Indigos

forgiving

On Sunday at 08:00 am, Angga rose from his bed holding his head with a painful moan coming out of his mouth. It is clear, his injury returned even though he did not do any activities but many thoughts due to delusions and depression that always haunt in the mind of his brain. Angga tried to eliminate all of it, but what he tried was in vain.

Indeed, his face looks like a Stress person mixed with a messy look, but do not ask his good looks. The aura of the handsome face of Angga did not disappear in the slightest.

Now now, Angga's hand was busy opening up his white pill medicinal strip that was inside with great difficulty because in fact up to this moment, the young man who was half lost hope, was, and the spirit of life has not had energy since yesterday he entered the hospital.

Angga gasped in shock when suddenly the doctor's prescription drug blister from Kusuma Hospital Bogor city was taken by someone he did not know. The handsome young man who possessed the sixth sense, immediately pulled his face up. His eyes were wide open.

“Gerald?!”

Gerald with a haughty face full of the aura of coercion, raised his right hand that was holding the package of medicine belonging to his sworn enemy. “Wow, try what I saw ... medicine from out-of-town doctor's prescription? Ahaha! Turns out the youngest child does not know this self-esteem, suffered a head injury? Good!”

Angga gritted his teeth and his hand tried to reach his medicine package before bad things happened in his body because it took too long to silence this injury that was relapsing. “Restore!”

Gerald distanced the distance of the package of powerful headache reliever from the hands of Angga who tried to reach it. “It's not that easy. I want to see you in pain first, then I return this medicine to myself lo.”

Angga's breath rose up and down quickly with a slightly wrathful face. “If counted, you disturbed the tranquility of my life more than ten times, and you today want to disturb me again?! Are you not satisfied disrupting the lives of others, unlucky bearer?!!”

“Good, good! Now you have dared to do me with the last word lo it. Can't you see yourself in a very weak condition?!” respond Gerald evilly opened all the packets of the drug strip in which there are some pills left, then the green-eyed man accidentally dropped all the white pills of his Angga to the floor.

Angga could only stare at the nanar of the white pill medicine that was trampled by Gerald with his shoes on the floor until it was smashed to the ground can no longer be drunk or swallowed. Angga then held his head to the side with a little scream because it felt like being hit by one of the tools that is a hammer.

“Job!” as the Angga swore at Gerald full of the spirit of anger that had been hidden for people who hated him. And this is the first time, Angga issued a harsh word of his pearl.

Gerald slammed the packet of medicine he held onto the floor, then both his hands turned to pull the collar of the patient's dominant light blue shirt belongs to Angga. His two eyes glared at each other, staring at Angga, almost his eyeballs slipped out of their sockets. “Ngaca, who deserves to be called a jerk!!!”

“Why?! Do you not accept?! Don't you think, I keep getting bullied by people fuck like you, savage!!”

Gerald who heard the harsh expressions of the surging Angga, engraved an evil smile. “Hahaha! You deliberately provoked my emotions, huh? Man loser!”

BUAGH !!!

Gerald ended punching Angga's face precisely on his left cheek. Angga felt the pain on his cheek, but the young man again did not fight him. Because it is free to fight from the mouth, the longer the groove of the problem. Gerald then pulled his collar Angga to the side tautly making the body of the man who had not at all had the energy to hold it, it finally fell on the floor so hard that the palm of his left hand was plucked from the infusion needle stuck.

BRUGH !!!

There Angga spontaneously shouted in pain as his body hit the cold floor of the nursery. The groaning from the young man's voice made Gerald half satisfied, not yet completely. The young man who had green iris eyes then added to the pain that the man who had gray iris eyes received by the way his hands strangled each other's neck while squeezing it.

“This consequently has dared to fight me!”

Angga groaned in pain with thrashing to be released. But he has a meticulous idea for Gerald to stop attacking his physique. One of Angga's hands bent until they stuck to each other in the folds of his hand then he elbowed the small closet from the nightstand with all his strength. As a result, the glass on the edge of the nightstand, became a shake and then collapsed to break the head of Gerald.

PYARR !!!

While the clear white water in the glass has now broken to pieces fell on Angga's body, half of it scattered on the floor, flashing the pale face of the Indigo youth. Anger emotions Gerald made excited by Angga, so he can not be separated from his pleasure to attack the weak physical Angga at this time.

BUGH !!!

Gerald pounded the stomach of Angga heartwarming part of the heart makes the man puff both cheeks want to vomit.

BUGH !!!

Just be right. The careful idea that Angga carried out so that Gerald stopped attacking him, was not fruitful at all. The proof of her being the victim where Angga spewed out a deep red liquid from the mouth so much on the floor. Angga's body now turned so limp helpless that his body collapsed lying on the floor.

TWOGH !!!

“AKH!!”

TWOGH !!!

“ARGH!!”

After giving a powerful kick twice and making Angga scream in pain until the neck hardened because spontaneously it pressed his tone because the pain he received was so terrible, so terrible, Gerald looked at the fun of his enemy who was almost at the end of his dying.

