New School Terror

Small Problems That Can Become Big

Zafran set foot on the muddy ground. Highlight his eyes surrounded the surrounding bamboo forest that was gripping in the dark night wrapped in lightning.

No noise of crickets or anything. Only silence made Zafran rub his two arms goosebumps.

This must have been a nightmare. Each of his eyes were closed always going into the wilderness, otherwise in the school hallway. The atmosphere continues at night, never morning or afternoon whose light is bright.

Come onl. They're not vampires who fear the sun.

Zafran means, the sun in the morning is right for sunbathing. If he is chased by a horde of ghosts, let him run while exposed to the morning sun.

This night it is hard to find a way. The ghosts that come more and the severity of Zafran has not been able to regulate his tribe.

It took someone else whoever it was to wake him up from dreamland in order to quickly awaken to the real world.

Acting brave enough to quell fear.

Zafran ruffled his waist as he said, "You guys prefer my lofty dreams well. There will be a jumpscare in front of Mat-Anjim!"

From the tree ahead there was a black imagine darting up the tree across.

"My heart, you must be strong! Don't fear!"

Cracks!

"Whoaah! Anjrit! Shocked, motherfucker!"

The sound of a puddle of muddled water trampled on an invisible foot shocked the man.

"Your sins make me utter words of pearl!"

"If you want to wipe me well. God willing I accept, calm down. Just don't get in."

Zafran's legs retreated slowly reading the silent situation under the guise of threat.

He was ready to run away but a doorway light opened from the two trees crossed by the black shadow earlier.

The desire to be uninterested is nothing more than his curiosity.

I don't know why he felt the light approaching. His sight reached out to the figure of a man standing back against the light.

Suddenly the man's bones suddenly stiff can not be moved. It will be nailed so as not to go a little from there. Zafran wanted to run straight away and go home.

"Allahumma- "

The prayer that was about to be offered was interrupted because Zafran saw many genie creatures circling the mysterious man behind the light.

As powerful as Zafran moves while sharpening the figure of who he sees perhaps knowingly, the prayer that is read in the heart is never finished until the end. Always cut off in the middle of the road.

***

"Zafran!"

Geck! Geck!

Mr. Adit knocked on the table waking his protege from a long sleep.

They both held back the laughter of Zafran waking up with a line running from the corner of the lips to the ears.

"Wash sono's face! Litter spills." The goddess grumbled as usual.

"Use rest well. Don't turn around, sleep late in the morning. Don't repeat tomorrow."

Zafran's shoulders slumped weakly. He was sleepy until he fell asleep for two hours of Mr. Adit's lessons.

"Yes, sir."

Irlan felt sorry for her friend. He took Zafran to the bathroom to wash his face.

"awake. I'm going to go to the bathroom, hunt."

Zafran stood up, staggering behind Irlan. Sleeping for a moment feels very long.

"When did I dream well?"

Irlan looked at him in the sink. "Prayer is why."

"Lo said it can add to the adventure experience, similar to the doraemon door."

"The more you get here the more unclear. I dreamt of people, but I don't know who. Didn't see his face. He was surrounded by many jinns, at first glance resembling a heretic sect."

I don't know. Zafran shrugged doubtfully over the theory through his prejudices.

"There are sects now?"

"Not wrong. In sono country, there is worship of God but ask for people's lives. That's lost."

"Ohh, there's." Irlan just found out.

"When do you know I have feelings for Mira? Jefri, Awan, Juan, the others don't know."

It is a hidden fact of a Zafran.

While only the two of them were in the bathroom, Irlan briefly smiled meaningfully.

"No need to know how. Now take care of your feelings. You can't be jealous in the current situation. Sure it'll be safe forever?"

"As long as your mouth is not a bucket like Mr. Adit must be controlled and safe" replied Zafran.

"Gue didn't know the reaction of Mira's cousins. Preparation from now on, Zaf."

"No need to prepare. I don't intend to express my feelings."

"Why?"

Zafran is more self-aware than situation conscious. "Mirza is now Mira's fake girlfriend is the best. Totally pissed off if I was the same one he was dating."

Irlan understood it until here. No one can protect Mira as well as her cousins and Mirza.

The past of Mirza and Mira also shows that until now there is still a residual feeling that is not finished.

They split up because of family issues. Re-discovered for the same reason.

Wouldn't it be too selfish if Zafran expressed feelings for Mira who was his best friend for four months?

Wouldn't it be greedy if Zafran removed the concern for his heart when Mira didn't remember what happened to him and Indri on the school roof to take the life of one of them?

Mira is the third person to lend a helping hand to her after Irlan and the Goddess.

Having a class leader like Irlan is quite helpful. In addition to often issuing opinions, the man always received the advice of others, humble, patient, also became a place of counseling friends.

**

"Lo wash your face with soap? Long time in the bathroom."

Again Zafran wonder why people who consider it trivial even more caring than the good people around him.

"Kepo lo kayak Dora."

The goddess raised the corner next to her lips to give the impression of julid.

"Don't fall asleep again. I flush the water so you don't have to wash your face in the bathroom."

"Bawain a bucket let's not giggle."

"There is a discussion to make you both fight," added Mira as a good listener.

"Nih people first. Dikasih cares even answered kepo kayak Dora. My hair is long" said the Goddess.

"It's not her hair, but her head is the same. Where is swiper? Y'all see? Over where? Behind us? Kepo same swiper Dora."

"It's not clear, is it? Not connecting to your brain?" ask Goddess.

Mira doesn't know.

"Lo wash your face for half an hour with foamy soap I also did not ask. I washed my face with tap water for ten minutes allegedly long," replied Zafran.

Mira smiled bitterly. "When did you two get along for a day?" he kept hearing their little debates.