
"What's Neng, how can you be?" tegur pak.
"Ah nothing sir, then I immediately excuse to return to the room."
"Yes Neng."
Just now Fazila was about to step out of the gate, the security guard prevented the girl from holding her shoulder.
"What's up, sir?" asked Fazila while looking at the face of the security guard with a confused expression.
"That's why Eneng's skirt was torn?" ask the security guard while pointing down, to the part of Fazila's skirt that was torn due to the pull of the twig earlier.
"That's .. there's a little technical fault sir." After saying that sentence Fazila immediately ran from the front of the security guard for fear that the man was suspicious and asked all sorts of questions.
Fazila settles down as her footsteps enter the princess cottage area.
"Hah, it seems like there is no one," he said and breathed a sigh of relief. From walking around he now switched to walking as usual.
"Maybe they are all practicing prayer asar congregation," he murmured and then accelerated steps to get to the room immediately.
Sure enough to get to the room, his room felt lonely because his three best friends were no longer there.
"Are they really in the mosque? I'd better change my clothes, take a bath and pray dhuhur." Soon Fazila picked up a towel then walked out of the room and covered the door again, after which she walked quickly towards the bathroom.
When he got to the bathroom he stopped his steps and thought he was going to take a bath in the bathroom on the other end. Bathroom close to Heni's room.
"I had to take the phone and immediately delete the picture I had taken by Heni crazily." Fazila smiled happily then walked at a faster pace than before.
Circumstances around the princess hut look quiet and quiet because it happened that day there was not a single santriwati who was menstruating and it made all santriwati come to the mosque to pray for congregation and leave the cottage the princess is empty.
However, even so Fazila was still watching the situation because Heni could have been in that place. I don't know what Heni will do, which Fazila clearly thinks that Heni is a strange girl who can be everywhere in the boarding school area.
"There really isn't anyone." Fazila nimbly approached Heni's room and then dyed like a thief who was afraid of being caught by the owner of the house.
Fazila quickly grabbed the door handle and turned it around.
"Unlocked, it turns out she's a sloppy girl." Fazila looked enthusiastic. After the door opened he went inside and closed the door.
The girl circulated her gaze throughout the slightly darkened room. Fazila clung her hand to the wall, squeezing the switch and a split second of the light instantly lit up.
Heni's room looked neat with books lined up on shelves in a hefty amount. Fazila thought it was not only Heni's book, but also his roommate's book that was stored on a single shelf.
On the side of the bunk bed was a small table on which lay a glass of water and a small jar of chocolate in the form of coins.
"Where's the phone anyway?" Fazila continued to search for Heni.
"Let's get the book!" The sound of a woman's voice was getting closer and closer.
"Wine." Fazila immediately hid behind the shelf.
The door is opened showing two human figures who look rushed.
"It turns out the door wasn't locked!" yell one of them.
"Who left the room last time? This lamp has not been turned off, either" added the other girl.
"Leave it, after all no one would dare to take our things here."
"Yes, we just have to be careful too. Who knows if an intruder broke in and saw our stuff here. Want you to get our action all this time caught?"
Fazila frowned, in the heart of guessing the sentence that came out of the two sisters who were so ambiguous according to him.
"What do they mean?" ask Fazila inwardly. Little did he peek from the side of the shelf to see the faces of the two, just to ascertain whether they were the occupants of the room or not.
"Hopefully they don't steal, because if it happens, I can get rubber if it comes to this place."
"Quick get the yellow book!" the orders of one of them.
"Good." One of them walked towards the shelf making Fazila retreat again to the back of the rack and then hide.
Dugs.
Accidentally his knee hit the rack made of wood.
"Dead me!" Fazila immediately shut his mouth as his breath roared. If allowed to be existence, he will be found out.
"What's Win?"
"Not knowing Gin, let's go! I was horrified to see our deserted cottage as it is now. The aura is like horror," said Winda while grimacing.
"There can't be a ghost in this place, let me check!" Gina stepped forward and was about to check the back of the shelf through the side.
Incidentally the shelf is not directly attached to the wall but rather advanced because it is used as a bulkhead for prayer if they do not go to the mosque.
"How is this?" Fazila panicked, her body seemed to tremble.
If his whereabouts in that place were known to them and they immediately shouted, then the thief's stamp would be attached to him. Although Fazila's intention was only to remove the photo of her taken by Heni, they would assume otherwise. Moreover, it was Heni's room, the girl who always wanted to upset him and always get punished.
"It seems like her voice was from here," muttered Gina and this time Fazila resigned because she did not know which way to move so that her existence was unknown. Fazila simply closed her eyes with both palms.
Fazila's heart was pounding as Gina's steps drew nearer.
"God help me!" fazila's prayer in the heart.
Dugs.
Dugs.
"Adrrhg!" Gina screamed while prancing around as two chasing lizards fell on her head and bounced onto the empty bookshelf, making a slightly loud noise.
"There is, what's the matter?" Winda jumped up and down because he was so shocked to see a frenzied Gina jumping up and down and moving her skirt quickly.
"There's Win's lizard," he said, staring resentfully at the two lizards that were now on the floor.
If not in the room, Gina would have taken the stone and crushed it to death. It is worthwhile to be rewarded for destroying animals that like to spread feces everywhere with their feces. However, he did not bother to clean up if he had to kill in their room.
"What do you think? Make a hanger," protested Vinda.
"Eh but you know not Gin–" Winda grimaced before continuing his speech.
"What?!"
"Say, if we fall two lizards who fight each other or overlap, then there will be our family or close relatives who will die."
"Ah, don't you want to win! No one in my neighborhood died and his spirit came to me to tell."
Along with that, the sound of lizards was heard crowded in the room.
"Tuh, right? Tweezers on the sound, even though during ordinary days in this room there are rarely lizards."
Gina directly rubbed her nape feathers that suddenly bristled and the fur of her nape that suddenly stood up.
"Then we ... escape!" exclaimed Winda while running down the ridge out of the room.
"Win wait!" gina shouted as she ran after her best friend.
Fazila who saw them running quickly couldn't help but laugh. The girl immediately laughed gigglingly.
Seriate.