RUN
Regret and Loneliness

After acknowledging this, Tamusong came out of the art room. I didn't mean anything bad, but he seems to have helped enough. I fear that if he goes further, he will be affected by my actions. I don't want to, because I. He got his sap too.

Previously, he said he could not enter the school because there was a barrier wall made by Kiyai. Even when I exerted great strength, he was still standing in front of the wall, as if he really could not get inside here.

But, today, he was in the art room after helping to hide me from kiyai. I was afraid, if before he was anything by kiyai, to the extent that his spirit was called into here.

In addition, kiyai slipped the word so that I do not believe in other ghosts, and means Tamusong is also included in the prohibition he gave.

I'm in the law, I can't leave this room. Whether it's day or night. I do not know when the sentence will last, but because of this, of course I will not be able to meet Tamusong again at night.

Rather than making him worry and interfere, I should say something bad to keep him away and hate me. Isn't that my expertise. Get people away on their own, without asking them to do it.

But in the end, I was alone again. It's also true not to trust anyone too much, after all.if I don't come out Tamusong, maybe I won't be in jail by day at night in this place.

But, not trusting someone is also not too good, the proof is that I underestimated kiyai's attention to me. I should have been sure he wouldn't hurt me. He will protect me as he always protects me in life.

It becomes a regret. Believe or not believe someone is just as bad. I should have had a firm and firm stance on that from the beginning. So, none of this is going to happen, right?

But what can be done, rice has become d*bur, uh. Now, I have to think about what I will do in this place?

Beyond all that, there are good things that I have. I, finally made it through the final stage of the basic science of ghosts.

That is, possessing humans.

In fact, I was able to divide my spirit into several bodies, and this core body was still silent in place without coming in.

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*flashback

I saw the policemen coming in along with an ustadz. There was no strange feeling at first, until the ustadz started muttering and muttering moving his lips.

Instantly the heat began to seep into my chest. My ears were burning, it felt like a smoky pot, even my esophagus was suddenly dry and difficult to swallow. Nose and mouth canal burning, tub choking by chili powder.

I groaned, clutching my own head firmly. "Armgh!! It hurts!! The heat!! It's hot!!" I sigh, shouting indistinctly.

Can't! This can't be allowed! I could die twice if I kept going like this. It hurts so much, it can't stand it and it's so painful.

It does happen inside of me, but definitely the factor comes from outside.

Whereabouts?? Which one is noisy? Where does this pain come from?

I began to glance around, and saw a strange light surrounding the body of the ustadz, while in the body of the police there was no visible light in him. It turns out he was the source. I wanted to stop him, but just looking at him gave me a picture of pain.

And I'm sure I won't be able to stop it. But how? This has to stay put?

One way to do that is..

I had to break his concentration, by getting into one of these cops.

I began to observe, staring at which policeman gave the weakest aura, and showed the deepest passageway of him.

And one of them, seen opening the hallway wide, as if to say welcome and please come in on me.

I was about to fly and enter it, but this body suddenly stiffened in surprise by the prayer of the ustadz that was done up close. *So, I had trouble getting in because the police were in the vicinity of ustadz?

Means, I have to do another way, to keep my being here, while my spirit enters into the passage of the human soul*.

I began to stretch out my hand, and release a ball of force from the end of the fold of my hand to the end of my fingers. It was like being electrocuted, or like an elbow being hit by a wall.

All of a sudden, the ball of power changed, became a part of me and then entered a part of the passageway of the human soul. I felt my spirit was there, but I was still standing in one place and staring at them.

From this place, I raised one hand, and it turned out that the policeman I threw the power ball just now did the same. He raised his hand, as if I could control it from afar.

I took the initiative to do something else, move my fingers and legs, and of course my movements were imitated by the police.

It's exciting! It looks so cool! I could possess someone from afar, without the need to enter into their soul passageway. And moving their bodies, just like playing dolls, can be controlled at will.

The policemen around me started to get suspicious and worried about the body I was controlling.

"Oi, Joko, why are you? Just ngagetin!!" whispered.

"It hurts to know!" say me. But this guy I control talks like a gargle. He tried to resist and hold my words out of his mouth, so could he.

"What the hell? Don't want it!" complained friend.

I'm trying to control this cop completely, to be able to speak clearly. "It hurts all of a sudden" I said, I can finally do it. Another cop squatted around the police I controlled.

"illness?" they murmured asking, frowning.

Yuuuu!!

Suddenly, my stomach felt pain again. This Ustadz still insists on beating me through his prayers.

"Yes, suddenly it hurts." I continued, closing my eyes, and the same thing was done by Joko earlier. I held my stomach, and continued to complain of pain.

