Alia Girl Indigo

Alia Girl Indigo
Chapter 35 is back at school



The day passed so quickly. The incident has passed Alia. Alia has now moved up to second grade Junior High. New friends new mood. And even better. Alia is in class with Nadia.


Nadia was so happy after finding out, that Alia was one class with her. Nadia is really excited finally one class with her best friend. Nadia and Alia will not be separated. The two love each other so much.


And Nadia, too, is Alia's only friend who knows all about Alia. Until there is no secret between them. All Alia told Nadia. So did Nadia on Alia. Both are always open in many ways.


The days of Alia and Nadia school are not a new semester. But Chesswulan a year until 3 times UAS. Every four months they are a general replay. Unlike today, a year is divided into two semesters.


Everything went as usual. Even the ghost that Alia saw was harmless. Everything is still safe. Until new students come to school. Entering Alia's class.


His name is Zidan. Mohammad Zidan. He's a handsome boy. But there was something strange about him. I don't know that aoa.


Zidan's aura was so black. Keep looking his eye circles black. His face was handsome but pale. Zidan is so white. So it was very noticeable that Zidan was sick.


"Alia, you see not the new student" whispered Nadia slowly.


Alia nodded.


"Kok, I'm a little scared yah" whispered Nadia again.


Alia saw Zidan. Well, the boy, it does look a bit strange. Maybe because of his pale face.


Suddenly, Zidan was in front of the table Alia and Nadia.


"You saw it too, right?" Ask Zidan seriously.


But before finishing his speech, Zidan hunted called Bu Guru to immediately sit on his stool which was a bit far from Alia and Nadia.


Alia kept thinking from the words Zidan Tadi said. Alia thinks maybe Zidan is the same as Alia. But Zidan looks so stressed and frustrated. Unlike the relaxed Alia.


Alia jafi oenasaran, actually what happened to Zidan. Alia's trying to find out, about Zidan.


Alia saw a streak of accidents. All dead only Zidan survived. But Zidan's eyes, they're broken. Zidan could no longer see, but someone donated his eyes.


The eyes are the eyes of an indigo child like Alia. After realizing, Zidan often saw things that he should not have seen. Zidan was afraid to sleep.


Zidan told his parents. But her parents don't believe it. No one believes it. Hence, Zidab stress himself. Zidan faced it all himself. The fear, the brilliance is so incredible.


Alia's waking up now, now Alia knows. Why Zidan looks so weird. Alia looked towards Zidan, Zidan was looking at Alia.


"Alia you saw something from Zidan" whispered Nadia curiously.


Alia nodded.


"Tell me later" whispered Nadia again.


Alia nodded again. Alia thought of Zidan, pity the boy. Alia must convince Zidan that Zidan can accept the fact that Zidan is not an ordinary child. But it seems to be difficult.


Until the break, no one came close to Zidan. Everyone was afraid of Zidan. Zidan just sat by himself.


Alia approached Zidan.


"You're squirming I'm weird too!" exclaim Zidan cynical.


"No" replied Alia.


"You're rich, aren't you?"


"Yuup"


"Kok you, can relax gini. Don't look at it, they're threatening."


"Who said?".


'continue, why do they keep following me. Until I can't sleep at all. I don't want to be rich. I'm a normal oengen, another rich. I'd rather be blind, not have to see them" Zidan said, almost crying. Can't stand it because, they the ghosts keep showing themselves.


Alua breathed a long breath.


"I used to be just as rich as you, afraid and unaccepting, but over time I accepted".


"I can't do that, I don't want to be able to see them".


"Not that easy".


"You can do it".


"His son, you say it's easy. You don't understand, what if it were me. Tortured fear like this".


"The one who makes it hard is not them. But you're on your own".


"Udah, I don't want to talk to you anymore". Zidan immediately left, leaving Alia alone.


Alia fell silent. Zidan found it difficult to accept this fact. But if it's left, pity Zidan.


Nadia approached Alia, who was daydreaming by herself.


"Where, about Zidan?" Nadia asked curiously.


"Well, he's just as rich as me. But she, only got to see a ghost after the accident. I am not rich, from birth. Zidan still cannot accept this reality" said Alia.


"What can't be said?"


"The rich, can't".


"Can't that be?".


"That eye, already fit denfmgan Zidan the only way well, Zidan must accept the reality".


"Difficult too".


"I'm sorry, same Zidan"


"If Zidan doesn't want to, you want to force it? Alia don't make new problems".


"I asked Cris and Bela for help".


"That's Alia until you try to help Zidan".


"Yes Nad, if not immediately helped I'm afraid Zidan will be determined".


"Wire dong".


"Then from that"


"Had to support me, I don't know what to help either"


"Thank you, yeah"


"The spirit of Alia"


"okay"


"Alia came, Cris and Bela. Alia told Cris and Bela everything. Alia really wants to help Zidan. Poor that theme. Cris and Bela help Zidan.


When he came home from school, Zidan went to Bela.


"Who are you?" Zidan asked because Bela kept stopping Zidan from going home.


"I'm Alia's friend" Bela said.


Zidan shook his head. The girl, even able to be friends, with a ghost. Here Zidan, struggling to find a way to close the inner eye. Zidan didn't want to see the ghost. Zidan wants to live a normal life like he used to. Zidan was tired, and cape had to keep looking at them.


Those who don't want to see Zidan. Zidan completely rejected this ability. If there is a way to discard or close this inner eye. Zidan wants to close it immediately.


Zidan really doesn't want to deal with them. Or meddle with them or become friends. Zidan won't, Zidan refuses. That's enough, the fear has been tested several times today. Because of these eyes, Zidan couldn't sleep well. Wherever Zidan goes. All disturb Zidan.Zidan already scared to the sweet potato. Too scared to explain. Zidan is always emotional. Zidan was always angry at everyone. Because Zidan doesn't want to be an indigo kid.


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