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Nisa!
Let's play together!
Come on. Let's take a walk!
Come on!
- Nisa! - Yes!
- Wait! - Wait for me!
THIRD PLACE, ABACUS COMPETITION SECOND PLACE, LCC
SECOND PLACE, DANCING, DISTRICT LEVEL
Are you finished?
Uh…
Dad, can I get a glass of water?
And also a meal, if I could.
Okay…
After your homework is done.
Dad, I've been studying here for a long time.
I'm tired!
I've obeyed all of your rules.
I'm tired, Dad!
It's better to be tired from studying
instead of swallowing the bitterness of ignorance.
Do you want to be ignorant?
Do you want to be useless? Huh?
You can go after all of your homework is done.
Don't embarrass me!
Do you want to be ignorant? Do you want to be useless?
Do you want to be ignorant? Useless?
Nisa!
Are you done?
Nisa!
Nisa! Nisa!
Nisa!
- Morning, Mom. - Morning, sweetie.
How great the human brain is…
working and projecting something that is actually…
unreal.
BELOW ARE THE STUDENTS WHO PASSED GENERAL PSYCHOLOGY I
Goddamn!
What should I do? And it's with Mr. Bakti!
I'm stressed out whenever he's teaching. Moreover, he is so creepy.
Not only you, May.
Everyone is the same.
- Hey! - Watch out!
No one ever dares to face Mr. Bakti. No one.
Then what should I do?
Let's ask Amel, so we can meet him together.
He has an assistant. Ask her.
I always get scared when I have to meet the lecturer.
Which one scarier? Meeting Mr. Bakti or your dad?
How poor is my life!
My killer of a dad is at home,
while Mr. Bakti is here.
Dumbasses! You have to repeat the class, right?
Same as you, dumbass!
Let's just take the class again.
- Where is Amel? - I don't know.
- What? - I saw Mr. Bakti! There!
Yes, that's him.
I'm so dead.
Speak of the devil.
Hey, you all.
Come to my office in 15 minutes.
- Morning, Amel! - Morning, Mr. Zainal.
- Morning, sir! - Morning, sir!
- Hey, hurry up! - Morning, sir!
Why did his wife want to marry him?
Girls prefer someone like him.
That's why you should stop reading psycho comics.
If you get hit by his legendary stick, you'll die.
Like me.
Gosh.
His daughter and wife died, right?
Did you know about his daughter?
Who committed suicide.
I heard about that.
- Bullshit. - It's true.
- Really? How did you know? - Yeah.
Everyone knows it.
I heard from Cici and Cima.
They said Mrs. Gita and the others gossiped about it.
How about his wife?
They said it was an accident.
That's why he uses a walking stick,
because he tried to save his wife.
Oh?
Looks like you're curious about his wife.
No.
Is it your fetish? Being with an older woman?
- No, what do you mean? - Moreover, a lecturer's wife.
What the hell? Shut up!
You're so perverted.
You like old ladies wearing house dresses?
Sorry, it's too old-fashioned.
Wait for me!
Hey, stop joking, guys!
Are you guys not thinking about Mr. Bakti?
- Where are we going to meet? - Maya!
Mel!
So? Have you guys met Mr. Bakti?
We're waiting for you to see him together since we're afraid.
- Well, let's go now! - Let's go.
I've been teaching for 20 years,
and only you guys couldn't pass my class.
You embarrass me.
How should I face the others?
My career is ruined.
Starting from Monday, you all have to attend the short semester.
At 5.30 p.m.
Sorry, sir.
Isn't it too late to hold a class at that time?
Well, Monday at 7.00 p.m.
- Can you come? - Yes, sir.
Yes, we can.
Do you have any problems?
- Nothing, sir. - Nothing, sir. We can come.
Let's go.
Mr. Bakti.
Mom.
Here, let me do it.
You should rest, Mom.
Don't worry, Mel.
If you're always helping me, it will mess up your studies.
It won't, Mom.
I'm just repeating one class.
Yes, that's what I meant.