The eyes of the adorable Angga, stared weakly at Gerald. His chest was so attacked with great asphyxiation, as if his life wanted to disappear from his body. Until at its peak, slowly the two eyes of Angga closed calmly while the position of his mouth is still open thin. Gerald who knew Angga had lost consciousness, screeched cynically.

“Weak!! You're weak!!” shouted Gerald with a satisfied laugh because his game to hurt the physical Angga completed today.

Gerald then turned back his body leaving Angga weak. Though the man's emergency condition must require medical help because if allowed to stretch his life, but Gerald with his non-apathy does not care about the severe condition of Angga.

Gerald got out of the nursery. When you want to turn to the left to go to the elevator, unfortunately Gerald's eyes hit the presence of Reyhan who stepped while carrying a clear plastic filled with chicken porridge as breakfast for Angga.

Gerald quickly covered his entire head using his dark green hood jacket with a huffed heart, then dashed lightning towards the right turning road. Reyhan narrowed his eyes suspiciously at the strange gurgle of the unknown young man. Reyhan who has a bad instinct, intends to pursue the man whose steps are getting away.

“Woii! What were you doing in front of my best friend's treatment room?! Make macem-macem yes, lo?!!” reyhan shouted not to initiate other patients who rest in their respective nurseries.

Reyhan's big step on his long legs came to a spontaneous halt when his head accidentally turned towards the 111th nursery where the outpatient was wide open. But Reyhan also briefly saw the young man lying on the floor below the patient bed. Reyhan chose no longer to chase the strange man, his feet headed toward the nursery for him to enter.

DEG !

Reyhan's eyes glared with shock at the body of his best friend lying weakly helpless, while Angga there was drenched in a lot of blood. “ANGGAAAA!!”

Reyhan threw a plastic porridge filled with chicken porridge two boxes onto the sofa just like that, then nimbly ran around the weakly lying Angga with his eyes closed quietly. Reyhan placed his knees on the floor while his hands cupped each other to the pale face of his best friend. Reyhan's jaw hardened, he did not know what had happened to his quiet friend until his condition was alarming like this let alone there was a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his right lip. While broken pieces of glass were scattered on the floor, as well as the crushed white pill medicines littered the floor.

Reyhan tucked his right hand behind Angga's back after which he lifted it up for him to support. While his left hand patted his best friend's cheek trying to restore his consciousness. “Ngga, wake up, Ngga ..”

Reyhan brought the index finger of his right hand close to the nostril of Angga. Slow. “Who has made my friend half dying like this? Angga .. Please breathe, I'll call the doctor!”

Reyhan laid Angga's body back on the floor, then rushed to stand up and pressed the emergency red button to call the doctor who was none other than Doctor Atmaja with several nurses. After pressing the emergency bell to get medical help for his best friend, Reyhan squatted back still insisting on resuscitating Angga by shaking his body, while looking at the breath in the chest shorter than before.

Reyhan stared at Angga's face of detail, marginalizing the man his best friend immediately regained consciousness. No longer waiting, came the doctor Atmaja and several nurses who ran. Reyhan removed his hands from the limp shoulders of Angga and took the initiative to get away from his friend who was lying weakly on the floor with blood soaked.

The nurses who looked young, immediately quickly lifted the body of Angga from the floor and they placed it slowly on the bed of the patient. Reyhan who was still standing and silent while his gaze did not turn away from the bad condition of his best friend, he was approached by the doctor.

“Nak, please come out for a while, huh? Let the Doctor check on Anggara.” Without answering her with a word, Reyhan simply responded with a head gesture.

Reyhan immediately came out of the treatment room even though he had turned to see Angga who was handled again by Atmaja doctor. The humorous man after that, closed the door of the no 111 out of the room.

Outside, Reyhan crouched down with his panicked face along with a heart of riled up wrath. His back he rested behind a cold white wall. Until now Reyhan thought hard, who has dared to harm his best friend. He believes it is not because of Angga's own pain that makes it like that, 100 percent there should be someone who has injured Angga up to 50 percent experiencing dying.

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Doctor Atmaja with his profession as a doctor, handles the patient quickly. Starting from opening the upper eyelids of the right and left eyes to shine a medical flashlight in the pupils of his eyes one by one, to check the condition of the rhythm of the heartbeat of Angga in his chest using a stethoscope.

“Pair oxygen for patients, soon!”

One of the male nurses on the right Angga nodded obediently then his hand began to take the oxygen therapy device from its place then immediately attach the breathing apparatus to the handsome young man's face which was to covering his nose and mouth. After pairing the rope from the oxygen mask to the back of the head of the Angga, the nurse focused on turning the flow adjuster or oxygen flow regulator and measuring the air pressure in the device for the patient.

That is so that Angga get back the oxygen supply in his body little by little. On the other hand, blood mouth Angga as well as the red liquid on the floor and others such as broken glass and some drugs nang melted it has been cleaned by the nurse. After everything was handled smoothly, Atmaja's doctor stepped out of the treatment room.

While outside, Reyhan stood up quickly after hearing the sound of the outpatient door being opened by the male doctor. The humorous young man's gaze was so serious with a worried face.

