
"Ono sing is not right iki..." The two guards shouted at the same time.
(Something's wrong with this.).
"Rip Piye?" Ask Mr. Soleh to Mr. Urip.
(How about, Rip?)
"We're checking all the buildings..." Mr. Soleh gave a sudden order.
"Keep guarding the gate, sopo Leh.. Soleh.." Said Mr. Urip confused.
"Lhoo Pak Soleh, Mr. Urip. Why are people confused?" Mr. Jamal suddenly stopped his vehicle in front of the security guard post.
"Hmm. This is loo, sir.." Mr. Soleh looks worried.
"What's up, sir? Just anyway. If I can help you, I can help." Said Mr. Jamal reassuring the two guards.
Mr. Soleh was still silent, but his gaze led to the student parking area.
Mr. Jamal, as if he understood. I turned to the student parking area.
"Lhoo... How many cars and motorcycles are there, sir? Anybody got this?" Mr. Jamal was surprised to see the condition of the student parking area that was still not empty. Because usually at this time the school is empty.
"Aaanu... Sir, that's Mas Desta's car and his friends. There's also Mas Vishnuu's car and his friends." Reply Mr. Soleh stammered. Frightened Mr. Jamal was angry at him for letting the children not come home soon.
"What?" Mr. Jamal jumped in shock to hear the names mentioned by Mr. Soleh.
Mr. Jamal immediately pulled over his vehicle. And meet with Mr. Satpam.
"Where are they sir?" Ask Mr. Jamal.
"I. I don't know Mr.." Mr. Soleh is still terrified.
"Yes, we've been looking for them. Mr. Urip is here, take care of the gate. Call me right away when they're out." Tell Mr. Jamal.
"Pak Soleh to building A yes... I'm going to building B. Through the back road, sir. We'll catch them wet." Said Mr. Jamal furious.
Mr. Soleh just obey, the request of the BK teacher. They split up in the main corridor. Mr. Soleh to building A. Mr. Jamal to the Main building. Through the back road. (I'm a detective.).
Mr. Soleh walked through every building but found nothing.
Mr. Jamal, down every classroom and corridor in the main building. All empty.
Then he went up to the second floor. Blank.
Go up to the third floor. He found two children in uniform sitting on their feet while occasionally glancing down. Then look at the phone anxiously.
The female leaned against the wall, her hands hugging her legs whose knees she bent to her chest to use to support her bowed head held back tears.
The guy looks riled up. Repeatedly staring down. Stare at the cell phone. Glanced at the girl next to him.
They don't hug or do anything weird. But I'm hiding here.
Jamalpun approached the couple.
But after getting closer, Mr. Jamal was even made more shocked.
"Lhoo... Daffa, Nabila. What are you doing here?" Mr. Jamal half-cried calling out the names of his two students who he knew were friendly.
"Sir,Hussttt." The startled Daffa immediately put his index finger to his lips, hinting Mr. Jamal to turn down his voice.
"What's this?" Ask Mr. Jamal kepo.
Daffa fixed his seat, facing Mr. Jamal.
"Sir, look down. But I beg you while not doing anything." Daffa.
Mr. Jamalpun obeyed the words of his student. Look down.
And how shocked Mr. Jamal was, to see so many unknown young men standing guard there.
"Who are they, Daffa?" Ask Mr. Jamal while smothering his own mouth.
Mr. Jamal was sitting down, listening to Daffa.
"Why, you don't know, Daf. If there are disciples in danger. What kind of teacher am I?" Mr. Jamal was cursing himself.
"Sir, we'll wait. Are there any other teachers besides you who are still in school?" Ask Daffa.
"I don't know, Daf. Usually the last Zainal comes home." Mr. Jamal said as if remembering that his partner always came early and went home at the end.
Daffa breathed a sigh of relief. At least this incident will not reach the ears of other teachers. Because if it sounds like another teacher will have a long business.
Jamal sir is still sitting limp. Can't think clearly yet. Must act how. Even though he's a teacher. But, his position is weak. She's alone.
"Sir.we're here. We'll wait for info from Kak Desta and his friends." Daffa said as if he knew what Teacher BK was thinking.
Mr. Jamal stared blankly down. Throw out his breath.
"Leh, Soleh. You go to the main building now. Up to the 3rd floor. through the back." Mr. Jamal immediately called Mr. Soleh who had followed his request to find the whereabouts of the owner of the vehicle that was still parked in the student parking area.
Mr. Jamal is also worried that Mr. Soleh met the thugs guarding the sports hall. Mr. Soleh could also be a victim. Therefore, Mr. Jamal immediately contacted Mr. Soleh to immediately go to the Main building.
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Conditions below
Outside the hall, at exactly 16:40
Doni and Vian's friends, outwit the guards outside. While Desta, Vian, Ronald and Wawan are still hiding in his position.
The friends of Doni and Vian tried to tear down the guards of the hall without any noise.
Within a few minutes, some guards had already managed to disable them. The gensters tied the guard thugs and placed them carelessly.
Once there are no more guards left from Vishnu's side. Desta, Ronald, Wawan and Vian are out.
"You guys are here.don't go in first. If we really need. We will call. " Ronald's Pinta
Brainskkk.....
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Back into the hall...
Aqeela is still facing off with Juna, Feri and Frans.
While Doni, he is still being held by Halim.
And Vishnu, he still endured the pain of the kicks and throws of Aqeela.
Ferries, Frans and Juna put up the horses.
Seeing his opponent preparing. Aqeela did the same.
Fran started to kick, Aqeela just dodged. Juna and Aqeela were still evading. Then Feri also did the same kick, once again Aqeela still dodged.
Aqeela rolled her eyes looking at the three men standing around her.
One move this time grabbed his leg, two hands joined attacking his chest.
Aqeela immediately dodged a foot strike fending off one of her opponent's hands. Then with his agility he lowered his body avoiding a crushing blow from Feri.
Feeling an empty punch, Feri pushes Aqeela's body, making the girl slam a few steps away.
"Aqeen...." Doni screamed auto standing up but Halim held him back.
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Next Part yes...
Enliven , Princesa of Mojopahit and Neighbor's Wife ya Gengs...