Let me do it.
Your job is just to study hard.
So you can make your dad proud.
Okay?
Okay then.
Go on.
IN MEMORY OF THE PASSING OF THE LATE MR. JOKO SOEPENO
How could you repeat the class again?
I paid so much for your tuition.
I will graduate, Dad.
I also used my own pocket money to pay for the short semester.
I don't care! You have to graduate!
I agreed to let you take that major! You should be responsible!
Yes, Dad.
- Mr. Bakti. - Yes?
Here's the medicine. Please consume this three times a day,
and this one is twice a day. Take it after a meal.
Alright.
- Get well soon, sir. - Yes.
Take care.
- Want to ride a pedicab, sir? - No.
ERLANGGA SERUNI UNIVERSITY
Gosh, why is this campus so quiet in the evening?
Plus, it's only the four of us.
Well, it's a short semester.
Only the four of us are repeating the class.
I get goosebumps. Really.
Why did he ask us to come this late?
We have five more minutes.
MODIFICATION
Mr. Zaenal is so brave, walking around by himself.
It's so quiet.
Yes, so creepy.
Mel!
You're the closest person to him among the four of us.
Do you believe
that he educated his daughter so hard until she committed suicide?
May!
Why are you always asking about that?
Well, I just want to know.
And she wasn't with us yesterday.
Do you want it to keep being a rumor?
So what if you know the truth?
What I heard is,
they said his daughter had to study all the time.
She was not allowed to leave the room,
not allowed to eat,
not allowed to drink.
She had to stay in her room until her work was finished.
And then, if she left the room
without finishing her work,
she would be punished so hard.
Damn.
I don't know. I don't have the guts to ask.
It's funny, huh?
Mr. Bakti teaches us about behavioral modification,
yet it's his behavior that should be modified.
You're right!
You too.
It's rare for Mr. Bakti to come late.
Don't you want to ask him now?
Perhaps he forgot about it.
I've sent him a text message.
But he didn't respond.
Do people still use text messages?
Guys, there's no sign of him.
Let's go home.
Mir, wait.
Enough. Let's just go home.
Let's wait for a little while.
- Come on. Let's go! - Hey!
- Good evening, sir. - Good evening, sir.
No one can leave this class for the next two hours,
until the class is dismissed.
INDEED, TO ALLAH WE BELONG AND TO ALLAH WE SHALL RETURN
MR. SUBEKTI HANDOYO, OUR BELOVED LECTURER
PASSED AWAY AT 17.37 THIS AFTERNOON DUE TO AN ACCIDENT
Guys!
- Group. - Group chat?
Group. Check it now.
Mir! Check the group chat.
Fat. Here.
Take it!
Oh no. I dropped my pen.
Dammit!
A ghost!
- Maya! - Maya!
We'll be going, sir!
We'll be going, sir.
Where are you going?
It's already late, sir.
It's late, or have you noticed?
Come on. Let's go!
Come back!
Mr. Zainal, I'm not lying. In the class, there was…
Mr. Bakti was in front of me. I won't…
It must be your imagination.
Please, we saw him, sir.
Where's the proof then?
Mel, please tell Mr. Zainal.
We saw Mr. Bakti in the classroom, right?
- You know… - Oh my God!
You… You guys are Muslims, but you believe in ghosts?
I'm not lying. I saw him with my own eyes.
Mr. Bakti was in the classroom. If you don't believe me,
go to that classroom and see it for yourself.
Mr. Bakti was truly in that classroom.
Stop. I want to attend Mr. Bakti's wake.
Do you want to join me or not?
I'm going to lock the gate.
Want to join me?
If you go to his house,
you will find Mr. Bakti there.
Come on.
- You guys can go first. - Let's go.
Nothing bad is happening.
Tell me. How did it happen?
You didn't know?
No.
It was a hit-and-run.
His face was destroyed.
Oh my God. I'm sorry to hear that.
Poor him.
Also, his mother is not coming.
- Did someone tell her? - Oh my God.
