Indigos

Poor side 3

1 month later. Maybe in the next month this is winter or can be called is the rainy season. Look, above the sky there is a deep gray color along with the heavy rain that flushes all over the city of Jakarta.

In the class that is none other than the XI IPA 2 classroom, Reyhan stood on his stool table with a black marker black board. If seen by the young man whose brain sometimes likes to tilt, was doing a crowded concert to entertain all his friends whose drowsiness began to attack due to the cold atmosphere in the morning. Even so cold weather, they compactly wear their own jackets to overcome the cold that hit all over his body.

♫ Assemble us upstream

Swim us to the edge

We are different to fill our shortcomings

Become

Friends for forever

Overcome all differences

You and I are best friends

For ever

Forever

Faithful ♫

Reyhan sings a song about friendship that the vocalist is 'Padi Reborn' with high spirits to his sleepy friends, not eager to run school activities today, his spirit invites the souls of their people. Even the tone of Reyhan's voice in singing a song even though it is only a vocal solo without musical instruments, his voice still sounds melodious and pleasant to be heard by anyone.

As Reyhan sings, his three best friends arrive in class. With that, Reyhan stopped his singing together staring at his two female friends and one male friend who stopped stepping looking at his ridiculous behavior.

“Wow! I sing this, uh my friends come to me aje, hehehe! Good morning everyone !” Reyhan greeted his companions by waving his hands up so cheerfully.

“Have a nice rainy day too,” replied sapa Jova after shaking her head because she saw the barbaric behavior of Reyhan who despite entertaining all students and students in his class.

“Lack of work huh, lo? Sample ride-up to the bench table?” timpal Cold Angga.

“Bales first, my broomstick cake!”

“Hm. Good morning too,” response Angga greeted later after getting irritated spray from Reyhan who had not come down from his bench table.

“Have a nice rainy day too, Reyhan. Well, you haven't been singing that long, your voice is still melodious when heard, hehehe!” praise Freya after answering Reyhan's friendly greeting with her beautiful sweet smile on her face.

“Arigatou (Thank you), my best friend! You want to join the concert with me?” tawar Reyhan's.

The two innocent girls eyes widened with happy gaping mouths. “Mau!”

Freya who wants to step closer to Reyhan to join a singing concert with her best friend on this rainy day, the arm of her hand wrapped by her favorite peace color jacket is banned by Angga. Angga then stared intently at Reyhan who had offered the thing of the tourney.

“Lo want to teach a lost Freya? Cepet down, later if the table is broken how? Who wants compensation?” said Angga whose tone is still cold, commensurate with the cold of this weather.

Reyhan shook his head quickly by puffing his cheeks like an early child who would not obey his parents' orders. Angga snorted with his head continuously looking up to look at the horror of his best friend who was so scared.

“Lo relax, Bray. This table is made of aluminum instead of wood like the desk bench in my SD class. So it must be durable and safe, huh? After all, if Harry comes later, I will also not be scolded by him whose heart is like honey. Our homeroom teacher, the person can not be angry until he was once used with other grade children so patiently god level.”

Reyhan chatted at length with Angga, until it was not realized that behind his three best friends there was the figure of Harry who was wearing a neat teacher suit was standing firmly while straddling in the chest. Staring at his students who were very busy talking about him without any doubt in his heart.

“Reyhan Latitude Ellvano?”

Jova and Freya gasped in shock and instantly twisted her body back together, except for the shocked Angga. Angga already knew that behind him was Mr. Harry even though his figure was invisible in front of his eyes. Everyone was auto silent after seeing the presence of their homeroom teacher, while Reyhan whose position was still standing on the table could only grimly stare at his male teacher's face.

“Eh, there's Mr. Harry a handsome teacher, hehehe! Met morning, Mr.” Reyhan greeted the friendly without any fear and was about to get off his desk.

“Listen-heard, you're talking about Father, huh? Geez, Son ..” said Mr. Harry while shaking his head.

“Ehehe! Does everyone know about him, Father, don't punish me, sir? I'm tired of being punished with a mute in every number of teachers,” pinta Reyhan.

“That's why you don't create tantrums or problems with your teachers. After all, what you're doing is a desk for study, not for concerts. Come quickly down, soon the bell will be rung. Want to see when you're on the table?”

“Readyly, Sir! Here I also want to get off the stage, kok.” Reyhan then dropped off immediately from the table which he considered a stage venue of his singing concert.

“Stool table, times! Not stage!” raka reflex nudged her friend's legs tightly making the balance of Reyhan's body on her desk disappear instantly, even her bench table became shabby.

“E-e-eh! Woi help me, woi! GAES!!!”

SHACKLE !!!

“Adoooohh!!”

Raka auto covered her mouth with a face expression that displayed her surprise instead of playing. Seeing his friend who had been touched reflexively, now beautifully has fallen to land on the floor with his stool table that hit his body which is his position is closed.

“Ups! drop by, the guy!”

