Indigos

Bad lady

Reyhan opened the door of the UKS room after returning from class XI IPA 2 and down the hallways of the class that had been empty. Humorous young man whose position is carrying his best friend's black backpack, his other hand pushed the door to close the door back UKS.

Reyhan stepped in parani Angga who also had not yet awakened from his unconsciousness. Reyhan placed Angga's backpack with the condition he stood up then the man exhaled slowly, even after Reyhan bent his head to look at the wall clock displayed on the wall. Soon it's 16:00 and his best friend is still like this.

Reyhan removed his hand from the top end of Angga's black bag then it stretched out to touch his friend's limp left shoulder with a stark look. “Ngga, let's wake up. What do you want to go home, anyway? I have been waiting for hours for elo siuman, but you still have not woken up.”

“Alamak (Jeez), even peeing, me!” Reyhan threw Angga's black bag onto the other bed with a reflex and ran to the toilet in the room.

2 minutes inside a small toilet, outside precisely on a UKS mattress bed, the handsome Indigo youth finally opened his eyes with a weak movement. It seemed like the oxygen in the body was down, now it was back up again making his consciousness come back. However, the sound of humming in both ears Angga is still heard. His sight was still blurry until he did not know where he was.

What Angga felt, he was lying in a comfortable place for his body. Until faintly Angga heard the sound of one of the doors being opened and the footsteps of someone who approached him. It was Reyhan, the humorous young man rubbing his two eyes so that what he saw now, was wrong.

But apparently it is not wrong, his best friend has awakened back to make Reyhan so breathe a sigh of relief and happy to see Angga was conscious despite the position of the eyes and head facing forward. The man sat in the chair and looked at the pale face of his best friend.

“Aalhamdulillah's. I am so glad that I realized, Ngga. The intention was I wanted nyamperin pak kepsek for help because you had not been sober. How's it? Do you feel a little sad or not? Still dizzy? A headache? Nausea? Muscle pain? Or something else??”

Angga simply rolled his weak eyeballs to stare at the one person who was interrogating him, without responding to the question of the young man who was none other than Reyhan his Junior High School friend who used to attend Erlangga Junior High School in Jakarta.

Reyhan grimaced with a grimace at the look of the flat and cold face of Angga. ‘Gue asked the same lo, why do you just call me with my mouth shut?’

Reyhan, who did not want to be in the middle of a situation of silence, began to change other topics. “So said bang Johan same sir Harden, lo Fever. Hehehe, probably most thought times, ye?”

Angga remains mute.

Really, Reyhan does not like the state of Angga like this. But he must face his best friend who is in such a state, or maybe try to provide just entertainment. Reyhan stood up from the chair and spread out his hands to help Angga rise up slowly.

But seconds later when Reyhan was about to sit back, Angga touched his forehead with one hand with his closed eyes. “Eh why, Ngga?? Head lo dizzy? Or a headache? If I have a headache I take the medicine first in the elo bag!”

“Gue just dizzy ..”

‘Eh, by the way he finally,’ Reyhan's inner being happy though invisible from the twinkling of his lips.

Reyhan turned his body around to face Angga who had wanted to take his best friend's black bag behind him. “Oh just dizzy, you've got better, you drink water, nih.”

Reyhan reached for the glass filled with water and then the young man thrust at Angga who was still touching his forehead. “Let's drink water first, let's get better.”

Angga received it with his limp hands, making Reyhan bitter if the glass fell and the water spilled. “Can't you hold the glass?? Or would I help you drink it??”

“No need ..”

Reyhan remained silent and looked at Angga who started to gulp the water slowly. After that, Angga handed over the glass with half the water. After putting it back on the nightstand, Reyhan sat down casually with Angga who was closing his eyes so that the dizziness subsided.

Reyhan looked at the wall clock and turned to his best friend. “Another ten minutes we go home, yes?”

Angga just gave a nod of his head, making Reyhan a little confused on the attitude of his Introverted best friend. ‘This guy is sometimes stubborn, sometimes submissive. What kind of brain path is this child, dah?’