Poor him.
Mel.
Aren't you supposed to be in the extra class with Mr. Bakti?
Yes.
Well, we will talk about that later with the others.
Come inside.
Oh my God!
It's terrifying.
- Have you heard? - What?
I heard that Mr. Bakti became a ghost here.
Okay, let's do this.
For Mr. Bakti's class,
you may continue it with me.
We can start tomorrow.
But I don't want to hear any rumors
about Mr. Bakti's ghost haunting this place.
You should focus on this lesson.
But I'm not lying. Everyone saw it.
Maya, you should be able to analyze it.
We already knew that he was famous as a "killer" lecturer.
So, your subconscious mind believes it's true.
He is stern and creepy.
Even after he is gone,
that's what you think of him.
But it wasn't my subconscious mind's fault.
- We really…. - Maya.
We understand, Ma'am.
Don't take my students from me.
They're all my responsibility.
Savage!
Go away, Bakti!
Don't bother me. Go!
Go away, Bakti.
Go away!
Mom!
Wake up, Mom!
ASSOCIATION FOR UNES PSYCHOLOGY STUDENT
So, here's the thing.
We just realized that Mr. Bakti
doesn't have any emergency contact.
When we asked the other lecturers,
they also didn't know.
Is his parents still alive?
That's the thing.
No one knows.
Well, I'll figure it out then.
As far as I know, he lived with his daughter and his mom.
How did you know?
I saw the photos in his house.
Alright.
While we're waiting for the fundraising,
at the same time,
we will look into his family's background.
Mel.
Can you help me?
Sure.
Please give the update about this…
Maya!
- Maya, what happened? - Go away!
May, this is me. Your friend.
- This is me! - Calm down!
Maya!
I saw Mr. Bakti there!
- I saw him! He wanted to catch me! - Mr. Bakti is dead, May.
He's gone.
- I'm not lying! I saw him in front of me! - May.
Believe me!
Calm down, okay? Calm down.
I'm scared! I'm not lying!
It's okay now.
Okay?
Calm down. We are here. Okay?
Have you heard?
Mrs. Gita is now in a coma.
Then what about our short semester?
Alright.
We'll leave now.
Mel, I'm leaving.
- Bye. - Be careful.
Why are so many accidents happening so suddenly?
Stop talking nonsense.
This is a disaster.
Should we pray together?
To let Mr. Bakti's spirit rest in peace.
Also for Mrs. Gita.
May, you're no different than Fattah.
Obsessed with strange things.
Why did you mention me?
It's not like that.
I mean,
- this situation… - Well, let's meet Mr. Syarif.
When did this happen?
Yesterday, sir.
Who else saw it besides Maya?
I didn't see it.
You guys saw it.
I also saw it, sir.
- But… - Okay, listen.
If you want to pray together,
it should be in private.
Don't let the other students or faculties know.
It could start a rumor
that our campus is "creepy".
Whatever that is, ghosts are not real.
Here. It comes from here.
Like what you've said,
we will hold this event to respect Mrs. Gita's child
and for the late Mr. Bakti.
Understand?
Zainal?
Do you understand?
Yes, sir.
Ghosts are from here.
Right?
As the head of the student association,
I should remind you
to stop sharing creepy stories on our campus.
I've been teaching for 20 years,
and only you guys couldn't pass my class.
You embarrass me.
Maya!
- Mel. - What happened?
Why didn't you turn on your phone?
I turned it off.
My dad was calling me.
Okay, let's go to the campus.
Let's pray together.
I seek refuge in Allah, the All-Hearing, the All-Knowing, from shaitan.
My Lord, I seek refuge in You from the whispers of the shaitan,
and I seek refuge in You, my Lord, if they come near me.
My Lord, I seek refuge in You from the whispers of the shaitan,
and I seek refuge in You, my Lord, if they come near me.
ERLANGGA SERUNI UNIVERSITY
Is it possible…
there's something he wants to convey?
Right?
Or…
We shouldn't have left the classroom that night.
