Indigos
where's my son
The scorching rays of the sun with a gentle breeze hit his handsome face Angga who was still very pale. The young man also kept his eyes closed and had not opened them at all. But a few minutes later, because the oxygen that had dropped drastically again increased, it made Angga who experienced fainting, turning conscious.
Weakly, the eyes gradually opened and displayed the pure gray iris color of both eyes. Angga's ears were disturbed by some voices calling out to him in a happy tone.
“Alhamdulilah, you have finally come to your senses as well, Nak.”
Angga's head turned pseudo towards the source of the voice that had just revealed a sentence to express his happy face. “Tante Rani ..?” Then Angga's eyeballs point next to the middle-aged woman of Freya's mother. “Om Lucas ..?”
Lucas smiled warmly at the son of his neighbor who was out of town. “How are you doing now? Already light?”
Angga only commented on his thin smile. Rani reached out her hand to touch the right shoulder of her child's little friend who is now doing her learning activities at school. “Yesterday afternoon when Freya came home, her son Aunt told her that you fainted again here. Well, the money is Freya tell Aunt and om to nemenin you today. How to tell, like a maksa. Maybe Freya is afraid that Angga happens to nothing else.”
After Angga plucked a nasal tube from the breathing of his nose and put it on a pillow just like that, his lips grinned bad because it had inconvenienced both of his parents Freya. “Nevent need to be cemented is also okay, Tan.”
“Duh, don't do that, son .. What Freya told you was the best for you. If today no one is with you, you are also difficult if you need anything. Emang would be better Auntie and also om here to keep Angga,” said soft words Rani while stroking the head of the handsome teenage boy.
Lucas walked over to the nightstand, like he was checking something. At a later date, the middle-aged man whose age was equivalent to Agra's age, his father Angga, wrinkled his eel because something was missing. “Lho, Ngga? Your medicine from the Bogor city doctor's prescription is up, yes?”
Angga sting for a moment. Not exhausted, precisely destroyed by Gerald when he wanted to make Angga helpless. Because of the actions of his pedal Gerald, the important drug Indigo youth is destroyed and can no longer be drunk.
“Yes, Ngga??” Lucas was confused because Angga just kept silent did not answer his question.
“Ehm ... I-yes, Om. Angga's medicine has long been exhausted, and the remaining stock of medicine is at home,” Angga response.
“Oalah, so? If so, Om went to your house just to take one of your injury medicines at home. It's in your bedroom, right?”
“Yes, Om-but do not need to be taken nor is it okay. Angga is still fine,” reject Angga slowly.
Lucas snorted with a smiling head shake. “Your pain is not to be trivial, Ngga. Moreover, the recurrence of your head injury comes suddenly. It is not certain when your headache appears, you know. Udah, the intention is Om do not you refuse like this, after all this is also for your health, kok.”
Angga's mouth was silenced and could only say Lucas' words. Now, he is pulling a drawer of the nightstand to pull out the keys to his house Angga. “Wait a minute here huh, Ngga? Om go first.”
“Be careful, Well on the way.” Rani warns her husband about leaving the hospital.
“Iya, Mother. About that Mama calm down, surely Dad will be careful, kok,” response Lucas with a sweet smile before leaving his wife as well as with Angga.
After Lucas completely left the room not forgetting to close the nursery door again, Rani turned her head after noticing her husband's departure. “Angga, it's morning. Let's have breakfast first, let's get well soon. Here, Aunt help.”
Rani sincerely, woke Angga's body from her bed to sit leaning. “Shortly, yes? Aunt get me the food first.”
Angga displays a bland smile for the answer. Angga eyes focus on seeing Rani who is removing a box of chicken pulp on the edge of Wijaya Hospital from clear plastic. Then Rani again sat on the chair with her beautiful smile to Angga.
“Well. Now you eat first, right? New, Aunt bribe.”
“Eh no need, Auntie! Angga can be alone, kok.”
Rani lowered her spoon whose tip had contained the food with her warm smile. “Nothing, Honey. You're sick again, so your aunt's bribe. Please don't be rejected, son? Let's open his mouth ..”
Inevitably Angga resignedly opened his mouth wide enough to accept breakfast feeds from Rani who still smiled warmly to give Angga heart comfort to the middle-aged woman who has an attitude of empathy downhill to the only child.
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The coming Saturday. Freya seemed to step foot in the hallway of Wijaya Hospital 4th floor with a maximum beautiful smile. Of course Freya wants to see Angga who still needs treatment at the hospital.
When he opened the door of the nursery no 111, Freya's eyes first looked at the back of Angga whose little friend was sitting pensively on the bedside of the patient's bed in the left corner. Freya reflex tilted her head as she walked four steps to enter the room while closing the door of the treatment room that felt lonely.
Freya's smooth legs moved to approach the Angga who was still pensive there. Freya slightly walked around and then sat on the edge of the patient's bed right next to Angga. The innocent girl's eyeballs accidentally saw the two palms of Angga interlocked on her thighs and coincided with that, he saw that there was a drop of water dripping on the palm of his white skin Angga.
Freya who was curious where the small water droplets came from, pulled her beautiful face upwards to look at the handsome face of Angga who looked sad grim. It turned out that the young man was crying without making a sound, even though his mouth was tight, but his tears continued to smear both cheeks.
