Not last chapter 8

I called Thaqif for the hundredth time but he still not answer my call.

Sulking?

What problem actually, trying to avoid me? Did I do something wrong, did I hurt him?

Or

He actually did something wrong to me?

Tomorrow. There is a camp tomorrow. It means that tomorrow I will also find something even more strange.

...…..

The next day we all gathered in the hall. All fifth graders. Each of them had lined up to defeat the Japanese army's foot march. A serious stand up I give full marks. Everyone is waiting for the next announcement by the teacher who will lead us to where we will go next.

"This morning there will be a 20 minute science test, students please take your place.''

What?

Exam again?

Now?

Are you kidding me ?

Okay now I have a lot of questions , who I want to ask? Mr. Saiful? Oh yeah talk about Mr. Saiful where is he? I stretched my neck looking for a glimpse to find the teacher but the answer I got was no.

Mr. Saiful was not there.

What the minute?

When I think back, Mr. Saiful disappeared after telling me about trust and Thaqif disappeared after advising me about trust. Something they knew that told me not to trust the people around me.

And why they need to disappear?

What did they see?

What about Atif?

"Who got scores below 98 will not be able to leave the examination room.''

Huh?

This is another joke.

Why do you need to lock yourself in that room?

I just want to ran from this activity but if I choose stop the teacher can kill me .

Of course I will accept this camp.

You don't need to answer the exam, just be clever to find the way to get out from the room.

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I've been playing with the pen ever since. Play around. The paper I received did not write the answer. I seriously do not understand this question. My lessons are going nowhere. My understanding is drifting nowhere. Entering this school is like a newborn told to run. You think the baby has time for a headache?

I looked at the clock, five minutes left. Right now I just have to think of a way to get out. But still I have not idea to answer.

"One minute left." Said the exam supervisor.

There is no objective question, I just want to hit the answer, I can't even find the answer.

In other words, I have to accept what I am…..

"End time.''

Got zero mark and found a way out of this room. The exam papers started to be collected by the exam invigilator and now we have to wait for a few minutes for the exam papers to be marked and the results announced.

"Alright, I will read the names of the students who passed.''

One by one the names were read and more students were free to leave. Actually, the feeling pass the exam they should smile cheerfully but this hmm I too lazy for argue.

And in the end it was just me and my back student.

"Only one student left.''

Okay, I'm pretty sure I'm the one who's stuck in this class. Who else but me? I already hold the character of getting the most beautiful number in the class. If I succeed, I will be very grateful. It's wow.

"Muhammad Anas…"

Hmm, do you mean I'm trapped? Speak only the truth.

"You passed."

Huh?

Pass?

I don't think I answered anything how can I pass? Read the question, not , I not answer. I walked forward to grab the paper.

As soon as the paper reached my hand I was really surprised. This is my writing, even thoughi do not remember when I last writting, I still know my writing. I walked towards the out from the room and I look the student fail the exam.

And the student looked right in my face.

"A…a…aa..'' I stuttered at this time.

"Anas, let's go."

Someone called me and it was Hadwan. I quickly ran to follow Hadwan's steps.

"Pretend not see." He spoke to me.

"But… but…" And I was still stuttering to answer.

"Are you afraid?" He asked me.

I just nodded. It's true, I'm really nervous right now. What I saw just now, I hope it was just my imagination. I saw Atif. I still remember him being thrown out of the third floor. And the memory is still fresh in my mind. I saw Hadwan show his hand to me.

"Follow me." He said.

Should I trust him? I looked around, others were busy with their own world, some were reading the articles on the info board, some were already engrossed in looking at books.. I looked at Hadwan again, this time he was the only one willing to talk to me.

"Yes or no?" He asked me again. I took a heavy step to accept his hand while nodding his approval.

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