patient," replied Mother while wiping her tears that came out from laughing earlier.
"Yes, Im. Your father was like that, cook you don't know?" ask mom.
"Yes, I know that, Mom. I mean, what was it back when I was my age, you were already that kind?" ask again.
"Ha ha ha ha ... You're really funny, Im. Your question is even stranger, according to Mother. When your age is your father like a junior in general, has not shown the characteristics of a good husband, he he he he ... I mean, when you're old enough, your father has qualities that no other young man has, so I accepted your father's proposal" I confirmed the answer.
"So Junior High could have been you doing naughty, Mom?" ask me more deeply.
"What kind of a nakal? If you do not do schoolwork, Mother will never tell you about it. But if you miss school sich like never," replied Mother.
"When are you going out or being a playboy?" I was a little slow.
"Ha ha ha .. Your question is even funnier, Im. Don't you have a girlfriend already? Hayo ngaku .. watch out, Mother forbid you to date," replied Mother.
"No, Ma. Imran is not dating, really" I replied.
"okay, good. As far as I know, your father never dated, but never had a crush on the mother's best friend who was a member of the school's ex-spirited band. If you have a crush on your father sich seems like a lot, but your father is difficult to like someone like him," replied Mother again.
"okay ... I'm sure you've never dated your best friend?" my many.
"Yakin .." replied Mother.
"Mom sure you've never dated anyone?" ask again.
"Yakin .." replied Mother.
"Dad's got a best friend, Mom?" ask again.
"Some," answered Mother.
"Whoever," I asked.
"Mom doesn't memorize her names. All I remember is Brother Irfan and Brother Galih, the other two I don't memorize. One of my soccer exkul friends is with your father, the other is like a karate kid. They are often seen gathering together" replied Mother.
"Do you know what they're doing when they're together?" my many.
"Yes not it, cook Mom want to deal with the affairs of boys. I also have my own activities with my friends. You just exist, Im kok consensus mam and Mommy?" ask Mother.
"Yes, Mom. I just wonder, what kind of life Sich Middle School children of the past Mother's era," I replied.
"Yes there already prepare the items you want to bring tomorrow to school! He said your upperclassman gave you the task of carrying strange things, but it's still at this hour." Mother told me.
"All right, ma'am" I replied.
I also immediately collected the items that I will bring tomorrow to school, the name is strange, I have to read carefully first what is meant, what is meant, chief quail basically decipher the secret codes given by upperclassmen.
At night, before going to bed I was still thinking about the time of Father Junior High.
"what has the Father done with his three friends? Irpanc ... Galih .. one football kid .. one karate kid ... Tomorrow I'll have Dawn and Cindy trace their identities. And also we're gonna track down who the baby's mother is? Don't-don't ...,"
Seriate
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