SPIRIT AND DEATH

NEW BUSINESS

Me, Feli, and Rian are second semester now. But unfortunately, my GPA and Feli are not very good, only 3.02. But both of us have made promises, next semester the numbers will be much better.

"Sarah, have you seen our new killer lecturer? her name is Marisa's mother. Her face was beautiful, but her expression was beautiful. Coupled with her body bent to the point of wearing a cane, making her like a sorcerer" said Dinda, a classmate with me, half-whispering.

"Where do you see it?"

"Lecturer room, Sarah. That's why I walk once in a while! Not in class. If it's not wrong, he'll be in our class this afternoon."

"Related?"

"Yes ... the person is actually young, but notahlah ... why old parents like that?" he said with an astonished expression while refuting his chin on the table that had been dialed with both hands.

After hearing Dinda's words, I became curious. What happened to him huh? or maybe Dinda's judgment is not right? you see, this child is his mouth from nyeplos aja. I said without a sound.

"Ngapain's gawking at that?" asked Feli who came to me with a cold cappuccino and warm spring rolls.

"No papa, will we have a new lecturer?" I asked Feli.

"He said it, but I haven't seen it. Why indeed? is something wrong?"

"No, but somehow my heart suddenly connected when I heard the story from Dinda."

"What's he really telling you? how serious is that?"

"News about the new teacher. If I look at it well, I'm like I've seen a woman around the age of 35 years with the exact same condition as told by Dinda. It's just .. I forgot the time, the place and the situation" I said as I swallowed a heavy salivation.

"If you think it's important, I'll find her soon" Feli said, looking at me. "How's it?" ask again. "Our rest is not over yet."

"Did you mind?" I asked while returning her excited eyes.

"Sarah, I know you well. Your premonition is very good, not only that, your hearing is also very sharp. So I'm sure, if you say that I need to find out about everything, then I'll do it."

"Feli, have you ever thought that what God is giving us right now could be a way to help others. What say?"

"Tumben the question is like that?

"I've been thinking about this for a few months. It's just that on the one hand, I also feel that a quiet life is very important and can make us happy. But, on the other hand I often hear the sound of crying or complaining from those who are gone, but his soul is still on earth. I don't know..why I suddenly thought of Tania and I remembered how she suffered."

"Sarah listen! You and I are one. So if you think we should do something like that, then I will support you. But with notes. Based on experience, we both almost died a few times due to supernatural affairs. So it's best that before we decide on something this big, we should discuss it with Dad and no less important, we should learn how to deal with the problems we're going to face."

"You're so chatty now, Feli. Who did you learn the same?"

"Okay, we'll talk later after coming home from college. How's it?"

"Agree" said Feli. "Huh .. geez. Why have I felt lately that I have become a very passionate woman? not as usual and this feels strange to me," said Feli while leaving my study bench.

The break is over, we enter at the third lecture hour and after this the killer lecturer will enter this room. I was very curious what the condition of the lecturer had to do with me. Is there a lost soul or is there a pure soul that needs my help? I kept asking in my heart.

*****

The third hour is over, the time for the killer lecturer to enter the class to provide lecture material on human psychology.

Tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok tok

(Sounds of loud knocking of the door to silence our mouths). Then, Tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap tap (Connected with the sound of shoe-fronted footprints with high hack, high, accompanied by a knocking sound from a black wooden stick).

The view is straight forward (Lecturer table). I watched him from a considerable distance, from his feet to the tip of his head. Turns out Dinda was right, I said without a sound. Instantly Feli turned his face and looked at me. We looked at each other, but I shook my head at him, as a sign that he would not do anything.

If you pay attention, Ms. Marisa looks very stiff, but it is undeniable that she is a beautiful woman. I can see that clearly. Although he does not use makeup like other lecturers and he also does not style his hair (Let it wiggle), but his charm is still strong emanated.

In addition, I am also very sure that Ms. Marisa is a lecturer who has very good achievements, so even though her appearance is strange and mysterious, she remains on duty.

Ms. Marisa stared intently at us, then she greeted in a cold voice. "Good day, my name is Marisa. I don't like to play games and play games when it's time to learn" he said flat and stiff. It seemed like he had no warmth in his life, even he looked like an undead.

"Corn, Ma'am," replied the friends of the room who suddenly had the same leg as Ms. Marisa.

One thing that has caught my attention since, namely the shoulders of Ms. Marisa who looks bent and swollen. Is he very sick? ask me in my heart while continuing to pay attention to him.

I sharpened my gaze and continued to stare at Ms. Marisa nonstop, until something I didn't know made me quite strong surprise. "Astagfirullah azim thing," I said spontaneously when I saw a small beam of light from two sources, like an eyeball behind Ms. Marisa's hair.

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