My mother's a ghost

The Part 50

My mother's a ghost

The Part 50

Pak Hartanto, Pak Guntur, Bu Siti, and Bu Cahya, fell silent when they found some facts in this camp activity.

“How do I account for all this? The case of Dara is not finished. Already appeared again other problems.” Sorry Mr. Hartanto while holding his chin with his hands.

“So, Dara hasn't met until now, Mr Har?” Ask Ms. Cahya.

“Ya so.” Sahut Pak Har is not spirit. “I also don't understand Dara's parents. They seem not to care about the loss of Dara.” Mr. Har decided to share it with his fellow professional. All this time Mr. Har just kept it alone. “Dara's parents only asked for compensation of twenty million to not spread the community.”

“Hah? Twenty million? It is cheap to value a child for them. Dara's their real daughter, right?” Bu Cahya's question was fierce.

“Betul. I have the same thought. But they also requested that the widest attempt to find Dara. Although secretly and without involving the police.” Connect Mr. Har.

“Waduh, what kind of parent is that?” Sahut Pak Guntur does not trust the attitude of the parents of one of his students.

“It seems I was wrong in taking the decision to resume our annual activities.” Mr. Hartanto revealed what was felt some time ago.

“Mr is not wrong. Who could have thought that one of our students would be missing, right?” Reply Bu Cahya to calm Pak Hartanto.

Mr. Thunder does not want to dissolve in the story of the past. He wants this year's activities to end happily and of course all campers must survive.

“Are the Mothers sure that Sena and Doni do not return to Post 2 after me and others leave?” The third time Mr. Thunder asked Bu Siti and Bu Cahya.

“Yes, Mr. Thunder. It goes on so. Cook the hell I should lie? What to try?” Reply Miss Cahya.

“Ya, it could be that one of you has bad intentions as children.” Mr. Thunder made the teachers look at each other suspiciously.

“Ah, Mr. Thunder is weird. Cook the hell the teacher in our school kidnaps a kid. What else is the student himself.” Reply Miss Cahya.

Bu Siti bristled as her memory gave rise to the incident when several strands of hair came out of the backpack carried by Mr Teguh. “Mr and Bu Cahya, do you know Mr Teguh well?” Said Lady Siti whispering.

“Know. Mr. Teguh is a very good teacher, Ms. Siti. His devotion to academic and non-academic development really paid off. Our school often gets a champion, thanks to the guidance of Mr. Teguh.” Reply Miss Cahya.

“But,” Bu Siti justifies her sitting position. “There is a strange same Mr. Teguh.” Said Bu Siti lirih.

“Bu Siti is why, anyway? How is this weird? If there's anything to say, just say.” Reply Bu Cahya sued Bu Siti.

“Pak Guntur, earlier in Post 3, there is Pak Teguh, ?” Tanya Bu Siti switched the conversation.

“Nothing, Mom. Oh yes, I also just realized, really Mr Teguh does not exist, yes?” Reply Mr. Thunder astonished. He then reached into the pocket of his pants to pick up a mobile phone. “Try me to contact Mr. Yusuf first.” Without delay, Mr. Thunder immediately contacted Mr. Yusuf.

“Nothing, Mr. Thunder. Earlier on heading to Post 3, Mr. Teguhuhnya back to Post 2. He said his HP was missing. So he came back again. But until now it has not arrived at Post 3.” Reply Mr. Yusuf explained.

“Waduh, that's it, sir. Yes already. Just try to call me Mr. Teguhnya. Already yes, Mr. Yusuf.” Sahut Pak Guntur's.

“Then, how is the development of the missing child, sir?” Ask Mr. Yusuf does not want to lose the opportunity to get information, to kill his curiosity.

“Still critical, Sir. I will be informed again. To be sure, three students are not yet clear of his whereabouts.” Reply Mr. Thunder did not relieve the feelings of Mr. Joseph.

“Wadd. How much more, sir? Do I and Bu Rima need to do something?” Ask Mr. Joseph to offer.

“For now not, sir. Later I will inform you again the development, yes.” Said Mr. Thunder trying to end his conversation with Mr. Yusuf. “Oh yes, Mr. Yusuf. Later if Mr. Latif and his troops arrive at Post 3, please convey to immediately invite them back to the camp yes, Mr.” The orders of Mr. Thunder. “Pak Har has also ordered to stop the departure of children from the camp to Post 2. Let this show be over, sir.”

“Good, Mr. Thunder. Command implemented. Then me and Miss Rima, how?” Ask Mr. Yusuf.

“Just go back to camp, sir. Ask them to calm the kids. Don't let them know what's going on.” Reply Mr. Thunder.

Bu Siti was increasingly agitated because she heard some conversation beheaded from Mr. Thunder and Mr. Joseph.

“Fix, something is not right this same Mr. Teguh.” Said Ms. Siti worried.

“Actually what's the matter, Miss Siti?” Ask Pak Guntur impatiently want to uncover the suspicion of Bu Siti.

“Tadi Pak Teguh did return to Post 2. I almost had a heart attack because Mr. Teguh appeared from there without lighting, Mr.” Terang Bu Siti whispered while pointing at the direction of Mr. Teguh's arrival, making other teachers focus their hearing so as not to misinterpret the explanation. “Keep, Mr. Teguh also said that his HP was left in the house. Because I remember that only Mr. Thunder had time to enter the house, so I appeared at a speck of suspicion. I followed Mr. Teguh into the house. Know no?” Ms. Siti stopped her story and looked around. He wanted to make sure that Mr. Teguh was not among them.

“Know what, Bu?” Ask Mr. Har impatiently.

“From in his backpack Mr. Teguh, there are several strands of hair sticking out. I was not able to think clearly at that time.” Said Ms. Siti almost crying because she remembered how scared she was back then. “Mean me call Mr. Latif so quickly get here.”

“Hair? You mean Bu Siti, Mr Teguh kidnapped Dandi and put him in a backpack, so?” Reply Mr. Thunder. “That's right, Mom. That dandi's probably the same weight as me. The boy is tall and big. Where maybe Mr. Teguh who is not young anymore is able to hold Dandi.” Tungkas Pak Guntur who is very confident that Pak Teguh will not be able to bring Dandi in his carrier.

“Lantas? What do I see that, sir?” Urge Bu Siti to be more frightened by the experience she has experienced herself.

“I tried to contact Mr. Teguh.” Mr. Har decided to look for a concrete answer. But unfortunately, his initial goal was to get the good news, it displays a pale face because Mr. Teguh's mobile phone is not active.

“Do we have to contact the police?” Ask Mr. Har who found no way out.

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