The Mediums Help

15

Sociology class finished so quickly, everyone left to go home. While Silva was still at her desk paying attention to the blackboard which still contained notes and home work that had to be completed tomorrow.

Time passed so slowly, there was still a loud noise outside the classroom. The third graders still haven't come home, it looks like they are having additional assignments from the teacher. Silva sighed faintly when she saw Juwita in front of her.

The female ghost smiled sweetly, she was sitting right beside Silva now. "Want to wait until when?"

"Until no one else was at school, I have to do it without anyone knowing."

"Why?"

"Because no one will believe that I'm helping spirits, they will sneer and say I'm weird," Silva answered quickly. Her expression was normal, she seemed fine when she said that.

However, Juwita felt that in fact Silva was not well. She was certain that the girl beside her was irritated by people who couldn't see spirits, and people who couldn't see spirits would be frightened if they saw a sinister figure. Then look for people who can exorcise ghosts without thinking about how much money they will spend.

Silva looked out the window, there were no third graders there. Some were seen coming home carrying backpacks, she then gave Juwita a smile before finally heading towards the back wall. Where the blood flowed, now the walls are clean without any traces of blood.

"Now I'm going home?" asked Juwita in disbelief.

Silva nodded with pleasure, she took cleaning tools in the corner of the room. She cleaned the walls while reciting a prayer. She continued for fifteen minutes, and then Silva closed her eyes.

She began to pray with focus, the silence did not frighten her. While Juwita watched the girl in front of her worriedly. She was afraid that the portal would not come, and Juwita would have to be trapped in this world for the next few years.

She really wanted to go back to the afterlife, to meet God and the angels who would take her to heaven. Then she met her family that she had not seen for a long time, she missed her close relatives who always made her laugh. Especially her parents who had cried hysterically at the funeral.

Remembering all that made Juwita sigh sadly, she couldn't believe that time had gone so fast. Waiting for a few years depresses her to start with, but in the next year and the next she lives with the hope that she will be able to return to the afterlife.

Silva opened her eyes after a long time, her eyebrows knit together because she didn't see anything in the classroom. "You didn't see any light?"

Juwita shook her head not understanding. "What do you mean portal to go home?"

"Yeah, usually there's a big light for the way home. There should be because I've been praying, but how come?" Silva still can't believe it, it feels like the portal to the afterlife is already in the classroom. However, there was nothing she could see now.

Juwita was also worried, but she tried to calm Silva who looked even sadder. "Let's try one more time, I'm sure there will be a way out after the second prayer."

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The girl ran as fast as she could in the crowd, she didn't care about touching humans or not. Her head was full of questions, and something she needed to work on now. Tere entered the classroom with irregular breathing, she immediately pulled Resa who was engrossed in reading a book near the classroom window.

Resa doesn't know anything about Tere, but he tries to follow rather than rebel. They went down the corridor without making the people around feel weird with Resa.

Tere's steps stopped near the entrance to class XI IPA4 which was wide open. Resa also looked inside, and he saw two girls who were confused about a problem he couldn't figure out.

"She's the girl I mean," Tere said finally. She glanced at Resa, and focused back on Silva's and Juwita's activities on the back wall. "The girl was helping a female ghost who wanted to go home, but now they are confused because something doesn't appear."

Resa's forehead knit together because he didn't understand, but finally he knew what Tere meant now. He was still focused on Silva, and then said, "Could she help you get home?"

"I'm very sure, but we'll see first if she can help the female ghost get home or not. We have to wait," said Tere confidently.

Resa wasn't so sure, but he also didn't have the right to feel that he was the most superior here. There are many people who have brain intelligence, and different abilities. "Are we just sitting here all that time?"

"Yeah, that's what we have to do."

Resa only looked at the top of Tere's head without feeling annoyed, but he tried to think for a few seconds before finally focusing back on Silva and Juwita.

"Silva, I'm sure God will hear your prayer this time," Juwita said.

What Juwita said is true, and that made Silva think a second time. She began to take a deep breath, hoping God would hear her prayers after this. Just as she was about to close her eyes, someone walked away in a different looking uniform by the classroom door.

Silva believes it's her senior, but her business with Juwita is more precarious than looking outside the class to make sure. She refocused, closed her eyes before saying, "Lord, Your servant wants to help a spirit that can't go home, a spirit that is lost in the human world, and this spirit wants to return to the afterlife. Please, help this weak servant of Yours to be able to return home Juwita's spirit."

Juwita only said amen several times while closing her eyes. Then she opened it when Silva signaled, and there was nothing in the classroom. "There is no."

"No, there must be. I'm very sure that the portal already exists," said Silva confidently. She took her backpack and returned to the female ghost. "Where was your last place?"

"Last place? You mean when I died?"

Silva nodded.

"It's by the yellow frangipani flowers, right in front of the first grade room. I still remember that."

Silva frowned, down here there was no longer the room that Juwita meant. "Where were you pushed from the window?"

"That." Juwita pointed to the second window which was close to the teacher's desk.

Silva quickly approached the window, and she saw it right down there. Juwita also watched, pointing at the place where it ended tragically. "The portal must be downstairs," said Silva. She started running while pulling Juwita's right arm so she wouldn't be left behind. "We have to hurry, the portal won't take long."

"Why won't it take long? Is there a time limit?"

"It seems so, but I don't know how long the time limit is," Silva said as she ran outside.

The stairs they descended quickly, but it was a little difficult too because Silva was not used to running down the stairs. She prefers to walk at a leisurely pace rather than walking fast. Now they were in the corridor, and again had to find the last place that Silva had forgotten.

She remembered that there was a small tree under the window, but she didn't see anything now. "Where is the place?" Silva was getting confused, she felt like she was going crazy now.

"There." Juwita ran first, Silva was behind with a worried face. They ended up where they should have been, just like what Silva had seen earlier.

However, unfortunately they had to look for a portal which again wasn't there. Silva sighed resignedly, she felt like crying because her efforts were in vain.

"It's okay if I can't go home now, I'm fine. Please don't cry just because I can't go home," said Juwita. Trying to calm Silva who now looks not as pretty as before.

Silva didn't answer those words, but she grabbed Juwita's arm before she pushed the female ghost into the portal.

"Thank you very much, I will pray for you from here," shouted Juwita while waving her hand, and Silva also waved with a bigger smile than before.

"Goodbye!" Silva muttered happily. She couldn't express her feelings because sad and happy mixed together. It looked like she was going to cry in a moment, but she also wanted to laugh because of the tense moment she and Juwita had just gone through.