Angga who certainly clearly heard Reyhan's inner heart was not strong or reluctant to answer his friend who asked in his heart. At this time Angga still felt unwell even his body which he felt was very weak. Reyhan was so sad that he sizzled enough to look at the pale face of Angga who affected his Fever. Especially if Reyhan is able to forecast, Angga's body will not be balanced when standing. It needs to be broken down to synchronize its optimal body balance.

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Now after 10 minutes in the UKS room, the legs of the two young men are walking in unison. Even though one of the men looks unable to walk for too long let alone his stomach is so cramped even his head still feels dizzy.

“Pelan-pelan aja, no need to rush.” Reyhan who was embracing Angga to reach his best friend, trying to equalize the steps of Angga who seemed very slow.

Until suddenly they both met Asep mang who served as a school gate guard as well as take care of the situation of each room in this building when the school lesson hour was over. Mang Asep who was carrying several keys in the hangers, approached the two students.

“Eh cute guys, why not go home yet? Uh! That's Angga why his face shoots like a corpse?!”

Reyhan straightened his body by keeping his hands holding Angga at his nape. “Sick, Mang. He was in the UKS room for hours. Mamang himself want to do? Oh, want to be on duty every door in this school hallway, huh?”

“Tuh, tau. Uh but you're all right, ngga? That looks like lemes, huh. Do you know why you left for school, just now? After all so aggravate your condition aja,” reprimand mang Asep.

“Biascene, Mang. From being born stubborn. Yesterday was told not to leave to leave, so gini deh endingnya. Yaudah yes, Mang? I'm the same Angga want to go back home.”

“Iya. Be careful on the road, yeah. Bring the motor do not use the speeding event, will be hit by an accident.”

“He, Mamang. Ready it, mah!”

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Galaxy Admara - Parking

Angga who was sitting limp on the sidewalk staring at his best friend who was rewinding his Vario silver motorbike after wearing his helmet. The Indigo youth sighed because he felt that he was already very troublesome to his best friend. Today Angga does not use his motorbike because yesterday he forgot to refuel his vehicle at the SPBU or commonly called the gas station.

“Why don't you let me take the bus?” tanya Angga suddenly made Reyhan lower his standard motor tool then turned his body and approached his best friend.

“With the condition of lo who is still weak gini, and you force yourself to make a road a few kilometers to go to the stop, are you strong? No, right? I was sent to anterin elo home. Come here stand.”

Reyhan reached out his hand to Angga to raise his best friend to his feet. “Sssshh, you hot hands, anjir! After this do not do heavy activities, ye?”

Angga just cleared his throat to obey Reyhan's words. After raising Angga to his feet, Reyhan sincerely embraces the hand of the Indigo youth to the nape of his neck and then begins to carefully re-wipe him towards his Honda Vario matic motorcycle.

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The noise of a Honda motorbike that disturbed the ear of a girl in the room, made her stop typing her hand on the keyboard of her laptop who was writing a script of the narrative of her novel. Yeah, it's Freya. The beautiful girl who was not present at school, because of the reason she did not want to meet her three best friends who made her heart disappointed over their behavior to her lover.

Freya's head was in a hurry to find out who was harassing her who was doing her hobby. Invisible, the girl clucked violently and moved out of her chair and peeked a little on the balcony of her room.

“Oh, it turns out Reyhan's motor. And that, Angga why is it so together? Uh, why would I care? He doesn't care about me, his own kindergarten. Huh!”

Freya with a slack, began to turn her body back to ignore the state of Angga who was not okay. The girl sits back on her desk chair and then hands her fingers back to typing to pour her imagination into the script to become an interesting storyline.

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The House of Angga

After delivering Angga into his room, Reyhan and his best friend are now on the edge of the mattress. The humorous youth slightly glanced at Angga whose gaze lowered down with his silenced mouth. Reyhan's brain is twisted to the time yesterday where his girlfriend Gerald Freya said that Angga is a killer. Is correct?

Actually, Reyhan wants to hear all the background Angga original without any more secrets harbored by Angga. However, Reyhan felt so hesitant if he told his best friend to tell him about Angga's dark past. But his inner heart kept on pushing Reyhan to ask Angga to tell him about his past.

