GHOST VILLAGE

SECTION 40: WHO IS HE?

I held the yellow mark on my waist, the yellow mark suddenly incarnated into a rope. I remember Mr. Rengga's message before I got in here, I had to pull the rope if I was in danger. Right now my friends and I are really in danger. The wounded tiger was trying to attack me, while I had no weapons to fight it anymore.

"Bismilahirrahmanirrohiiim ...,"

I prayed while pulling the rope.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ..," I and my five companions both cried out loudly as the bodies of the six of us suddenly seemed to be pulled by a tremendous force away from the tiger's snare. What we felt at that moment was like we were sitting on the hood of a car and then suddenly the car was going very fast beyond what we had expected, we automatically held each other because we were afraid to let go. Because of the tightness of our movement, I closed my eyes. A few seconds later when I opened my eyes, the tiger was no longer in front of my eyes. There is only a stretch of coffee garden, while on the other side there are Pak Rengga, Kak Dino, Dawn, and Gatot. I looked the other way.

"Alhamdulillah, the five children also managed to survive the captivity of the ghosts of the coffee garden,"

"Thank God, you all finally survived" said Mr. Rengga with a breath of breath.

Dawn and Gathoth came to me and hugged me.

"Good Job, Fren. You're really great. We were worried about your situation and other friends" said Fajar.

"I'm grateful you and your friends can come back" Gatot said.

"Already ... already .. do not use cry-nangis everything. Importantly, me and the five children are safe," I replied as I let go of their arms.

The other five children came rushing towards me and hugging me.

"Im, thank you very much. And we're sorry to have left you" said one of them.

"Of course, forget ... I'm also grateful to you for saving me inside" I replied

They also hugged and apologized to Gatot and Dawn.

"Rengga Park ... Brother Dino .. thank you very much, yes ... Thanks to the help of Father and Brother, we all survived" I said.

"Have forgotten, you are like this too because of our lack of supervision. Now as good as you all get ready to go home, mumpung still isya'. I'm sure your parents are there to pick you up for school. By the way are any of you injured?" said Mr. Rengga calmly without expression.

"There, sir .." cried the five children.

"I, Sir. Right behind me ...," I said while showing the calf part behind me that was torn by the tiger. But me and the five kids were really shocked when the calf behind me wasn't hurt in the least. There was only a birthmark there, I opened the other leg but also no wound. I stood up to make sure my feet were okay. And it turns out that my leg wasn't hurt.

"Really, Mr. Rengga. It was in there, my calf was injured. Even I got carried by my friends," I said a bit loudly to Mr. Rengga with the intention that I was not labeled as a liar or a braggart.

"Yes, Sir. Inside there, Imran's leg was actually injured. His blood was pouring everywhere" replied one of the children.

"Here you go, let's go back to school. The other teams have finished carrying out this exploration activity," said Mr. Rengga flat, even seemed to not believe our explanation.

We rushed to school accompanied by Mr. Rengga and Kak Dino. The coffee leaves behind us waved loudly, but there was no wind around the place, as if to show that the inhabitants of the place were angry with us.

I took the time to clean my body in the bathroom next to the halls for the musholla, and replace it with a change of clothes in the bag that I left to Dawn. Then we continued our journey to school.

"Why did my wound suddenly heal that fast? Why my wound was right on my birthmark, a birthmark my mother thought was very historic. Father and Mother never want to tell about the history of the birthmark, do you know why? Isn't a birthmark usually a sign that's been around since birth? What is so special about my birthmark? Why did the woman behind Ki Barong know my name? How do they know my name?"

My brain was going around looking for answers to all my questions, but there was no question I could answer. Everything is mysterious and magical to me. Mr. Rengga's cold reaction also caused another curiosity in my heart. How could he not believe the explanation of the wound on my leg that suddenly disappeared.

"Pak Rengga .. Who is this teacher? His actions were very suspicious, but on the one hand, he and Brother Dino were the ones who saved me and my friends. He also knew the unseen things in the coffee garden, because according to his confession, he once saved his friend in such a way when he was a child. Why was Mr Rengga in that place when he was a child?"

The thoughts about Mr. Rengga also made my brain mumble and my curious soul thrash. With his cold and stiff attitude, I couldn't possibly ask him directly about everything about him that made me curious.

After a few minutes we finally arrived at the school. The coffee garden was only a few minutes away at school. There is a village cash field located not so far from the coffee garden. Every year, it is said that the field is often used for football competitions between villages and districts.

"Please fill your absences before returning home!" kak Dino said to the wolf team.

"Alright, Brother. Once again thank you for all the help Brother," I said.

"Signature school, your parents are waiting outside. And rest at home, remember tomorrow there are still two important activities for you, show ability and post test." replied Kak Dino.

"Yes, brother" I replied.

"One more thing, prepare yourself" said Kak Dino again.

"Prepared for what else, brother?" manya curious.

"The value of your group while the lowest, if tomorrow you can not provide optimal results, be prepared to face the oddities again tomorrow night," said Kak Dino with a heavy voice.

"I mean Brother?" my question is getting curious.

"I mean, be prepared to clean up all the rooms in this school that are used for this MOS activity" Kak Dino replied with a trembling voice.

There was horror implied from Kak Dino's reply just now

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