He said it himself, right?
For the next two hours.
Like his daughter, who couldn't leave her room
until she finished her work, but she left, and then…
May! Stop it!
Stop suggesting nonsense.
Excuse me? Suggestion?
You saw it, right? When I was chased by him?
What kind of suggestion could put Mrs. Gita in a coma?
Amelia!
Maya!
Only the two of us?
Emir!
Fattah!
Study!
No! I can't.
Study!
I don't want to die!
I don't want… Mel, I don't want to die.
- I don't want to die, Mel! - May…
No one will die, May!
Okay?
Do you believe in the haunting of ghosts?
People back then said
they were wandering around because of their unfinished business in the world.
Unfinished business?
Yes.
Something like that.
If Mr. Bakti's spirit is haunting us because of unfinished business…
Is it about his daughter?
DAUGHTER OF A LECTURER COMMITTED SUICIDE
DAUGHTER OF A LECTURER ALLEGEDLY COMMITTED SUICIDE
THE FATHER CHOSE TO REMAIN SILENT
Hey! Watch your step!
Sorry, sir!
Damn you.
NAME: EMIR, FACULTY: PSYCHOLOGY
COGNITIVE PSYCHOLOGY
Nisa?
Sorry, sir.
A NEIGHBOR: NISA WAS ALWAYS STUDYING HER FATHER DIDN'T ALLOW HER TO PLAY
Is Nisa's suicide still a heavy burden on Mr. Bakti?
Sorry, I can't help much.
But from what I know, it's true.
His daughter committed suicide.
Everyone here knows about it.
How was Mr. Bakti's life?
Moreover, since his daughter died.
His daily routine was only teaching and then going home.
Teaching and then going home.
I'm scared.
The spirit of a strange man like him usually doesn't rest in peace.
Okay, miss. I'm leaving.
Thank you so much.
No problem. Take care.
Hey.
Put it back, okay?
It's so dark.
Mir?
Emir?
Mir?
Please stop joking around, Mir.
Hey!
Hey! Hello?
INDUSTRIAL AND ORGANIZATIONAL PSYCHOLOGY
Stop! Stop it!
Hey, what happened?
There! It's Mr. Bakti!
Mr. Bakti!
Oh my God! Let's go!
Study!
Help!
I've been teaching for 20 years,
and only you guys couldn't pass my class.
- You embarrass me! - Go away!
You embarrass me!
Help me!
Maya!
- Look. - Oh my God. What should we do?
Hey, someone died!
Hello, Mir?
Mel. It's Maya, Mel.
Maya!
Hurry up to Maya's flat.
Mir, let me go!
- It's okay. - Let me go!
- Mel… - Stop!
Stop!
Let Maya go.
We are close friends,
but we never knew Maya was so depressed.
We should've listened to Maya
and not invalidate her feelings.
Even a listening ear
can be a cure for mental disorders.
Why did it turn out like this?
Look.
So, what she saw was true.
We shouldn't have left the class that night, Mel!
Now, we've been cursed! This is our curse!
Hello?
Yes, I'm Emir, sir.
Sir.
We have bad news.
Maya was found dead.
Deep condolences, sir.
How's her father?
He is crying.
He said whenever there's news about Maya,
it's always bad for him.
We should do something. We can't just do nothing.
Maya is… dead!
She committed suicide because she was terrorized by Mr. Bakti, like us.
Mir, you saw it, right?
He's also bothering you, right?
Tell me!
So, it is true we are cursed by Mr. Bakti!
Stop! Please don't yell!
- No, this is not right! - About Maya…
I don't believe she committed suicide.
I don't know if it's related or not,
but Maya's death was the same as Nisa's, Mr. Bakti's daughter.
So, you're saying our lives are on the line?
Hey, Fattah!
- I don't want that! - Fattah!
Fattah, calm down!
I'm sure, only Mrs. Gita can answer all of this.
Mrs. Gita is only our hope.
Let's go to Mr. Bakti's house.
Maybe we can find something there.
