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Get Rid of Fear

Lista stepped thoughtfully down the school terrace. In a certain time, his eyes will glance towards the field where Arta is busy training with a close friend. His feet were eager to turn, approached the young man and asked what happened last night. However, his feelings said that this was not the right time. Lista lowered her head, watching her shoes alternately swinging forward.

On the stairs leading to the second floor, Lista stopped her steps when she saw Stella was pranking Aila, the girl who was almost the same fate as Lista in the case of bullying. Lista pityes seeing Aila bewildered having to get her phone in what way out of Stella's hands, but she doesn't have the courage for it. Even though she is now her brother's girlfriend, Stella is still a bully who no one can fight.

The end of the game Stella is Aila's smartphone landed in the trash. This did not escape the attention of Lista who just kept silent while helping Aila find her phone. Stella and her two friends laughed out loud before leaving Aila and Lista.

“Lo is just diem anyway? He said he was dating Arta?” said Aila after finding the state of her favorite smartphone screen has cracked.

“But still, I still don't dare to be with them.” Lista answered softly. Both of them walked up the stairs.

“You should be able to benefit your current status, Lis. If Stella bullies me again, you can fight her. If he's anything lo, you stay report and Arta. Beres. Stella doesn't dare to be with her sister.”

“But they are the same.” Lista answered carefully, honestly worried about telling Aila yesterday or not.

“But their outrageous actions must be stopped. I'm tormented to know, since entering this school, directly bullied as Stella's gang. I plan to teach them a lesson!” Aila's hands were clenched, full of determination.

“Teacher just can't do anything, Ai. Especially just us.” Lista looked at Aila fixedly. They have been friends since SD. Aila will definitely listen to Lista, but not necessarily the girl will believe the story that Lista experienced yesterday.

“But ... our time of being oppressed continues until graduation?” Aila protest.

“This year also Arta will pass.”

“Lah, same relationship with Arta Whatan? Well, she likes to bully her dick, but Stella's the worst one here. People do not have any problems, bothered.”

“Ya be patient until next year. Stella will graduate next year,” Flash Lista.

“Yakali wait until next year. We are already battered if next year.”

“Ya .. how else? Move?”

“Nknow. This is the best private school.”

The two are silent to each other. If Aila was busy thinking about her future at this school, then Lista was confused how to tell about the strange events she went through yesterday. Until they arrive at class. Aila throws her bag rough at the table. While Lista was very careful. Seeing Aila seem pouting, Lista thought that maybe the story could later shift Aila—'s focus for a moment though most likely what would happen was that Aila thought her crazy.

“Ai, you know, no?” Lista changed the direction of her chair sideways so that she could focus on Aila. The friend is still loyal to his passionate anger, but does not know what to put out. “I ngalamin strange events fitting in perpus. First time, Ai. I barely even believe in my own eyes.”

“Apaan?” Aila asked, not because she was interested, but only to appreciate her interlocutor.

“Pas I want to enter the perpus, I mediocre with Mr. Agus. Because the book I brought was so tall, I couldn't look around, right? At that time, Mr. Agusnya very high. I'm tired of being tired of watching him.” Lista started her story with a slightly forward-leaning face, showing seriousness in her expression.

“Jadi ..?” In her seat, Lista's story sounded ordinary to Aila. He has not been affected at all.

Lista held her back on the back of the chair. “You must know dong, the height of Mr. Agus is not much different from us. But this one, tall! Continue ... You know the weirdest part?”

Aila's eyebrows shot up next to her.

“After this Mr. Agus came out and I went in, it turned out that the original Mr. Agus was stacking books on the library shelf!” Lista whispered softly as if afraid if the creature disguised as Mr. Agus last night could hear him.

“So the story, you again discuss the creepy story?”

“Not a story.” Lista shook his head violently. “This is real I experienced yesterday. Mr. Agus who again compiled this book I believe original because of the way he moves yes ordinary. But the one at the door, seremin's bad. It's high delay, chances are his feet don't touch the ground! And yes, he saw me in that way. From bottom to top. Make me groggy.”

“No history, this library or school is haunted, Lis. Don't bother me.” Aila rotated her eyeballs. He wanted to ignore the List if in case the List did not prevent it quickly.

“Ngak. I did not discuss the issue of haunted school or how, because in my opinion, this scary thing is aimed at me.”

Aila was very interested in the description of the List. He turned 90° to face Lista directly, so Aila could detect if her best friend was lying or not.

“What do you mean ... spooky thing is intended for lo?” ask Aila full of searching.

Lista lifted her fingers filled with rings. “Not shifted at all even though I tried soap, oil.” He shakes dramatically. “And after the incident that afternoon, I saw something strange about the ring. A sort of thin black fog around his jewel. I don't know at all.”

