BLUE METAVERSE

BIRU

Blue, a name that is pinned to everything in his life makes many people turn blue. How not, Blue was born.as an orphan baby whose skin is bluish. Medical people call it Cyanosis (cyanosis) or blue baby syndrome. Previously the family suspected that the heredity that causes the skin of babies born blue is due to congenital heart defects such as heart abnormalities suffered by the only sister. Apparently not. After going through an intensive examination of the heart Blue is declared normal and healthy. Blue grew up healthy and normal as the other children, unlike her older sister who was easily tired.

Blue loves physical activity from childhood. Little blue can run around as they please without fear of experiencing shortness of breath or fainting due to fatigue.  In the pesantren Blue follows all the sports introduced: athletics, pencak silat, volleyball, archery, horse riding and swimming. But Blue is most interested in the sport of archery. Whatever archery target people give, almost never misses. Blue is incorporated in a reliable archery team. His pesantren got the general output on the branch by the West Java level archery raga thanks to his role as well. Blue gets a gold medal for individual and team archery classes. Only one thing he can't do with an arrow is shoot the heart of his loved one. That one target is far roasted than fire.

Haha. You're crazy Blue. How could you possibly have an obsession archery your own brother-in-law's heart? How shiny.

The taste just grew and made him miserable. Blue feels happy and comfortable when you are around him. Everything about Asep's kang is special to him. No one can make him feel comfortable

besides her sister-in-law. Secretly Blue always fosters homesickness from Monday to Saturday because she has to live in a boarding school princess who is actually located only a few hundred meters from her brother's house, the shelter that gave him shade since Blue was a baby. If his longing is unbearable, early in the morning he waits on the veranda of the mosque to see his brother-in-law walking to follow the congregational morning prayers at the mosque located in the pesantren area. Just look at it. Without greeting or looking at. It was done secretly without anyone knowing. Just looking at it has become a cure for his passionate longing. Blue realized, he could not hope for more. It is sinful and shameful.

Sometimes there are things that disturb his mind. Blue feels like a demon-hearted person. If only anyone knew how the feeling grew in his heart, they would have blasphemed or considered Blue a shameless actor. Evidently. Blue knows this love is wrong. Instead of thinking about how to return the goodwill of the stepbrother who took care of him since the baby red, after growing up why Blue was busy thinking about how

take her husband's heart. Lily - her sister - is a strong angelic hearted woman. He had kindly raised this orphaned Blue with unconditional love. Her mother left her somewhere. To this day, she never looked for the child she had born.

The feeling of love is torture. Blue knows what he feels wrong but doesn't know how to get that feeling out of his heart. He was tormented by his own feelings. Do you know how to kill that feeling? Blue hates this situation. So hateful. He loved Lily very much and did not want to hurt the wingless angel. Should he commit suicide to escape this strange dilemma? Blue doesn't dare talk about his feelings for anyone. He's afraid. It was very afraid that everyone would be disappointed if they knew that his heart was so dirty. Instead of subsiding, the more days somehow the sense grew bigger in his heart.

Blue wants to be angry but doesn't know who. Should be angry at your own heart. Or angry at the bad luck of being born without a father and abandoned by his biological mother. If other children can make their father their first love, why Blue should not love the brother-in-law who has been replacing the role of father for him as his first love. Yep. Blue knows the answer. Blue dropped the wrong love address. Because his first love wasn't his mahrom. She is the husband of a half-sister who has been caring for and raising Blue all along. He could've married Blue if there wasn't an older sister. Then, should she hope that her sickly sister dies in order to have her husband. Honestly, sometimes the hope was in his heart. That was why Blue felt that there was a demon lodged in his heart.

Said the mother of the teacher who gave me counseling guidance, the color blue is a symbol of trust, loyalty, responsibility, and security. Blue is often used as a color of walls, curtains, paintings or hospital furniture because it is believed to relax the brain so that the patient's mind is calmer. Therefore, if Blue feels a bit stressed or the mind is chaotic, Ms. Fia suggests to look for objects that are blue. After getting a blue object, look at the object for approximately 20 minutes. It will feel calmer. Sometimes there is a point to what the counselling teacher says. When sad, Blue sat under the tree while taking a deep breath and raised his head to look at the blue sky. His heart became calmer because he felt God greeting through the blue sky. But Blue actually felt sad and languished when staring at the blue-covered diary. Both are blue, but have different effects.

May I ask, can't I look at myself to calm down? Am I not Blue, a color that has an art meaning that can heal.

Currently Blue is in the garden near a natural water source located in a valley filled with various roses. Today Blue wants to linger in that place but Faiza - her wistful niece - has been following her ever since. The little brown-eyed girl with small petals had a new habit of taking pictures and dancing with the accompaniment of disco music pieces that were hits. Blue part of the documentation task, asked to hold the camera anywhere according to the order of the princess named Faiza.

“Here, Bi. Aunty is a cameraman here. Me and Alisa ngedance. Do not forget the music that I have chosen earlier sounded loud ya.”

Blue nods. He stood at the spot Faiza was pointing at while fiddling with the little camera that belonged to his nephew. The shape is tiny but it turns out the image quality is good, equivalent to an expensive camera that costs tens of millions. Sultan's son is free, can buy whatever is best. He also likes to rule people.

“You have memorized the movement, right, Lis?”

“Siap-ready yes.”

Blue tuned the disco music Faiza had chosen from her dress. His two nieces were moving like a tickling contemporary dancer. Faiza who is good at dancing has a more flexible and flexible movement than Alisa. But overall the appearance of both is like a professional dancer who deliberately dances in the rose garden. So unique and interesting.

“Sip. Nice.”

“Try see.” Faiza robs her camera because she can't wait to see the results of the video.

“Lumayan.” muttered the little girl who had eyeballs that looked like a thin straight line when smiling.

“Kok is good, Za.” Blue protest does not accept.

“Anglenya less good, Bi. Still looks less professional.” Faiza replied with a haughtiness to raise her chin. Sok knows.

Blue pursed his lips. He thought the video was already good, but his nephew only judged it well. Sebal the heck actually his hard work is only appreciated with a pretty word, but as an aunt forced to succumb to the same nephew.

“You repeated again?” bargained for.

“Neventless. Already entered the minimum standard kok.” kelit the little girl.

Blue turned her face so she could strangle him without seeing his nephew. Hid. Say it's good. That's just a bother anyway.

“Now make another music video by changing songs, changing styles, and changing backgrounds. Let's go there.” Faiza pointed towards the coffee garden and ran towards the place with Alisa.

Blue lazily followed her two nieces like a resigned shepherd.