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Silence or Rasuki?

Tamusong looked surprised to hear my words. I was actually just joking with him. But..why does his face look like panic and fear? It was as if I was really great as the ghost he was telling me about.

"What do you mean?? So you mean, you're stronger than him? Even among all the ghosts in this grave? That so?" tanyakanya.

I fell silent, deliberately putting on a flat and serious face, adding panic to his face. "I didn't mean that. I'm just saying he doesn't know me. If you already know, who knows want to sell chips together. You know Tamusong, it's better to work alone than to have a boss. That's nasty! So, I want to sell you some skin chips." Tamusong immediately put his face staring at me.

"What does this have to do with selling chips, Ancient?"

I snorted laughter hearing it. "Yes there is no relationship. But that's just like that. I mean, instead of her being a human slave, wouldn't it be better to find our own food as we do. If you want animal blood, just come to the slaughterhouse. There is a lot of blood there. Or, just drink the blood that is in the blood donor place. Right no?" I said, making Tamusong put out his hand just to massage his forehead.

"Haaaah.if all the ghosts of his mind are the same as yours. But unfortunately, the ghosts no one thinks like that. You're weird anyway. Kids your age always underestimate the important things. Do you think it's easy to get into a blood donor and suck his blood? If it could be done, there would be no demon willing to be in the tools of man. Understood?!" angry hatchling.

I who was crouching also moved, making Tamusong blink and look at me.

"Have you finished eating?" tanyanya.

"It's full." I said as I flew towards the grave.

The bare-faced aunt turned her head, staring at the jasmine tree. "What then?? It's the jasmine you've spent, Ancient!" he jumped and followed me.

I sat in the iron borers well and waited until Tamusong came. "Hey Tamusong. I have passed the second basic stage. Means the third basic stage remains, then you will show how to control the kuntilanak force specifically. Don't you?" bill me.

Tamusong did not shake or nod. "You're right. But, this third stage is a little complicated anyway. I hope you don't overreact like you scared a human. And if you do this one stage, I have a special message for you." he said, and again the serious face makes me want to laugh.

"Pfft.. What message is that?" ask me, holding back the laughter.

"What are you laughing at? My face?!" terkanya. I just shake my head to make a quibble. "If if you possessed someone, then the people around the school knew, they would usually call ustadz to come and get you out of the human body."

"Well, you've never faced the ustadz, have you?? If not, you should not act recklessly and attract many people. Just get someone you think fits, then get out."

"I'm not asking you to show excessive skill, I'm just asking you to come in and then come out after knowing how." he continued, making my curiosity flutter.

"okay!! I will not act recklessly and excessively. But teach me about human traits that can be entered. Earlier when I wanted to resemble a teacher, I felt that the student who was my target weakened his concentration and daydreamed. At that moment, I felt something and was convinced that I could possess the woman. But I undo that intention, my time' instantly jumps to the third stage anyway." I grumbled.

Tamusong scrunched his forehead until his lips lifted when he heard it. "Heh, it turns out you're a perfectionist. Do not want to step over the stage that has been taught. Good. good.that means you're following your teacher. Ahhaha..." He laughed as it was.

"Do what I said earlier. And do you want me to repeat the explanation of how to possess the human body?" tanyakanya.

"God! Tamusong thinks I'm stupid? I've memorized the explanation know!!" my grouse is upset.

He was listening to it. "Correct? The feeling I only said it to you once. Masa' the hell you remember it immediately. It's impossible." He sounds underestimated.

"Well, actually I'm lazy to waste my energy saying it. But what can I do." I started before I started.

"The "highest level is the third. This stage, is to possess the human soul. This stage is quite complicated, where you have to find a match on something you want to possess. Moments and situations are very calculated. The human mind and soul need to be considered in order for you to make it inside."

"The "moment that needs to be considered is a situation in which the human being is alone. Being alone here doesn't have to be really alone. But we're talking about his soul. Feeling upset, sad, distrustful of someone, delusions that are too high and always afraid."

"Then, he had to feel very frightened, whether it was because of the situation you were creating, or he was indeed afraid of the scary stories that were deliberately sought or heard."

"Next, he is in a haunted place, or the domain of the subtle-beings."

"And lastly, his soul must be empty, in the sense that it likes or always daydreams. The latter is a golden opportunity, and we are quickest to possess their souls. Is that what you explained to me?" my light was long, making Tamusong shake his head while clapping from behind his cafeteria.

"Ckckl! Justjust wonderful. You remember what I said in that detail, but I only said it once. You're so smart, don't you just die of being struck by lightning in the brain??"

"Not the one who was struck by lightning was Tamusong? It's screeching.." He was silent to hear my words. A little misbehaving by moving his body.

"Basic brash! This is how my death is sad to know!!" his screeches.

I kept quiet while watching him. "Where and how, the death of a person is definitely sad. Whether it's pain, accident, murder, everything is equally sad. So back to that conversation, I could've possessed someone, right?" ask me again.

He snorted with a cynical face. "Maybe, but..."

"Yeahaaay!! See you Tamusong!!" I said as I left him.