“NAH KAN!” Aila screamed loudly. Some students glanced at them at a glance, then indifferently. “Arta bring shit to life lo.”

“At first I thought that too. But after the next strange incident, my suspicious thoughts with Arta instantly disappeared.”

“Wait! Do you do it more than once?”

Lista nodded languidly. “The second one is related to you.”

“Gue?” Unknowingly Aila's tone rose an octave as she pointed at herself with a confused look.

“Mother with Dad to grandma's house yesterday. They thought you were going to put me at home. But after they left, you sent me a message if you don't come home. Well, just after midnight, I woke up to hear your voice on my bedroom door. I'm not too aware of that. I just opened the door. I immediately thought, how do you get in if you don't have my house? Moreover, the way you talk is very flat.” Lista changed her expression to flat and her voice while mimicking the words of a strange creature yesterday, “Lista, I've arrived. Open the door.”

“Lo nyeremin sound, Lista!” said Aila. His shoulders were raised, shuddering.

“You were just a horror story me, said serem, let alone me who already alamin himself,” kilah Lista. “Certainly, this ring again looks like there is smoke.” Lista noticed his ring a long time ago.

“My feelings are getting worse, Lista. Surely Arta's covert intent is not good. Moreover, the ring can not take off, right? He's a real demon if it makes you shit.”

“But, Ai .. she helped me last night.”

“Wait! What?”

“The one who knocked on the door tried to get into my room. And Arta was outside my house, soaking me up, taking me to her house. She permits me to stay in her room—”

“WHAT?” Aila widened her eyes, then held onto both of Lista's shoulders. “Lo is not anu-anuan is it the same? He hasn't done anything yet, has he? This must be her hidden intent. He wants to ruin your future lo!”

“Ish, what the hell. Nonexistent. I slept on the couch.”

Anxious with Aila's absurd thoughts, Lista instantly touched her forehead. “I mean, I slept on the couch, he was in his bed. Got it? We're not doing anything, omes!”

“Iya, yes.”

The list rotates direction facing the board. Along with that, the figure of Arta emerged from the door. His white uniform became a display on the shoulder. The young man was wearing a basketball uniform with gray pants, a strange fusion but still made the students in the class whisper admiring him.

“Lo no water?” asked Arta after sitting on the Lista table without permission.

Lista immediately gave what Arta asked for because it was carrying a water supply has become a habit since childhood.

“Thanks.” Arta returned the remaining water bottle with half its contents. Lista could barely breathe because she was suddenly approached by Arta.

“Why see me like that?” ask Arta, quick and firm. His eyes are sharp on Lista.

“Hah? What is it?” Lista parroted clumsy.

“Takut.”

“Ng-no.”

“Terus—” Arta glanced at Aila who helped steal his chat with Lista. “Gue wants to talk to my girlfriend. Lo—jomlo—out!”

Aila grumbled and did as Arta had said. Lista increasingly felt pinched face to face with Arta.

“Kan! Lo scared of me.”

“Because you are nyeremin.”

Arta was silent at the plain answer from Lista. “Stella nyeremin too?”

Lista huffed for a moment. Confused answer.

“Why didn't he fight earlier when he interrupted him?” ask Arta again.

“We are ordinary. I was also often bullied before going out with you.”

“Keep it silent?”

“You took me from Stella? You are also not much different from Stella.”

“Gue doesn't like to annoy people if there's no reason. So Stella is different from me.” Arta rubbed her face soaked in sweat. “Lagian, I don't believe lo. I just want to make your slow brain work. What's the point of your mouth if you can't use self-defense?”

“I ...” Lista lowered her head, unable to refute Arta's words.

“Fear? You have to record this in your brain! The more you fear someone, the more powerful and courageous they become with that fear.” Arta grabbed Lista's hand, rubbing the jewel in her ring. “Not just human, which I said it can also include other things.”

“Means?” tanya Lista was completely confused by the direction Arta spoke. However, he suddenly remembered the state of his bedroom door which was fine. “Continue trouble yesterday. How is my room door okay? Though I remember very well, he broke the door I kept going in. This morning, my door was fine. As if, all I saw was .. hallucinations.”

“As I said earlier.”

“What?”

“Ah, males say the same lo, Girlfriend Beg0!” Arta almost shouted while insulting Lista. “This is your phone!”

Lista gave her smartphone. Arta is seen fiddling with it for a while and gives Lista's phone back.

Arta got off the Lista table, took off the girl's hand, and passed out while resting her black hair. Last time, Lista heard the young man cursing violently.

•••

Lista down the ladder. Every now and then, his sling bag is fixed. He was busy thinking about Arta's words this morning.