Short Story (Cerpen)

Nadine is Calling

Category: Ghost Horror Short story

Title: Nadine is Calling

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'Doni!' shouts Dhika, my best friend, while chasing me.

'What?' I asked cuefully while stopping my steps and looking at him.

'WATCH! There's a fainted child!' dhika said while panting. I am, indeed, a member of PMR Class XII High School. I immediately ran away from Dhika to the UKS.

Arriving in the UKS.

I saw a girl in glasses lying limp on the bed. His face looked pale.' What, you're better? Where is the sick?' I said while examining his cold forehead.

'No, it's okay.' replied the girl.' I just limp suddenly'

'No. You lack blood. Danger later, if abandoned' I replied. He just smiled and didn't answer me.

'Whose name are you? What class?' ask me, smiling.' Nadine, class XI'

'You're good.' Suddenly there was an entrance bell. 'Nadine, I promise, will come back here to help you. Wait me!'

I left Nadine alone in the UKS, and headed for my class.

'Don't! What is it you? From the break earlier, do not look out' said Miranda, my classmate. 'No' I replied with a joke. Indeed, I'm very indifferent to anyone, let alone the same girl. My appearance of 'Cool' and my fair skin, seems to attract the attention of all Eve. Moreover, I am a tall body, and my hair is a little curly, further reinforcing the statement that I look like Bule. But, somehow, I feel like there's something else with Nadine. It doesn't feel good to act funny with him.

Today, the schedule is to go home in the afternoon. FULL DAY'S!

Not felt, the sign of the return bell rang. The rain fell and the dark twilight came. I forgot about Nadine, who was still in the UKS this afternoon. I immediately ran towards the UKS and down the 'Scary' school corridor'. I opened the door of the UKS that creaked creepily there. Nadine was still lying limp. His face grew pale, and his hands grew colder.

'Nadine! How are you doing?' my many.

'I'm fine' he replied slowly. My hair is starting to creep. Unpleasant airs begin to add to the spooky atmosphere.

'Really, are you okay? Your hands are getting cold. Your pulse.' I said. I jerked. I don't hear Nadine's pulse anymore. I immediately let go of his hand.

'Nadine.' I said with fear.

'Yes, Brother Doni?' asked Nadine softly.

'DO 'S. N. A DONI? How do you know my name?' I asked with a stammer. Honestly, I was so scared back then.' Come on, I'll drive you home. It's gonna be night soon!'

'No. In a moment, my father will pick me up. I can only shudder in horror.

'All right, I have to go home now.' I said.

'May I have your phone number?' ask Nadine.' Yes, of course' I said as I wrote my number on the small paper and gave it to Nadine.' Thanks' answer.

'Da! I'll go first.' I said as I left Nadine. My fear is starting to diminish. But I can't stop thinking about it at all.

'Hello?' I said.

—————————Tno sound. My fear also appeared.

'Hello? This who?' askaku back.' I'm Nadine. Hello, Brother Doni' there is a chiming sound. I started to shudder again.

'What's up, Dine?' manyu.' Brother was late, time to the UKS.' he replied.

'meaning?' I said.' He was late, he replied back. Suddenly, a voice of the girl fell. The phone was disconnected.' What's the matter, actually?' my thinking.

The next day, at school, I headed to the UKS. I no longer saw Nadine there. 3 drops of fresh blood were seen on the floor. I immediately saw the blood.' The blood.this is new blood' I murmured.

'Sister.' Suddenly a girl's voice slowly sounded. I was shocked. 'Don!' sound came back. 'Gapain you here?' said Dhika, which surprised me.

'No, no papa. It's just. Ah already! Let's go!' I said while taking Dhika out of the UKS.

'Dhik, do you know Nadine?' I said.' Nadine who? Nadine has a lot, ' she replied.

'Nadine class 11' I replied. ' Actually.' replied Dhika. I chimed in, 'What exactly?'

Suddenly, a re-entry bell sounded. 'Later, yeah man! Come in now!' said Dhika. Yes, it turns out, Dhika forgot to tell us what really happened.

The bell rang and I immediately returned home. After Maghrib, my hapeku rang again. Nadine! Nadine's back on the phone! 'Na. Nadine?' I said while answering his phone. 'Sister 'Sister. I don't know what's going on, do I?' the answer.

I'm stunned. 'A 'A. What's?'

'3 more days, you'll know that' Nadine replied, and her phone disconnected immediately. The days went on as usual. And as always, Nadine always called me after Maghrib. 3 days I passed.

'Dhik! How the hell! Never said anything about yesterday!' I said.

'Don, actually, Nadine Class XI it's already.' Dhika said. 'What already?' many wonder.

'He is dead, ' replied Dhika. The mood was silent.

'He has anemia. He died at exactly 3 p.m., the day you first visited him in the UKS. You're late, to see him, Don! In fact, he really needs your help to slow his death, explained Dhika.

'Then. Her dad?' ask me with regret.

'Said people, his father died when he became a gardener at this school, Maghrib time.' replied Dhika.

'Oh my God, so all this time talking, asking for my phone number, and calling me was.

I'm sorry Nadine, I'm so sorry' I said in my heart with regret.

Nadine calls Doni again after maghrib. 'Sister.thank you for visiting me.' The girl's voice echoed in Doni's room for the last time.

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