Reyhan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He accepts the risk if he is thrown something to his best friend. “Angga?”

Angga raised his head and turned towards Reyhan who called out to him. “Ya?”

Reyhan closed his eyes for a moment to relax his mind and reopen it. “Do you want to unlock the true secrets of your past? I want to hear everything, from all the words of Gerald, I actually do not believe that you first .. a killer.”

Reyhan nodded enthusiastically. “Iya! I want to hear everything that happened in elo's past! Can?”

Angga closed his eyes by pursing his lips while nodding his head. “Maybe, this is the right time for me to tell it to elo ..”

It was unexpected by Reyhan, apparently so far the allegations of friendly men are wrong. Angga who has long kept his secret will now dismantle it. Although Angga seems to be preparing to tell a story about his bitter past where the events of himself are said to be an assassin for allegedly killing Zhendy.

Flashback On To The Past

Angga, who is 12 years old, was sitting on the dirty floor behind his school. He lamented the fate of his suffering being tortured in the Student Consecration Elementary School which he dubbed the Hell Fire school. His face looks pale plus his white uniform is shabby because after being given a brutal thump from someone who is in one class with him.

Until the man who was white and had a posture of 155 centimeters tall heard the sound of footsteps of one man's shoes pointing towards him from behind the side he was pensive on the back of the paint wall which has faded with the fragile.

BUGH !!!

“AKH!!”

Angga was pushed to the side until his body lay down while one hand held his waist which had been kicked by someone next to him. With a hissing of pain, Angga raised his head towards the person.

“Zhendy?!” Angga was then surprised to see Zhendy holding a sharp weapon was a knife in his hand, making the man rewind his butt after waking up sitting. “Zhen, why are you carrying a knife?! What do you want to do with me again?!”

Zhendy laughed the devil. “Hahahaha! You reckon? You should just die, rather than further aggravate the good name of this school, you mentally ill human!!!”

Angga further back his butt with a face of fear on the knife if it hit one of his limbs that made his life float. “Please don't kill me! I have nothing wrong with you all!”

“I told you that if you and others don't like my presence here, stay away! No need to kill me, right?!” said Angga with a snapping tone.

“Shunning isn't enough for us, and I want you dead this afternoon too! I also wonder why the headmaster can accept students as insane as you! Your presence at SD Bakti Siswa makes Gerald image plummet, even his best achievement at this school is lost because of you!!”

“Isn't that the fault of your own best friend who likes to look for people?! He deserves that kind of karma. Then with Gerald turning like that, you're just as willing to blame someone as I am!”

Zhendy smiled obliquely. “Now you have the courage, huh? You see this sharp knife, if I stab this knife into the area of the vital tool in your body, you will quickly move to another realm.”

Zhendy again stepped closer to Angga who was still sitting on the floor, while Zhendy would launch his psychopathic action like in the movies to kill one of the members of class VI

Angga shook his head strongly by begging him not to do the criminal thing to him. But there Angga put the senses on his Indigo which he now feels there is a negative aura behind him.

Angga with a trembling body looked back. His eyes widened in shock when he saw there was a creepy-faced man with a height reaching the tree like almost like the ghost of Slenderman. Not only could Angga see the invisible magical creature, but also with Zhendy who was now pounding his heart beat staring at the monstrous figure behind his body Angga.

“I will help you,” said the ghost of the man in the black suit to Angga with a lewd voice that makes the body bristling.

The figure without stepping floated through Angga's body forward then approached Zhendy with a face of great fury. The man who was about to end the soul of the Indigo child, ran away in fear to avoid the ghost.

“You can't run from me!”

The spirit extended its hand to reach the back collar of Zhendy's uniform and after being captured, the ghost pulled tight and threw Zhendy's body into the wall of the fragile unsightly.

DUACH !!!

His best friend Gerald fell on the floor very hard while his knife slipped out of his right hand. Angga woke up and intended to stop the spirit who had stirred emotions at Zhendy.

CRATT !

