Anta's Diary
Imran's Death
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Suddenly a squeaking sound was heard from the top floor. Then, a wooden chair was thrown away and fell down the stairs by itself. A strong wind blew away the scattered dry leaves.
"Ja, it looks like we have to go" Imran said.
"Yes we better go, come on!" bring King.
"Ja, you've already paid for chocolate, time goes anyway...!" exclaim Anji.
"Bodo very, if only chocolate doang every day there are also girls who taro in my desk drawer, anyway now we go!" exclaiming the King he immediately ran with Imran to the outside of the empty house.
"Nji, I'm afraid, like the King of Imran really, really," said Robi frightened.
"Well, I failed to want youtuber horror content that," said Anji.
The two children finally ran after the King and Imran.
"Duh, even though I accidentally stumbled on the chair, uh already on the run hehehe.." The ghost of the man the King met yesterday was seen laughing at the four frightened boys.
The king and the others looked stupefied, only this time he felt frightened. Though he never felt afraid of ghosts, but because there are three friends, and lost the figure of Queen Kencana Purple, he must be more alert and vigilant if he meets a ghost. Wejangan from Anta still he recorded clearly in his memory.
"I'm thirsty, drink some coconut ice in that stall, yuk!" bring Robi.
"May too" said the King.
Finally the four boys headed to a tent stall selling young coconut ice and snacks.
"Anji paid, yes!" appoint King.
"What about me?"
Anji pointed to himself.
"The richest among us are you hehehe" said the king.
"I agree" Robi said, patting Anji on the back.
"Ah... !"
Anji grunts while taking out a piece of money hundreds of thousands from his pocket. He handed it to the shop owner.
The king turned towards Imran who looked grim. Even the look on his friend's face began to turn worried.
"Why you?" the king asked, sipping a glass of coconut ice in his hand.
"Ja, come here!" imran Pinta.
The boy pulled the King beside him. He pointed to the window in the shop.
"Ja, look at you" said Imran.
"Oh, strange you, yes there is me, there is you too, why the hell?" ask the king not to understand.
"Hahaha.don't joke, you're not funny!" exclaim King.
"I'm serious, Ja."
"You must be tired, we ran off, drank ice first!"
The king pointed to Imran's iced coconut glass which was still fully filled. The boy obeyed and sat down beside Robi who was endlessly chewing. After the four children finished quenching thirst, they intended to leave the mother of the shop owner. But unfortunately something terrible happened.
A truck at high speed was seen driving uncontrollably. The driver lost power when the brake pedal he stepped on turned out to be blong. The speed of the truck immediately made the witnesses panic. Worse, the truck drove towards the store and hit the buyers there.
Brake...!!!
Finally the yellow truck stopped along with the destruction of the coconut ice shop. Raja and Anji survive the accident when the tavern owner's mother pulls the child's arms swiftly. The driver who survived almost escaped. But the surrounding residents immediately caught the man.
Three people were found injured in the truck. A middle-aged man who was buying coconut ice, Robi and also Imran.
"Imranian... Imran...!!!"
The king shouted with all his might while crying when he saw his best friend was under the big tire of the truck. The shop owner's mother and Anji tried to keep the boy from approaching the truck. Blood flowed from Imran's head. While Robi certainly suffered a broken leg because his right leg was wedged by the body of the truck.
Suddenly the figure of a little boy in shoes full of blood stood before the King who was still crying. The boy turned to look at the bloody shoe's face.
"Im-Imran.." - Seer King.
The figure of Imran with half his head crushed came to the King. Blood flowed profusely soaking into the school uniform he was wearing. A head melt was even seen dripping in the child's ear.
"You..."
"I'm sorry, Ja, I was forced to give my abilities to you, and I beg you to apologize to my mother because I haven't been able to be a good child to her" Imran said.
The king knew when he met the figure of his best friend with these conditions, it could be ascertained that Imran who was still lying under the truck was lifeless when he turned to his best friend at a glance.
The king knelt down and cried. He banged his fist on the ground lamenting Imran's departure.
"I'm sorry, Ran, I'm sorry, I'm sorry I couldn't help you earlier" the king said in tears.
"It's my destiny, Ja, but once again I apologize for giving you my abilities" Imran said, hugging the King.
Mr. Herdi's car passed in front of the truck crash that hit the tavern. Once he, Tasya and Dita, could not find the King in school. They decided to walk down the street near the school and finally arrived at the accident. Tasya's face was very surprised when he found the figure of a small child who was being embraced by a ghostly figure full of blood.
"That's King!" pekik Tasya's.
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