2023-02-08 22:20:11Many teenagers come out of skyscrapers, they carry backpacks while chatting with friends. Walking across a large road which was quite busy, but fortunately there was a security guard who was willing to help them cross.
David took Dimas – his cousin to stop by the empty canteen. They ordered cold americano coffee with sweet pastries. They sat by the big window at the end, away from the classical music that David said would lull him to sleep."Up to this point, the material is getting more and more difficult. It should be according to the rules of the language, but the teacher wants it according to his wishes. Even though I read a book, how come I don't understand how to use character names in one paragraph?" complained Dimas. His facial expression was so sad when his left hand supported his chin.“Yes, I also feel that way. Whereas in a novel or short story manuscript in one paragraph there are two or three mentions of the names of the characters. Then in the following paragraphs the names of more than one character are also used, but this teacher asks to use only a few mentions of names in one story. One story that has three to five paragraphs at a time." David sighed, he was grateful he still had so much patience."If it wasn't for the lowered grades, I would obviously be angry. If I could answer all of his sneers, I would still have the courage to do that."David chuckled at his cousin's antics. Dimas, who has patience as thin as a tissue, must accept a teacher who always gives red marks on every task. Rarely do classmates get good grades. Mostly red because it is not to his liking,"Isn't he very arrogant? Just because he studied up to his doctorate likes to make fun of us, saying we are stupid, lazy, this and that, even though we live in a very different era. Everything is expensive, land and buildings are expensive, vacancies work is hard to come by." Dimas sighed tiredly. It felt like cursing someone, and telling those who liked to sneer that his generation didn't deserve to be bullied.Everyone has their own abilities, and Dimas really appreciates that sentence. He also realized what area his abilities lay in, and what he could not control. He always did everything he could control, but people always sneered. Dimas always forgets that sneer, and thinks they don't exist, but sometimes he also feels disgusted.Today the teacher was more chatty than usual, Dimas' Indonesian assignment was still wrong. This was the umpteenth revision, and it managed to stress him out because he was confused about how to justify an assignment that wasn't that important. David is actually also in Dimas' position, but the difference is that David doesn't bring problems to the point of stress."Next month I want to climb the mountain, do you want to come or not?" said David in the stillness of the night."A moment!" Dimas said. He walked to the cashier, his order was made. But he and David didn't hear, they only heard when they heard the screams of the curly haired man. He smiled kindly before carrying his tray of orders. "What did you say?" asked Dimas as soon as he sat down."I want to climb Mount Salak with my friends, do you want to come or not? Next month is planned because there is a red date on Saturday.""Saturday ride and then Sunday break like that?""Yes, it also depends. If you can go up one day, you can. But if you can't, you have to stay overnight. So, you do have permission to not enter on Monday to rest at home," explained David lightly. He never thought about the lessons, according to him all the twelfth grade material was very easy. He can take daily exams or semester exams without studying.Dimas tried to think, but then shook his head. "No, I have a lot of things to do at school. I'm also already in twelfth grade, so I don't want to be stupid. I'm still like this at tutoring, especially at school.""OM-goodness, just once in a while. I'm not going to climb a mountain often, once in a lifetime," David coaxed.Dimas still shook his head, he knew the consequences he would get if he obeyed his cousin on this one. "You go there to climb the mountain, I just want to focus on studying. Just bring souvenirs later!”"Hah, souvenirs are never absent from your head."“Hahaha, local specialties are delicious, you know.”***Silva got off the 2012 Mio motorbike. She gave Supri an oversized helmet, and the man immediately put it on to be safe on the road. "Why is the house quiet, Miss?""Because mom and dad already asleep. What's wrong, Sir?" Silva raised her eyebrows in disbelief."I'm just asking. But if I may ask again, it seems there are two motorbikes and two cars, why didn't you use the motorbike to go to school?" Supri frowned too.Silva smiled wryly remembering that not everyone knows about this. "I can't Sir, I often crash in the past. So I prefer to ride with the pillion. It's better to be like that than to hit someone who isn't wrong.""That's true." Supri shifted his gaze to the motorbike. "Okay, I'll go home first. Miss, hurry up and get in so you won't be caught if you come home late!""Yes, be careful Sir!" said Silva before going in, she relocked the gate, and walked into the house slowly.The light creeps in when the door to her room is opened wide enough, but not for long because Silva closes the door again. She sat down at the study table with an exhausted face, grateful that her parents didn't realize she wasn't home.The notebook she had saved was now lying on the table. She had done her work with Mr. Supri, the man helped find answers on the internet because Silva didn't have any other notebooks with her. Luckily Mr. Supri is smart, he said when he was still in school he always won first place. All teachers like him because he is smart, always gets special things so that many are jealous.Silva reopened her assignment book, she read while looking for the correct answer in the book. There were several incorrect answers, some of which she had to add complementary sentences so that the score would not decrease. A deep sigh escaped as she closed her book again. She turned off the light before sitting where she was supporting her chin.The ghost of the red-eyed woman from earlier was still in her head. The long, tangled hair, the smell of blood that wasn't fresh, and the shabby clothes made her shiver a second time. Silva shuddered in horror, spirits with negative energy were terrifying."But why should there be negative spirits, and positive ones?" she muttered as she turned toward the window. The sprinkling of stars that look beautiful makes her feel more comfortable. "Why can't they go home if the energy is negative? God should have sent an angel to take them to the afterlife, maybe indigo children's lives won't be as hard as this."
