He did?

CHAPTER 5

I screamed loudly as a hand gripped my head. At that time I was sitting at the cafeteria table that Indira, Genta and Fadhil used to hang out.

"Not hysterical, either."

I glared at Indira who removed her hand from my head, then sat down next to me while putting down a glass of purple ice pop.

"Where not hysterical. I'll dream again. What if my heart is broken?"

"Yes, if you stay put again" Indira grinned, but that I don't think is funny at all. "What are you daydreaming about, anyway?"

Oh, my God, what am I supposed to say. There's no way I'm saying that I met Indira KW's ghost.

"Gue wants to ask you, Ra. Did you come to my house yesterday?" tanyaku seriously.

Indira was confused by my question. "Lo's crazy, huh? I know your house doesn't either. I know you are new here."

Oh, ja. It is also true what Indira said. We'll just find out where she might know my house.

"Why indeed?" tanyakanya.

"Mmmm .. yesterday when I came home, I saw someone who looked a lot like you. Her hair is a little choppy. She's wearing those party dresses, huh." As much as possible I explained the characteristics of the girl.

I noticed the look on Indira's face that was cheerful suddenly pale. "Lo look where?" he heard his voice slightly trembling.

"On the roadside when I go home. Stay in my house too" I replied.

"Sori, Via's. I have to go. I have a sudden business." Indira immediately left without answering my words.

Strange why his attitude is like that. There was something Indira was hiding. Something I don't know yet, and it certainly makes me. Ughhh .. bored also long in the cafeteria.I also decided to walk around the school. While I was in the school corridor, I met the bete guy. Shit, why do I have to see him again, anyway? My name is in my heart. Our faces cross. That bete guy's blocking my way. I'm going left, he's going left. I'm going right, he's going right.

"Don't turn my way dong!" I'm starting to get unhappy.

"The blockando la mia strada!" he said with his face flat.

Geez, this guy looks good. At home, what problem does he have, anyway? So, no one entertained him? But never mind, why am I thinking about it.

"Lo's fighting my way!" re-said.

Brazen, it's obvious he's blocked my path. I swear, this time I met a guy like this. I want to feel like I'm cursing him. Okay, I took a deep breath, I chose to give up and just leave, rather than having to deal with him. And again I feel bad if I have to be the center of everyone's attention. I don't know since when the people around the corridor focused their attention on me.

"Aaaaa .." a scream. All the students, including me, went straight to the BP room, where the source of the sound came from.

I met Indira in the crowd.

"What's up, Via?" I heard Indira's voice near my ear.

I put my shoulders down. "Eitherway. I don't know either."

"Che cosa and questo? What's going on, Madre?" I heard a tinge of worry from Leo's voice.

"Madre?" many wonder. I think I know the meaning of this word. What, huh? I twirled my fingers at my temple. Oh, yeah I remember. Madre that means Mother?

Okay, even if anyone hears my question.

No one answered. They were too busy with the spectacle before their eyes.

"Yes, Leo is the son of BP's teacher, Bu Ratna "sahut Indira. It was as if he could read my thoughts that I appreciated through the look on my confused face.

Really, I can't believe that that bete guy is Miss Ratna's son. I heard from the children that Ms. Ratna was friendly, polite. Their nature is highly inversely proportional. Even though the new student at this school. I can already conclude that it is more suitable to be the son of Mrs Ratna, Mr. Denis. And I just found out that the bete guy is indeed an Italian-Indonesian crossbreed. Ms Ratna's husband is Italian.

I saw Bu Ratna's face in shock when I saw the red writing on the wall of the room,

Tragedy a year ago, blood was avenged with blood. Miss Ratna must die!!!

At first glance it looks like writing that often appears in horror films.

I just realized, the writing gave off a fishy smell that made me nauseous. The writing was written in blood.

I shudder. Who is the madman who is capable of doing that.

Leo turned his head and looked at us all. His face was full of anger. Like a volcano ready to spurt out its lava.

"Who has confessed this to me?" Her voice boomed. No one dared to answer. Only silence was found.

Jeez, this bete guy if really angry. His eyes glared sharply at all of us. Like a wolf ready to pounce on its prey.

No one dared to answer. Everyone was silent, including me. Until the Headmaster arrives. And beside him stood a figure I recognized. He is Mr. Ikhsan.

The Headmaster looked at all of us. "What are you guys doing here for? Quickly disperse, return to your respective classes!" his yell.

Spontaneous all the students immediately ran towards their respective classes, including me and Indira.

I stopped my footsteps when I knew Indira was not behind me. I looked left and right, nothing. It was precisely what I saw a girl wearing that lacy dress made her conspicuous. At first I felt awkward looking at him, because he was watching me. Because my curiosity had arisen, and I didn't know why it felt like my feet were moving on their own like something was pulling them to get close to the girl. I forced myself to approach him.

When I was about to step foot, someone patted me on the shoulder. I was surprised, it turned out Indira.

"Where are you going, Via?" tanyakanya.

"Anu .. I see him again. The same girl you. It was in sa-" I pointed towards the girl it was in. But no one was there.

"Where is the boy?" Instead of answering my question, Indira just silently looked at me. His face looks pale.

"We need to talk." He pulled my hand. Take me away from the crowd.