New School Terror

Nil Self-Esteem as a Ghost

"I can't relax, Mba. Mira spoke exactly the same as her late father. It must be the same thing."

Hana sat down with Ratih expressing her worries.

"Pray all is well."

Trained to look at the door of Mira's room that was tightly closed. The girl fell asleep after fainting.

"I think Mira should be taken to Bogor, Mba. He's quieter down there. I can't bear to have a breakdown every day targeting my son."

Ratih understands Hana is afraid of something happening to her only child.

"Try later we take it there so that Mira's mind is more cool huh."

Hana nodded in agreement.

Jefri stays by Mira's side. In his sleep he kept hold of Jefri's hand tightly, unwilling to be far apart.

Their fate is not always good. Jefri thought a lot had changed since Mira told me there was one figure who had been after him for many years.

The figure that only appeared in front of Mira. Jefri had no idea what that figure looked like. Several times Mira's craze was terrorized.

***

Zafran watches anime in his television room alone. He should have slept by midnight.

As a result of the incident at school, his eyes were closed for one minute.

Zafran and Johan's relationship is not so close, they just pass the change of sports hours. Johan's first class Wednesday, 11D, was 11B.

At his disposal, Johan was a good boy. Don't know good but it's washed away or it's really good. Anyway they're not close. Just know the name.

Zafran mana dares to bengong in room. The television lit up a loud volume remained fearful.

Zafran chat his friends who experience insomnia also include Mak Gambreng aka Dewi, Surya Gendheng, and Mr. Irlan.

The six of them had a group chat. Jefri and Mira had no intention of showing up, the four of them were busy reaching out to the group.

"Please... "

"God!" zafran shouted throwing a cell phone.

Still tossing on the bed, falling in a soft place.

Zafran looked back. "Who?!" Then to the front.

"Huhn?" whispers lirih.

Johan went through the walls of Zafran's room. "Lo's my only hope, Zaf. Please, tell everyone."

Zafran was still cengo on his bed. "Gue can't, Jo. Tell me what?" His voice trembled taking a position ready to take a thousand steps.

"The new kid in your class also said he couldn't. You guys just said I didn't kill myself!"

"Mira?" Zafran gulped. "He can't let alone me. There ah go to achherat. Don't beat people up ... Horrified, Jo."

"Lo knows the dancing girls in our school? Ask him to let you believe it" Johan said, trying to convince Zafran.

"Gue just don't believe the talk of fellow humans, Jo. Try sincerely, accept the bitter reality so that you can go not flirting gini... "

"Great son of you to say! I'm disappointed that I killed myself, Zaf!"

"Bring everything up."

"Surely, they don't have to prove it."

"My Tibet lives to interfere in the affairs of the dead," said Zafran.

"Gift, Zaf."

"Your eyes! Don't netap in my house, there go." Zafran expels Johan.

Johan wants to turn through the wall again, but he remembers telling Zafran something booming among the ghosts.

"Before I came here I came to Mira. His mental condition is not too good" Johan said.

"There is no man who is mentally well attested by demit, anjir."

"Gue heard whispers from other ghosts. They say Jefri is not a good man, so more came Mira. I'm one of them."

"Hem?" Long enough Zafran brain loading.

"He's pretty respected, cool."

"Ohh, I've been friends with a local ghost huh lo now. Mind blowing" ledek Zafran.

"Awas you didn't make a promise. I'm building this house."

"Don't dong... " Main threatened Johan. "The ghost doesn't know itself. Many models kayak lo. If not one school I bacain ayat kursi let you overheat."

"Anjir."

Johan knew now, in their eyes a ghost seemed to be nothing. There is no self-respect.