Angga's late, man, the knife that the ghost raised into the air and lowered rapidly towards Zhendy became pierced in the central forehead of the man until the blood in it spurted out about the handsome face of the Angga as well as the white uniform frumpy. The Indigo child's eyeballs stuck out perfectly in surprise instead of playing to see the now dying Zhendy.

Angga with his murkan face looked at the spirit of the man at a distance next to him. The ghost did not attack the human male of the sixth sense, but lowered his head and the figure retreated floating and slowly disappeared.

Angga ran over to Zhendy with a crouch. “Zhendy!!”

There was no answer from Zhendy even the movement of his body was no longer there. Together with trembling hands, Angga began to check the breathing of Zhendy's nose. Angga gulped his saliva when the man who wanted to do the dangerous action against Angga was lifeless. Behind the school, Angga is very confused as to what to do to ask for help.

Before Angga left Zhendy to ask for help for the body of his friend Zhendy to be carried to the hospital, the 12-year-old man with his courage, said, holding the handle of the black blade to forcefully pull the sharp weapon from Zhendy's forehead.

STAMPS !

At the same time Angga pulled out the knife that had been covered in blood, Gerald, Rain, and Teivel came along with several school janitors. Gerald who carries his sling bag sees Angga holding a knife especially seeing his friend who is weakly sprawled on the dirty floor.

“ZHEEEEEENN!!!” gerald shouted loudly as he ran to Zhendy whose middle forehead was full of blood to wet his face, while his forehead was hollow due to the stab of the knife that was being held by Angga.

Upon learning that his best friend had left him for all eternity, Gerald sobbed Zhendy tightly and turned to look at Angga with piercing eyes. “Child of the Devil!!! This is what you did to keep your life peaceful?! YES?!!”

“Rald!! It wasn't me who killed Zhendy! You misunderstood!!”

“Mistake it??!! Clearly before our eyes, you killed Zhendy the same knife!! Want to dodge what else?!” teivel hatch.

“But I didn't do it!!! There is another figure who has killed Zhendy, not me!!”

“Pak, mending Angga reported to the principal only! For the principal to tell the school about the criminal Angga who killed Zhendy!” tell Rain to one of the janitors.

“It turns out besides being insane in this school, you are secretly also a murderer!! I'll come report your action to him!!”

“Pak Danu, please believe me! I did not commit that criminal act against Zhendy, but the ghost killed him! I swear!!”

“Who are you, anyway? Shaman, huh? Where are there ghosts? Ghosts are myths, Angga!! Nothing in the world of facts!!”

Gerald laid down Zhendy's body and pushed Angga's body strong until Angga's head hit the rock on the ground. While the two janitors who contributed insulting to the Indigo man ran to come to the headmaster and told him that there was one of the students who had dared to commit criminal acts behind the school until who killed him to death. Though they all just misunderstand the great Angga but want how else? There was only Angga there with Zhendy. It was Angga who became charged.

Flashback Off The Past

Together with the tears that came out of the eyelid pellet, Angga continued the story to Reyhan with a trembling mouth, “After Zhendy was properly buried, he said, starting from there I am often said to be a killer by all students.” Bakti school residents

“Honestly, I actually can't stand going to school there because of those accusations. But I have to stay until the end of graduation.”

“It's up to you to believe it or not, like them. I've told elo honestly without lies.”

Reyhan who came out with tears shook his head several times, actually when Angga told about his past, Reyhan read the thoughts of his best friend. And what he read, Angga told it with honesty and what it is.

“Neg, Angga. Notwithstanding. I still believe in you, you tell it not ngarang but honest. My best friend is not a murderer, you are a good man who is always given indecent negotiations from all of them. I really believe in elo, Anggara.”

Angga let out a soft sobbing sound with his head down with his eyes he closed even though his tears that rarely come out, more flowing wet his cheeks. Reyhan who could not bear to see the sadness and pain of his best friend that Angga felt and experienced, began to hug the friend to give peace in his room. Reyhan occasionally rubbed the limp backs of Angga.

Although it was not Reyhan who experienced the story of the incident, but Reyhan could feel how great the suffering of Angga in his childhood. Reyhan unceasingly rubbed his best friend's back to give nirvana a soul, though his clear tears were still flowing.

Indigo To Be Continued ›››