Pocong Around
Knock

I was really shocked and embarrassed, it turns out that the teacher in question was Azzam, my classmate.

OMG.

"not his answer greeting instead glares, where his mouth is open again, alas later there are flies enter loh.." his words were immediately greeted with laughter children.

"sorry, waalaikum salam" said I grimaced, he smiled instead.

"so...are you her najai teacher ?" ask me

"ehm.iya "answer.

"haisshhh.

"yes already, our children enter the mosque, you have prayed "take Azzam to the children

"kaaaakkkk."answered the children.

"if the ablution is still awake?" ask her again

"still brother "

"still dong sis "

"yes then let's start reading the prayer "

"bismilbornrahmanirrahim......"

I was silent with lips following the prayer, during the prayer recitation, 'Azzam never glanced at me.

Until the prayer is finished, the activity is continued by reading the iqro.

"where have you been?"ask Azzam to me

"what is it" I asked back

"where have you read the Qur'an ?" ask her again

"you know what's grunting the hell "my snort is slow

"neck, who's getting sucked ? I'm just the name "

"yes that was, why did you name it that, already know I can not paycheck still asked again " said I was upset

"oh..hehehe..sorry, I didn't mean anything,... So you mind not starting from iqro 1 ?"

"of course not ,ayo cepetan teach me" exclaimed I excited

"alright,..."

I began to read the Hijaiyah letters with Azzam's supervision.

"sister Lala's grown up yet still iqro one?" chirping one of the children made me stop my reading, so I turned my head

"why is it ?" ask me

"not looking so stupid" he chanted

"hey..bocah...what did you say?" I was rather surprised by his words

"hey.have not been angry, little boy was sadenin "cried Azzam as he shook his hand in front of my face.

"Faith..other times should not be so yes, it is not polite his name, let alone sister Lala is her age is much older, you should respect the older one, the older one, the older one,do not equate with a friend of your age ok " said Azzam full of tenderness to the child named Iman

The boy nodded

"ayo now tell me what's the same sister ?"

"sorry sister" said her

"La.ayo sorryin, do not put it to the heart, the name is also children, they have not been able to distinguish which is good and not, so sorry " said Azzam look at me

"yes ..iya I'm sorry, but don't repeat it again " said I to the boy

"yes, brother, I'm sorry, I promise I won't say disrespectful anymore" he said softly

"god boy" I said, but suddenly I gasped when suddenly the boy got up and kissed me on the cheek

cup'

"sorry, sister "said and ran outside the mosque

I can only stare at his behavior

"Oh my God, my cheeks know they're not holy anymore" I cried softly.

"the basis of the leaked name is Faith, but not faith" I grumbled slowly

"hahahaha....Iman..maafin his behavior yes, understood as a child, his age is only five years, his love ... still a child has become an orphan" said Azzam who had just laughed now changed merrily

"yatim?" say me slowly

"his father died when he was four years old due to severe illness" he said

"Oh Allah.

I don't think time has gone so fast. The clock has shown at 17:00, we rushed to go home, the parents whose children were young came to pick up.

"assalamualaikum.wah now his naji teacher added one more, beautiful again" cetus one mother.

"greetings waalaikum.maaf Mom I am also learning kok "my sahut.

"well good that, learn to be a njai teacher, hopefully later can be a great njai teacher yes" said the mother again

"ah ma'am." I seemed to be scratching the back of my head which suddenly itched, then glanced at Azzam who seemed to stumble into a smile

"greetings waalaikum" said Azzam and smiled to see me

"what look around, it can just be mocked, ah I also want to go home, Dika.ayo we go home "

"hm.basar baperan, not Aminin who knows to be a real najai teacher" murmured Azzam who I can still hear but I did not memubrisnya and just continued to walk while holding Dika's hand

"same brother Azzam dating huh ?" dika asked suddenly, I stopped my steps and turned my head quickly while squinting at my little cousin

"don't be reckless, who's dating, we're just friends, you know what a date is?"

"the courtship is like Azzam's brother and sister" he said again

"heh it turns out you don't understand yes, it's already okay, no need I also explain later if you are old enough to understand, yuk ah we have to hurry home, no need to explain later, brother's stomach was hungry "take me not to want to linger, because Azzam is still walking behind me, I don't want him to hear Dika's words earlier

"so Azzam's brother and sister are actually dating ?"her question is still ngeyel

"hm.gill no yes no, already do not ask that again, which is clear brother and sister Azzam not dating ok, have not discussed again "my words a little jerking

No more words from his lemes mouth Dika, I looked back a little apparently Azzam hard no, already until his house may 'think me

Shortly after, Dika and I arrived home.

Long story short, now night has come

I as usual after isya I immediately went to the dining table, this time I did prayer yes, unlike yesterday's ogah-ogahan.

"how to learn to teach her fluently ?" ask grandma on the sidelines to eat us

"surf nek "my sah

"kak Lala is shy, the time is already this big still iqro one " chirps Dika

"oh yeah "excited aunt while grandma just chuckled

"yes the name is also just learning, just don't let your sister continue, love" said grandma

"uhh...makasih grandma, granny is the best who always understanding" my inner.

"let's eat it out, after this go straight to sleep no television on" said the aunt to Dika

"iya mah.." sahut his obedient.

"you are also La after you finish going straight into the room" said the aunt again

"iya bi "no need to ask because surely the answer is afraid to go to the polls aka traveling pocong

Actually I am still between believing and not believing, because as long as I have never seen it myself I never want to believe, in contrast to the figure of the kunti that I saw yesterday in the banana garden.

After I finished eating, I went to the room just like my aunt said.

I didn't go to bed because there was still some unfinished schoolwork. I also carefully do my schoolwork.

"hoaammmm....."

Drowsiness again whack me, even though there are still three more problems that I have not finished.

I saw the alarm clock, his small needle pointed at the number ten while his long needle in the number three, it turns out that I have been working on my PR for quite a long time, not wrong the PR person is very much, very much,just entered has got a lot of tasks, especially my other friends who have long been in school there.

Eh but, just the same, in my school which used to be even worse, one unfinished task has been added to another task, so more mending now ,he...

"oh ..ya pardon this what he means yes, duh where the rocking again his writing"I who was very sleepy even saw as if the writings of the matter seemed to twitch, moving,just make it dizzy

Really I really don't concentrate, I choose to sleep alone I will continue later after dawn, forced was free ' thought me

I immediately lay down on the bed and closed my eyes. Between conscious and not my ears caught the sound of someone's footsteps outside the house.

Srak'

Srak'

The sound of that step turned into the sound of something being dragged, whether I didn't know, and didn't want to know.

My eyes were closed, but my ears could still hear. The sound of dogs being heard in the distance. Plus the flapping sound of either an owl or a bat is heard very clearly in the hearing, not to mention the subtle whispers of the mosquitoes scrambling to ask for free blood donation on the head.

I had to open my eyes, disturbed by the noise of mosquitoes.

I immediately grabbed the mosquito repellent lotion and rubbed it on my hands and feet, and went back to sleep after.

But just as I was about to close my eyes, a knock was heard on my window door. I was initially mediocre, suddenly tense because I remembered the story of my aunt and friends after school.

tok'

tok'

tok'

Deg

My breath began to go up and down accompanied by my heartbeat that raced faster, my hair began to stand. Cold sweat started flooding my body.

I also remembered the words of Azzam, to face him calmly and pray

"Oh Allah, please protect me" I said, I then read the prayer, but unlucky not a single prayer or reading that came to my mind,all that is in my mind is

"Aliff ...ba ...ta...."

"astage....."

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