New School Terror

Jefri to the House of Irlan

Jefri took off his shoes as soon as he entered Irlan's house. Just like the first word Mira mentioned in her heart, majestic.

"Pake sandals, Jef."

Jefri smiled, wearing black slippers that Irlan lent him.

Of course, having a house this big will not be allowed to stick dust.

Jefri must be careful, all his words and actions can leave an impression on other residents in this house.

"You want to go straight back?"

"Show me where the pool is. Maybe you want to take a shower.. "

They pass through the living room and still have to be straight straight straight back to the pool.

"Lo don't want to be ignored during fighting?" Irlan chuckled, but was worried as well to let Jefri fight the water ghost alone.

Jefri is not easily defeated. "Just one, right?"

"Hopeful troupe?"

Jefri meant that if there were more than one water ghost maybe not strong he would just run away.

Irlan shifted the door to the backyard. Yesterday came with Mira, now with Jefri.

It was fortunate that the water ghosts in Irlan's house could meet them.

Jefri took a look around first before starting.

Irlan watched from where he stood.

Jefri's reflection in the pool water is fast flowing enough to indicate there is another energy.

"Non't it take long, Jef?" Irland asked from behind.

Jefri's eyes closed for a few seconds. "You coming with me?" He looked around, waiting for Irlan's answer.

"Gue wants to help, but doesn't know how."

"Don't get in the water before I go out" Jefri said.

"How long? You can have "

Jefri took off the sandals.

The byurr!

Irlan ran small to the edge of the pool. His head slightly looked down at Jefri in the water.

"It can swim.. " Irlan sure.

As long as Irlan waited for Jefri to appear, her mind wondered what she was doing in stone style.

Jefri held his breath in the water in a standing position.

**

Although his eyes were closed and did not breathe after entering the water, Jefri's soul met the ghost of a long thin-haired woman, her eyeballs were as red as fire, and her purple skin was moist so that her veins stood out.

In front of Jefri there was now a red glowing whirlpool that was the boundary of human nature and the supernatural realm.

Jefri's soul entered the vortex causing him to appear silent from Irlan's sight.

"I like that girl... "

Jefri doesn't want to talk much. He took out a small tube container causing the water ghost to be sucked in.

**

Dar!

Irlan retreated away from the edge of the pool as soon as she watched the whirlpool burst to the surface.

"Jefri lo is fine there, right?"

Jefri finished his business. He returned to his body and immediately appeared to the surface of the water taking in as much air as possible.

Irlan was so relieved Jefri was still alive.

"Gue thought you forgot your breath, Jef."

Jefri walked to the edge and rode with the help of Irlan's hand.

They sat next to the pool.

"How can you hold your breath for half an hour? Anjai."

"Shortly dong?"

"Should it mean a long time?"

"No.. " Jefri is only reluctant to negotiate with ghosts or genies who intend to harm family members. "Now, simple can be, throw it better."

Irlan didn't take Jefri for granted with a small container. Irlan was astonished and a little suuzon got bullied.

"What?"

"It's in here." Jefri's eyeballs glanced at the water.

Irlan refused subtly. "Make lo. I am a true hereafter."

They were silent for a moment looking at the twilight sky.

Irlan was grateful that Jefri would help her.

Jefri was more grateful that his ghost had vanished.

"If the lid is opened it will come out again like in the movie "Aladdin" ?"

"There shouldn't be. Not just a doang."

"missing? Vanishing cake swallowed by the earth?"

Jefri scratched the nape of the neck confused how to explain so that it is easy to understand.

"As intended. Hm, instead of just sealing the ghost, I want him to go from around you. Understood?"

"Damn!" Irlan embraces Jefri so excited and proud.

"Lan." Jefry called.

"What?"

Whether you have to say this or not, Jefri still wants to tell Irlan.

"Lo inget the parable of Zafran, Mira, is just me, right?"

"Door, staircase, bridge. Is that right? What wrong?" Irlan rada forgot.

"The door is always open. Need a ladder to cross. There are times when the bridge is broken or collapsed ... Can you help them cross?"

"Huh? There's no bridge and how do you cross it, oncom?"

Thinking about it Jefri felt very complicated.

Irlan is not wrong, Jefri is not right to make a figure of speech.

"What's under the bridge until I have to help them cross?" Exactly the question of Irlan.

Jefri unhesitatingly replied, "The river where the spirits of heaven continue to exist without ceasing like a current."

Irlan's spit was swallowed by force. "Ter-and there's no boat bridge? A ship? It's not just getek."

"Over directly. The path against the current."

"This is the definition of having a brain but no mind."