"Whoi!! Not done knowing!! Listen to me talk!!" screech from behind, but I just ignore and still leave it.

It's still night, I can't wait for tomorrow. Last afternoon I almost possessed the student, but I withstood the intention, not wanting to hear Tamusong's angry noise because it was not in accordance with the procedure he gave.

Tomorrow, I have to prepare. It's crazy!! This is more exciting than a sudden exam at school. I am so happy!!

Every day, the art room is always used for painting activities or just completing subjects. In this place, people are always directed to paint what they want.

My experience as a human being, before painting, I must have imagined it first. This imagination takes time and must also catapult the mind to a place of thought or imagination. Too much daydreaming, usually makes a person sleepy and daydreaming.

This is an advantage for me. I can choose a daydreaming victim, and of course it is very easy to do.

So far, all I know is about someone who is possessed, even though I have never felt it. But, I had time to think, the possessed person, actually possessed or was playing soap operas to seek attention?

Strangely enough, when someone is possessed, acting strangely and.well, I'm not sure it's real. I thought, what if the ghosts who go inside, do not want to come out of the human body again? What's gonna happen??

But now, his position had become reversed. I have to enter an empty human body. And if it's in there, is there a different or the same sensation? What do not-don't, trance that often occurs in school because of the mane from Tamusong?

Seems not.. It must have been Ludira's victim.

Actually time passes quickly. But somehow, I think, this death brought time to a standstill. A few days passed felt like an endless day.

Boring? Of course it's very boring. Luckily I met Tamusong who wanted to teach me to be a powerful ghost. Although he intends to use me as his strength, I can also take advantage of this. It is likely that I can fight Ludira in this spirit state. And. controlling the power of ghosts certainly.

The school bells are heard. In the first hour of the lesson, no one came into this room. It seemed like no class had any art subjects in its first hour.

I wiggled and paced incoherently. In the third hour of the lesson, after a break, finally the knock of the shoes from Bu Desti was heard heading to the art room. Yes, so often I hear it, I so memorize that it is him.

He was the first to open the door. From the outside, he tried to look into the room, not directly enter as he usually did.

His face paled and a little sweat ran down his forehead. He gulped, stepping into the classroom.

I blinked, looking at him fixedly from the top of the closet. He placed his painting tools and canvas on the table, looking around.

I also approached Bu Desti, before long he shuddered and touched his own nape. "Kok got goosebumps?" mumbling slowly. I could see his hands shaking.

She.. frightened??

He sat down with concern as he began to erect a canvas beside the table. No other student came in, did he come here just to rest as usual, not teaching??

"Actually, there's a fear in me in this place. This place that I really like." the sound of his heart began to sound, indecisive and bitter.

His hands pressed the toothbrush paste-shaped watercolor into the container. He mixed the basic, light blue color and looked at the blank canvas in front of him.

"Yesterday, some say that seeing the figure of a boy flying with a mischievous albino in front of the stop, more precisely in front of the grave." inwardly. "Then yesterday there was news from residents who reached the local police, if a student from this High School fell unconscious and in a very frightened state. The student said, take an art class, and meet me in this room. In fact, yesterday I did not enter because my son was sick." he continued.

"The girl could not have lied, she passed out many times and is now in the hospital for treatment. He did not want to eat or drink so scared. This story has been excited and circulated to the community, to my residence which is quite far from school. This story is spread by word of mouth, so I'm sure that almost all Bangka people will soon find out."

"Outside of all that, there's something in my heart." He started looking at the painting I was doing. "Adam.. Are you that?" tanyanya bitter with both soft eyes.

He was silent for a long time and he stared at my painting. Not blinking at all, until suddenly a strange sensation occurred again. In front of me, a passageway that I had seen once reappeared!

I saw a straight passageway that pierced into his soul. He was daydreaming, and his soul was empty now.

Miss Desti?? Do I really have to possess Bu Desti??

But, it doesn't feel like it. He was a very good teacher to me. He was also sad and crying about my death. It feels, it becomes heartless if I have to make it the container I enter to enter it.

But. on the other hand, Tamusong also said..

"Well, you've never faced the ustadz, have you?? If not, you should not act recklessly and attract many people. Just get someone you feel is a good fit, then get out. I'm not asking you to show excessive skill, I'm just asking you to come in and then come out after knowing how." she said.

Actually, this momentum is good. We're just the two of us, and there's no one else here. If I possessed Bu Desti, I would immediately come out before anyone else noticed.

I wasn't asked to attract a lot of people, was I. If I do the opposite and attract attention, the school will call ustadz and recite a prayer for me. I will definitely be too hot to hear it.

I clenched my teeth. Confused and worried about what I should do. But...if I attract the attention of many people?? Ustadz, will it come??

If I catch the attention of many people even worse, will that person come too??

But, this moment with Bu Desti should not be missed. I won't get the same opportunity twice.

"Savage.." I started laughing at myself. "If I can do both, why choose one??"

"Possess someone in your own time, and attract the attention of many people in the crowd." I muttered, as I flew straight into the passage of Bu Desti's soul.

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