"Eh. Nimas wait!" shouted Widya
It's so stupid, the most important thing now is that I have to go back to school before the bell rings and before I get hit by bad energy in that place and Widya finally runs after me. Our steps were getting closer past the well, but I did not dare to even look at that place again.
*****
The next morning, I had to leave earlier than usual because that day was a picket schedule at school. Arriving at school, there were only 3 grade 6 students who came and also Pak Sarman the school guard. "Aih, early in the morning you leave?" said Mr. Sarman while pulling the grass in the garden.
"Yes, sir. Today I have a picket schedule," I answered kindly.
Mr. Sarman smiled and nodded. I rushed into class, put my bag on the bench where I usually sat with Widya and I had to finish cleaning the class before the other students arrived.
The atmosphere of the school is still very quiet, I intend to go to the warehouse to get cleaning equipment. "Sir, the warehouse has been opened right?" I asked Pak Sarman who was still busy in his previous position.
"Already done" he replied.
I went straight to the warehouse. Before going in to get the equipment, I first looked inside to make sure it was safe and there wasn't anything surprising later.
The air in the warehouse was very cold and eerie, but I didn't want to have any strange thoughts after getting the equipment I needed, I rushed out of the warehouse. "Huft. Safe"
Luckily I finished the picket on time. When the other kids came, the classroom had already finished cleaning. The school is starting to get crowded, the teachers have also started to come. 10 minutes before the school bell rang, suddenly there was an incident. At that time I was sitting with Widya at the crocodile statue in the school garden, as usual we always talked about many things while waiting for the bell to ring.
"Aaaaa"
Suddenly there was a scream from one of the students, shortly after that it was followed by the sound of crying roaring like someone who was scared. Suddenly, an excited school ran towards the source of the sound, including me and Widya who immediately approached and saw who had shouted earlier.
"What is it?" one of the teachers asked frantically approaching a crying student with a pale face and shaking body. Widya and I pushed our way into the crowd of students. It turned out that the hysterical one was Lila, my neighbor's child who was in grade 3 at the time.
"What made Lila so hysterical and pale?" I whispered to myself.
"Miss, there's a ghost, Miss. There's a ghost," Lila said, not stopping crying.
"Ghosts? Where are the ghosts?" the teacher looks confused.
"There Miss, there's a ghost" Lila said again pointing to her classroom. At that time the teacher immediately checked the designated place but there was nothing there.
"Mila, maybe you see wrong!" said the teacher getting confused.
"No Miss, I saw a real ghost, she had long hair, she didn't wear clothes and she had no legs, her legs were broken and bleeding... Huuu huu" Mila cried hysterically again.
The teachers looked at each other, they were really confused that morning. Finally, Mila was taken to the office and rested there. Maybe after calming down, she can attend the lesson later.
I was a little curious about Mila's description earlier, I really wanted to approach the corner of the classroom where Mila saw a ghost just now.
"Hey... Nimas, what are you going to do?!" said Widya in a whisper when she saw me walking into the third grade.
"What made Mila so scared? Was there really a ghost just now?" I muttered while exploring the third grade room. However, when I stood in the corner of the classroom, my nose smelled a very strong rancid smell.
My eyes immediately fixed on the bottom corner of the room, that's where something strange happened again. I saw a thick red liquid coming out of the corner of the floor, it smelled so rancid and the longer the blood was coming out like a spring seeping from the bottom of the floor. I stepped back while observing the blood.
"Nimas! What are you doing here?" asked Mr. Bram, the math teacher made me very surprised.
I immediately turned to Mr. Bram. "You're in the next class, right? Go to class there, the bell will ring soon," said Mr. Bram.
"But sir, here is..." I intended to show what I saw to Mr. Bram, but my words were cut off because when I pointed at the blood, it turned out that the floor was clean and there were no spots on it. The blood was gone without a trace.
"What's wrong Nimas?" Mr. Bram furrowed his brows then looked at the floor I was pointing at.
"Hehe, emm.... It's nothing sir" I said again.
"Grinny. Already go to class!" said Mr. Bram firmly.
"Sir... Can I ask something? Do you smell rancid?" I asked still curious because my nose still smelled the scent of blood. Mr. Bram sniffed the air around him.
"No, you haven't taken a shower, have you? That's why you smell rancid," joked Mr. Bram
"It's okay, I'm taking a shower, sir!" I protested. This is very strange, it means Pak Bram doesn't smell rancid.
"Hey Nimas, even dumbfounded. Come to class, I said!" Pak Bram's eyes began to bulge. Without thinking anymore I will immediately take a thousand steps and enter the classroom.
"Nimas, what have you been up to?" asked Widya curiously.
"I'm fine. Just look inside to see if Lila really saw a ghost."
"Then, do you see?" Widya looked at me carefully.
"Em... No. Come on, let's go back to class" I immediately pulled Widya's hand so he could enter the class and stop asking so many questions.
That smell, that blood, disappeared after Mr. Bram came. But never mind, even though I see but the others don't, I'd better shut up and hide it. Instead of being told I'm having hallucinations and weird people, it's better for me to keep it to myself.