Angga's gaze seemed to look down in a dreamy way and even made himself unconscious that now there is Freya by his side. Freya was a bit shocked when she saw Angga whose condition had been crying. “Angga?! Why are you crying?? Is there a problem that makes you believe?! Tell me the same story, it's okay!”
“Connect from your past, huh? Just tell me there's no problem. I want you to answer my question, let me know what makes you cry, okay?”
Angga lightly waved his head towards Freya. “K-why do you know that this is about connecting from my past?”
“It's over from here, Ngga. Because of your dark past that makes your condition runyam, I have also understood that you have a mental disorder because of that small past.”
“I beg you, let go of all the past that is still attached to your brain. So you can avoid life problems,” pinta Freya.
Angga again expects his head to the front alias down with the sound of sobbing that sounded bitter in a pair of ears Freya. “I want it to be too. I've tried my best to let go of my past that disturbs my soul. But, I can't, Frey.”
Freya clasped the arm of her best friend's right hand tightly by staring at the clingy Angga. “No word can't, Angga. You should be able to! You are a strong man, I am sure and believe you can throw away all the past that has plagued your life until now!”
“Should I not have been born into the world? Even my people say this is a carrier of bad luck and maksiat. I am a bad man.”
Hearing Angga's extremely inappropriate words, made Freya grow angry by shaking her head strongly. “Why did you say that?! People who say you are bad, that means they are very stupid to judge your nature and your pride! You should not ignore what they say! And you do not be influenced by their speech if you are an unlucky bearer let alone a transactional bearer! All the words that come out of their mouths for you, nothing is true!!”
“I'm also surprised by you today! Why are you now becoming desperate because of the past that will ruin your soul?! The people I know are not like this! You are a strong, strong, indifferent person, and also spirit! Not like this!!”
Angga increasingly bowed his head with guilt because of his words earlier that made his little friend who was not easily angry now angry because of the expression he threw. “I'm sorry .. I'm sorry to make you mad like this, you're right .. I shouldn't have behaved like that. I've been too into the memory of my past that made me so bad.”
Freya threw away her angry mood then sighed for a while then her hands coiled into Angga's body to hold her. “Yes, I'm sorry you. But now what I want from you .. please, please throw that weathered memory out of your brain. I don't want you getting mired in your grief. You should also always be upbeat and optimistic in everything, okay?”
“Hiks ..” Angga buried his face in one of Freya's shoulders while returning his embrace of the beautiful girl who is now rubbing her back to love the peace of her soul which is being badly damaged by the time of shame.
‘Two times I saw Angga crying, and I had to try to calm his mind so did his heart. Angga, spill all your sadness onto me until you feel better.’
Ccq ...
There is someone who opens the door to the 111th nursery very slowly so as not to disturb the rest time that occupies the room. It was Reyhan who opened it. The humorous young man gasped in surprise when he saw his two best friends inside hugging each other.
Rena also saw it was so shocked that reflexes shouted, “What?! Hugging-”
“Buset! The melanin sounds lo, bego! Don't know what another sad child is ..?!” whispered Jova by smothering the mouth of Rena her friend who voiced like herself.
Jevran gawked, only this time he saw Angga the quiet friend who was crying let alone to sob in his arms Freya. “Bro Reyhan, about Angga why did you cry that way? Even he was hugging Freya, you know.”
Reyhan shook his head lying. Who even though he knew and sensitized what happened with Angga, he explained his friend was in the middle of a bad soul, until Freya who was nearby tried to calm him as his little friend Anggara Vincent Kavindra.
Reyhan and Jova cast a glance at each other while sighing simultaneously and then saw their two best friends who were in the nursery, while the newly arrived ones were still outside the room.
“That if for example Gerald knew that Freya was so the same Angga even though Gerald already knew that Angga was his childhood friend, Freya would be scolded all-out what not Angga who was the victim, he said,” chirps Aji.
“What sacrifice do you mean?” reyhan asked with a confused look at Aji.
“The victim was battered from her love of Freya for being beaten to death ampe.” Aji's loud answer without looking at Reyhan, making the Friendly man's eyes bulged wide and did not hesitate to step on the feet of his friend who shoes Nike brand.
“Akh-” Aji yells to vent his pain that his leg was snapped by Reyhan, but in the end Aji squeals, Reyhan immediately smothers his friend's mouth. Reyhan accidentally did not cover Aji's nose using his palm, because so that his friend can still breathe.
“Do not shout! Than I slaughtered, lu ..!” whispered Reyhan by bringing his mouth closer to Aji's right ear whose facial expression showed forgiveness to his friend who had the sadistic nature.
While Lala was silent with a flabbergasted heart, the 164-centimeter tall girl was actually also shocked because of a quiet boyfriend who from her style was always cool, I can cry like that. Lala does not know what happened to Angga, especially the handsome Indigo youth whose character is so closed that Lala is unable to guess what events happened to his classmates.
Even now, Freya still stroked the back of Angga to try to love the peace of heart and mind. Although in his niche, he really does not want Angga to suffer so badly that it can disturb his soul and destroy his life.
Formerly, Angga was very good at throwing Freya's soul and heart down. And now Freya must be like her little friend to throw away her heart and slumped soul that is plural Angga now. What's wrong with pushing his best friend to be able to throw off the unsettling past? After all, this has been the job of a beautiful girl like Freya to restore the nature of Angga at first which is always optimistic, confident, and everything including transcendent characters.
Indigo To Be Continued ›››