Okay, sir, I will coordinate this with the authorities.
So, the corpse can be sent to her home immediately.
Alright.
But Mrs. Gita is only the key.
Let's go to Mr. Syarif and explain everything.
They won't believe us, Fattah!
Sir, come on. Everyone is waiting below.
Let's go.
It's useless. We can't see anything.
Tah, help me!
Huh? How?
One, two, three!
Let's spread out.
So it will go faster.
Okay.
I love you, Dad.
But I hate you, Dad.
I also hate myself, dear.
I'm okay with not being able to walk forever.
For you…
That accident broke my leg
and killed your mother.
But it's better than losing you too.
While in the end, you still chose to go.
Because of me.
Did you find something?
I found a phone here.
But it looks inactive. I should charge it first.
Mel?
Amel, why did you change?
Amel, you look so creepy!
Forgive me, Mr. Bakti.
Forgive me, sir!
Help me!
What happened? Why are you here?
Where are the others?
You guys can't do this!
We are here just to find his family's address.
Is the association doing something?
You want to find the address but took a doll too?
I'm not a thief, you know?
I'm asking you once again. Is the association doing something?
Hey, it's still the holiday season.
I can't do anything.
I have done everything to help you.
But don't you realize?
You're just acting nonsense!
Even if Mr. Bakti was a "killer" lecturer,
all of his students passed except you all.
Nonsense?
Do you think anything makes sense?
All of this…
It's all making sense.
Mrs. Gita…
She got PTSD after her husband died.
And the last few days before that,
she went off her meds.
So, Mr. Bakti's death
triggered her trauma.
Maya.
She was stressed and depressed.
Because of the pressure from her parents.
Mrs. Gita has regained consciousness.
Her son told me everything.
So, please don't link this to Mr. Bakti!
Go away, asshole!
- Hey! - You don't know anything.
- You don't know anything! - Stop!
Enough!
If you won't help us,
at least don't get in our way.
Help you to do what?
Leave now!
Leave!
Sir!
Forgive me, sir!
Allah is the Greatest.
Peace be upon you, and God's mercy and blessings.
Finish your class!
Come back!
The lesson is not done!
No. I won't go back to that classroom.
After that incident in the classroom, things became like this!
We have no other options, Tah!
We should go there if we want to finish this.
Amel is right, Tah.
We have no other options.
I'm… I'm afraid, Mir, Mel!
- I'm afraid! - We will be there.
So what if you'll be there?
Are you going to take responsibility if something happened to me?
- Please calm down! - What if I died?
- Calm down! - What if I died?
- Please calm down!
Fattah!
We should go there together.
For Maya.
If it's all true,
once we go in, we can't leave.
BEHAVIORAL MODIFICATION
Emir!
Amelia!
Fattah!
Stay in the classroom!
Fattah!
Mir, here's a WhatsApp chat from Mr. Bakti's neighbor.
Mrs. Nurjanah.
She is the only family he has left. She is his mother.
Let's go there.
How about Fattah? Let's find him first!
This is the only way, Mel!
It must be now?
Are you sure you want to go now?
We have no choice, Mel.
The faster we finish this, the better.
Alright.
Emir! Amel!
Help me!
Mr. Zainal!
Excuse me.
Excuse me. Is this Mrs. Nurjanah's house?
Forgive me, sir!
Since Nisa died,
he can't stop blaming himself.
He let everyone talk about him,
that Nisa died
because of his stern teaching.
Sorry, you're saying
Nisa didn't die because of that?
Nisa. Eat this biscuit.
- Thank you. - He educated her sternly.
She had to eat in secret.
That night,
her epilepsy flared up.
Nisa!
Bakti chose not to say anything.
He thought he deserved to be punished for Nisa's death.
Since then, he only focused on teaching.
Forgive me, sir!
So, we don't have any solution, Mel?
If Nisa did not die commit suicide,
it means he's still around because he feels guilty?
But I don't understand.
What does this have to do with us?
Mrs. Nur said this.