"A.. will anyone help me?? It hurts." I said as I prepared to raise his head.

"What the hell are you doing?!" another policeman complained, while watching ustadz who was still busy in his prayer.

I started stretching out, and Joko did the same thing. I also caught the hand of one of the police officers who was nearby.

This stared cop fluttered, he gasped and glared both eyes when he saw my strange gaze.

There are!

There is a road and a hallway that appears when Joko's eyes and hands touch the hands of his police friends. I feelit. Some of the energy thrown at Joko, began to enter and propagate to his friend.

I, it turns out, can flow my power ball like a spirit to two different people with a form that is still outside their body. I seeped in, making this policeman fight back while shrill his screams. "Aaaarr!!"

*End Of Flashback

I smiled when I remembered it. Actually it has entered the category of possessing the human body or not yet anyway, because the core spirit or my form does not fit entirely in them. And I did not find any strange memories like the one that Bu Desti had at that time.

It's like just controlling their bodies, and I don't have any special power to really get into their souls.

But, I cannot perfect the last stage of controlling this power anymore. Already unable to leave the room, I was not allowed to enter and disturb people.

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Time after time passed. The sound of the school's typical crowd was heard in the ears. I can only enjoy it from a distance, just like I usually do during the day.

The bells are ringing back. Friends at the school started to come out and walk to the cafeteria. Some ran to the toilet, some chose to separate to the library, and others were busy hanging out in front of the class. I peeked at them from the window, observing them one by one until the bell rang again.

The sight suddenly quiet. They all leave all the activities and go back to the classroom to get a lesson.

I was still sculpting, standing in front of the window until the break bell rang again. The same thing happened again, crowded and then quiet as the bell came in.

Today went on as usual. It's just that no one has come in here to paint and fill in the lessons.

It felt a little bland, but it felt lonely and pathetic. It felt bad, like seeing a black cloud and cloudy when others saw the sun.

It's only been a day that no one's been in here, but it feels really weird. Even though I can't communicate with humans, watching them come in here and paint makes me feel at least not alone.

But now, it feels really far away. Like being imprisoned by a deserted, and no one else cares. Especially after my High School friends came home, the situation was getting quieter. No more laughing and talking, it really felt lonely and returned like the situation at night.

I started flying and stood floating in front of the window. Staring outwards, where the darkness began to dominate everything. I tried to touch the wall, but my hand actually touched it. Not as pervious as before. This further proves the truth of kiyai's words that I am really in brackets in here, when night comes, just like day.

I don't know how long, whether it's temporary or forever.

From the window I was looking at, some people came back to the ceremonial field. Not a police officer, but I know him.

Their steps were steady, walking towards the back field of the school. It seems their destination is the kiyai house. What else do they want to do to me and this place?

I started flying to the other window. Because the art room is at the very end of the room facing each other, so I can look back, precisely to the well behind the school.

Their destination was indeed the kiyai house, but not long enough they were there, they had returned and walked towards the school building which was the classrooms.

I have no other feeling, they want to do something about this room. Their steps were quick despite the doubts. Like fear, but there's a glimmer of courage they get.

Their scent really made me thirsty, especially when their steps came to a halt right in front of the door of the art room.

Rukiah again? But it seems impossible, given the agreement that has been agreed by me with Kiyai.

I flew up, walked up to the door, and stuck my ear there. Actually, without doing this I can penetrate their voices, but yes still the habits of human behavior.

"Come on the hunt, sir. I have these goosebumps." said a voice from outside. It seems I do know who the men in ordinary clothes who come to this scene.

"Yes, sir, I know that too. My hands are only two, it's hard to see the chain!" saith.

I cringe. Winding chains?? What don't-don't...

"Help gembokin sir rantanya." he continued to say.

I took a long breath. Turns right. These were the male teachers who came in plain clothes, intending to lock this room.

"Already, sir. I have the key. If this is the case, there will be nothing desperate to enter here, even if it is just a fad." he added.

"Yes already? Come on, we'll be right back. My body wasn't good from earlier, like it was really being noticed by someone."

The sound of the thousand steps sounded. They both ran away from this place. Turns out they locked this door so they wouldn't get in. With the chain again. What does this mean, this room... will really not be used anymore??

So, what about the entire contents of the masterpiece that we have made and displayed here?? And what about the friends who love to paint in this place?? What about painting?? Will everything be removed from this place??

I kept my ears away from the door, while sitting crouching and hugging my knees. Stay away from real, right??

How sad!

If I rebel, then I will be punished and expelled from this place. All just as bad. But isn't this the solitude I want to be in life? Now that all this has been confirmed, I...

I feel sorry for hoping that way.

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...Seriate......