“Dok, is my best friend okay?! How is he doing now?! Quickly tell me, Doctor!”

Reyhan could not turn his heart into relief and calm as he looked at the somewhat sad face of Doctor Atmaja. “The breathing of Anggara is disturbed, it makes Anggara lose oxygen supply from the body. However, this can all be overcome or improved with an oxygen therapy for patients.”

“My friend's breathing is interrupted, Doc?! Then how can Anggara regain consciousness?!” reyhan's shock and panic that heard the answer was conveyed in detail by Atmaja's doctor.

“Sorry, if to be aware of it ... The doctor can't tell when your best friend will be aware. But you better not worry. Anggara will certainly re-grown as long as the oxygen therapy device is still installed to help restore oxygen levels Anggara down.”

Reyhan closed his eyes for a moment by exhaling his short breath while nodding his head trying to calm down and not taking any negative thoughts towards the condition of his best friend who was quite apprehensive and worrisome for the brown-haired man.

“Then, the doctor said goodbye first, yes. If later there is a problem that occurs with Anggara, immediately call us.”

“B-good, Doc.”

Doctor Atmaja published a faint smile and walked away from Reyhan, while some of the male nurses wearing clean white uniforms also went and followed the man's doctor from behind his back.

Reyhan then runs his legs into the room Angga and then after that slowly, he closes the door of the room. The heart of the friendly young man who was now in the treatment room, bitter to see the state of Angga lying weak helplessly on the patient's bed with an oxygen mask attached to his face.

Reyhan stopped walking after being near his friend, without pulling a chair to sit there. His eyes looked down at the pale face of Angga whose two eyes were closed to each other quietly. Reyhan's usual right-hand palm, now turned firmly clenched while his jaw hardened. He really did not accept Angga being harmed to this extent, and he claimed to be very stupid to leave his best friend for so long just to buy breakfast on the side of the hospital road.

Reyhan decided to just sit on the chair because his legs had been so sore. The young man who had sat down, looked at the pale-faced Angga back and Reyhan's hands raised each other's limp hands and then clasped Angga's palms.

“Until I meet someone who has dared to harm yourself, I will finish him off! Relax, Ngga.”

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Today with an unwilling heart, Reyhan releases his best friend Angga from nearby. Now Angga is dragged by two men in white uniforms to take him to a different room from the hospital room. Reyhan stared pushyly and wanted to let out his tears when he saw his best friend thrashing by throwing dirty words at Reyhan with his laugh which was even though Angga was being smeared with panic, sadness, and anger.

“Letach me!! Take me off, hahahaha!!” With tears streaming down her cheeks, Angga laughed loudly and glared at Reyhan who was now between the distance he and his best friend had moved away.

“Cowok bastards! Dogs! Dumbass! Goddamn bum! Depraved! Destroy you from this world, perish! Wahahaha!!”

“Huhuhu! Help me, Rey! I'm not mentally ill and I don't want to get in here! But lie, hahahaha!!”

“ANJING LU BASTARD!!!” yelled Angga with great anger who when he finished laughing happily.

The man in white uniform who served in the RSJ or its extension is the Mental Hospital, continue to drag Angga's body with all his might because the strength of the young man whose soul had been sick was so strong compared to the two of them. Here Reyhan's heart is so broken to see the condition of his best friend who is no longer like his best friend who he knew from long ago. Seeing Angga cry, laugh, and anger that changed briefly. Not only Reyhan was in the mental hospital, but there were also his parents nearby. The couple also felt the same heartbreak as his only child, looking at Angga from a distance and laughing happily by being dragged along by the mental hospital nurse.

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“DON't!!”

Reyhan woke up from his sleep. His breath was dull with mixed sweat that poured from his forehead to his cheekbones. The eyes of the Friendly young man opened perfectly wide, then the next second he rubbed his face rough because of a heartbreaking event that was able to heal was just a dream.

“Ighfar! Istighfar, Rey! Very sweet you until vague dream like just now!” reyhan's monologue removed his palms from his face.

The man threw his breath out loud then looked at the weakly lying Angga still unconscious. Reyhan raised his best friend's hand and clasped the friend's limp. “No, my friend is not mentally ill, is not it. Angga's soul is only disturbed because of his dark past Depression that left him traumatized heavily.”

“It is impossible if one day it will happen. I'm sure Angga is only experiencing mental disorders and will not get to mental illness. My best friend may not be as bad as in my dream. Impossible, impossible.”

While there were traces of tears on both cheeks Reyhan who was in dialogue with himself. After a minute passed, Reyhan's head looked up at the orange-colored twilight sky concluded it had been late in the afternoon. That means that for hours Angga's eyes closed quietly and not yet open at all let alone the handsome young man is still attached to an oxygen mask that a tool to help increase oxygen levels in his body is very low.

All of it was the cruel act of Gerald that made Angga back so weak like this, even he had been able to make his enemy experience respiratory problems until his oxygen levels that had been normal again decreased.

Indigo To Be Continued ›››