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The girl opened her eyes in surprise, her eyes so red with an expression of both shock and confusion. The familiar room made Silva let out a sigh of relief. She covered her face with both hands for a long time. The dream this time felt so real, she never imagined she would have such a terrible dream. It's just that Silva doesn't understand the scene of peeling the skin of her own hands, and the blood that comes out with a fairly long duration of time. Unlike the other dream, she dreamed with a stranger she recognized in the dream, and now forgot the guy's face. She never even remembered having a friend named Chandra, or a former lover. "Silva, are you okay?" A noisy voice sounding very worried came as the curtains were rudely drawn. Tama sat in the visitor's chair by the bed, his face looking pale, but Silva had an even paler face with cold sweat on her temples. "I've never heard anyone being delirious with screams, but this time I saw it."Silva's forehead knitted, not understand
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"Honey, I need you to clean the kitchen while I clean the front yard. If there's anything, you can shout to call me or you can call me!" Chandra said, and Silva nodded in response. The tall man with cropped hair walked out of the living room. He went to the front yard, which was really dirty, with lots of grass, and dry leaves that he hadn't burned this morning. The atmosphere of the mansion felt strange to Silva, but there were no strange thoughts in her head. She chose to get up from the sofa, walking towards the kitchen which was not too far from the living room. It was at the back, a fairly large, long room. There were two wooden cabinets that looked old, still used to store a lot of cutlery, and plastic food storage boxes. The glass cabinets were used to store cooked food, and cutlery that was about to be used. Silva watched the large room for a few minutes. She never understood why people made kitchens bigger than rooms, and why kitchens looked dirtier than other rooms. It w
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The girl walked with a sense of turmoil, the uneasy feeling lingering until she stepped foot in the school. She felt annoyed at herself for not setting an alarm last night, and went to bed immediately after turning off the television. Tengku had done the same, even the man himself had told Silva to clean up the mess they had made in the morning. Breathing in slowly, her attention turned to the scene to the right, but the figure beside her startled Silva greatly. Fortunately, she did not scream, but the man burst out laughing. Tama had always been the most annoying person after Resa. "Good morning, Silva," Tama said, his laughter stopping as soon as he looked straight ahead again. "Did you stay up so late last night that you have bags under your eyes?""Yes, I woke up at noon, and mom scolded me.""Was it because you were chatting with Resa that you forgot to sleep?""Oh my gosh, why are you saying things that are unpleasant to hear? Of course it's not like that, I was watching the s
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The door opened slowly, revealing a tall man in black pajamas rubbing his right eye slowly. The darkness of the room made him yawn before finally taking a slow step after closing the door again. The noise in the other room made Tengku frown as he poured water from the teapot into a glass cup. He quickly gulped down the mineral water to keep his throat from feeling dry. Tengku stepped out of the kitchen, a slow but steady pace that he reserved for the noise that intrigued and intrigued him. Tengku stopped his steps at the doorway of the hallway of his house, now he saw Silva bending over while hugging various snacks with a surprised expression. Of course Tengku was surprised too, what with tonight's TV program. "Why didn't you tell Dad before?" said Tengku quite annoyed, and started to walk over. Silva patted, and again the milk box she had just picked up fell over. She quickly left, and sat down next to Tengku. She put all the food away on the table before finally settling down to
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Taking sports scores as a plus for next month's written exam made Silva sigh heavily. She stood leaning against the wall of the gymnasium, today it was tennis that almost all the students in the class chose, while the other option was basketball. However, unfortunately many chose tennis just because it felt the same as playing badminton. Adi's voice echoed through the room only to call out to Silvana who had been daydreaming in place. The girl was stunned, and quickly went to her place after receiving the racket. Silva held her breath with a surprised expression when she saw Tono standing across as her opponent this time. This was like a nightmare for Silva, as Tono was not an even match for her.Tono was one of the smartest students in sports, especially basketball and volleyball. He was good at tennis, but the few times he participated in tennis competitions he never won, not even the runner-up. Even so he was the best for this sport after Zikra. "Just relax, Silva!" Tono said wit
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"So... where is it?" "I don't know either, it's all full of weeds," replied an equally confused Resa. Both of them were still standing at the threshold of the tomb gate. The view in front of them was only weeds as tall as an adult's elbow, the tombstones were not clearly visible from a distance. The tombs here were not taken care of as they should be, but Resa thought they were not taken care of because no one paid someone specifically for that. As in other places, there must be a caretaker to clean all the graves, and guard the graves against thieves. There are rumors about the theft of pocong ropes, grave land, the bodies of virgins who have just died, and tombstones are often stolen because they are said to be sold at high prices, but for other stolen items, they are used as tools in order to gain power from magic. Many people want to live forever with unquantifiable wealth.Resa sighed heavily before finally looking at Silva who was still busy with her own thoughts beside Resa.