Since then, he only focused on teaching.
And we can see that he's really dedicated to it.
We are failed students for him.
We are failed students, Mel.
Mel!
Fattah!
- Fattah! - Fattah!
Mir, how to open this?
- Fattah! - Fattah!
- Fattah?
- Fattah! - No, Mr. Bakti!
I'm sorry, sir! No, Mr. Bakti!
Fattah, wake up!
- Fattah! - Fattah!
It's not only in our heads, Mel.
It might not be about his dedication, either.
It's about his ambition!
It changed him into a ghost!
We broke his rules twice, Mel.
We left class twice, Mel!
Forgive me, sir!
Emir!
Stop!
The doll!
Where is the doll?
Sir, I know it is not your fault.
Nisa did not die because of you.
This is not your fault.
Forgive me, sir! Sir!
Forgive me, sir!
Emir, stop!
Emir, no! Emir!
This is not your fault.
It's not your fault we failed.
It's all our fault, sir!
You were a good father.
You were a good teacher to all of us.
Please forgive me, sir!
We disappointed you.
Since the beginning, I never thought you're a bad person.
I never believed that because it's unclear, sir.
But it's clear now.
You only wanted what's best for Nisa.
And for us.
It's for 3 p.m., isn't it?
Yes, we have a class at 3 p.m.
I also prepared the materials for today's class.
This is for you.
No need, sir. It is yours.
- Please excuse me, sir. - Yeah
Dad…
Oh my God!
Mir! Emir!
Emir, please wake up!
Emir!
Mir, please wake up!
Fattah, wake up!
Okay, let's continue what's pending.
Now I know
that to show themselves and penetrate the dimension,
it required a lot energy.
Mr. Bakti has all that energy
from his dedication, ambition, and love.
Unfortunately, excessive dedication
turned him into a "killer" lecturer in his students eyes.
- Morning, sweetie! - Morning, Mom.
The campus should be a safe and comfortable place for students.
Now, my job is to continue the dedication
without compromising empathy.
This philosophical inquiry can influence the theory
of the psychological approach,
creating the way in which psychology understands and studies
human behavior and mental process.
- Miss, can I ask you something? - Yes, please.
So, what is the relation between metaphysics and psychology?
Like what I said before,
metaphysics explores the fundamental nature
of reality and existence
and deals with the human mind and experience.
It is the power of our minds that controls our behavior.
Losing Maya to depression and fear
is my failure as a best friend.
But life must go on to continue our dedication and love.
Like how I learned from Mr. Bakti's dedication.
Until his death,
he wanted to complete his task to the end.
CARING FOR THE STUDENT'S MENTAL HEALTH
ALL UNIVERSITIES IN INDONESIA BAN LECTURERS FROM ACTING "KILLER"
A FACTOR THAT AFFECTS THE HAPPINESS AND WELFARE OF THE STUDENTS
HOW IMPORTANT IS MENTAL HEALTH FOR THE STUDENTS?
EDUCATION OBSERVERS AGREE THAT KILLER LECTURERS SHOULD BE BANNED ON CAMPUS
A CONTROVERSIAL EXPLORATION OF THE CONNECTION
BETWEEN PSYCHOLOGY AND THE PARANORMAL
THE PEOPLE WHO BELIEVE IN THESE THINGS
HAVE THE SAME PSYCHOLOGICAL CONDITION
"IN THE DARKNESS OF THE HUMAN MIND
THERE IS A DEEPER MYSTERY
THAN WHAT COULD BE EXPLAINED BY SCIENCE"
THE STORY OF A SUPERNATURAL LECTURER THAT MAKES GOOSEBUMPS
A STORY ABOUT A SUPERNATURAL LECTURER
IS MAKING ROUNDS BETWEEN THE NETIZENS
THE STORY WAS ALSO POSTED ON SOCIAL MEDIA
THEY SAID, THE SUPERNATURAL LECTURER APPEARED ON CAMPUSES IN VARIOUS REGIONS
SUPERNATURAL LECTURER