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Library Room

In the break hours some of the students from the bench of class XI IPA 2 which is a superior class and full of achievement, the students of the class, spend time in a library room to read the book of novels in front of each of them. Indeed, students of class XI IPA 2 are classified as the average hobby of reading books, so no wonder they must visit the room with almost every day.

Raka took down her Thriller novel and looked at Reyhan and gulped. “Rey ... I'm sorry about that, ye?”

“Sunday!” spray Reyhan without looking at Raka the same though. The young man prefers to focus on continuing to read the exciting storyline in one of the novels he is reading.

Jevran, who had opened the next page in his thick novel, looked at Reyhan rather scared because his neighbor looked cold. “Udah what the hell is his face? Don't like cosplay being an Angga. I forbid, nih.”

Angga took down the position of his mystical Horror book in the storyline and looked at Jevran. “Why am I brought in?”

Jevran grinned with both eyes spontaneously squinting. “No Why, No. This is your best friend! It doesn't stop.”

Reyhan exhaled without turning to Angga's audience, although the outburst of his best friend's talk remained Reyhan's gagas. After that, Angga returned his position and gave a cold look to Raka who was waiting for her apology to be received by Reyhan.

“Lain times if nyenggol, more pinter see condition.”

Raka's two shoulders slumped each other down by throwing a pitiful look at the Introvert friend. “Sorry, Ngga .. I was slow, but Reyhan was like a cake lemper.”

Brak !

Reyhan ended up pounding the table with a fist on his right hand with both eyes glancing strongly at Raka. “What did you say earlier?! Like a lemper cake?! Heh, Pacific Ocean Rakato! As long as you know! You already nyenggol my feet until I myself jatoh ketiban my own bench table! It was all elo's fault!! It's good to say I'm a lemper cake, ngaca first noh before ngatain that!!”

Angga, who heard Reyhan's increasingly explosive and violent emotions, immediately stroked his best friend's back to relieve his burning emotions. “Already. Don't be angry like that, inget. He's it temen lo.”

Reyhan slammed his body with the position of his face bending irritatedly towards Angga, even automatically that quiet friend of his releasing a hand from his back. “The problem, I fell is not aesthetic, No! If aesthetic, there is no problem!”

“Basic!” Angga annoyed at Reyhan's reply, one of his hands immediately scooped the rough face of his best friend.

“What is lo, Ngga?! My handsome face is not perfect anymore because of elo!” reyhan protested against Angga's hand.

“Alright my hand is mercury?!” angga's jolt was more upset at the utterance of Reyhan's speech that was arbitrary in speaking.

Aji breathed out and closed the book she had read, even though it was only half a page. The man then rests his back on the back of the chair. “Woi, kelen. If Stress people usually go where, yes?”

“Lu why is it so strange? Did you get stressed again today?” andra asked who was tightening her jacket because the cold air from the window pierced her skin.

Aji lifted her face up on the ceiling of the library room wall decorated with cream paint color without any cracks or fading of the paint color. “No, I'm just doang.”

“Club night,” response Jevran answer Aji question that actually sounds strange if you want to answer.

Some of his friends who heard Jevran's casual answer gasped in shock until spontaneously straightened his body with eyes sticking out except Freya. Reyhan this time hit his desk again. “Ngapain lo to the night club if more Stress?! That's mah you're not sane anymore!”

“Not me, Cuy! But my cousin's brother who stayed in the city of Bandung. About that my brother once told me that he was again a heavy stress, he would definitely go to the club night to solve the problem. Yes my brother there drinking, listening to the same DJ music again, dah.”

“If this cousin of his, there is no way if the situation again Stress went to the forbidden place! At least if I am again so, the demen want themselves not to be bothered by anyone including my siblings who are at home.”

“If about that I know, oruh.” Reyhan commented softly to his neighbor who told him the truth.

“Well! That's you know, right? So, you guys here, don't ever think that I've been to a dugem place. Injek at least, I have never alias ogah.”

Freya who quietly listened to all the words Jevran starting from her cousin who lives outside the city is the city of Bandung, to herself, now tilted her head by opening her mouth quite wide. “Club night? The dugem? That's what you call a forbidden place, Vran? How I got curious huh, hehehe.”

Not waiting for an answer from the boyfriend, Freya immediately pulled his Vivo-type Android phone out of his warm jacket pocket. “Eh! What do you want?!”

Freya stopped who was about to open her HP screen when she saw her hand Angga stopped his activities to find out on the internet. “Ya want to find out where Jevran said it dong, Ngga ..”

Angga shook his head strongly. “Do not search! Later your brain can be twisted again into the past, mending you do not have to think much about what Jevran meant. It's the usual place to listen to songs, and have a drink.”

The two innocent girl eyes of her little friend flickered by looking at Angga, like they had understood what the young man described. “Oah! Cafe, yes?!”

Angga exhaled gently from his mouth with his eyes closed for a moment. “Iya, just call the name of the building is cafe.”

“Wuih! I have never visited a cafe in a long time! So want to go there again, the comfortable building that has been renovated for a long time!” jovial Freya.

“You're on holiday tomorrow, I'll take you there.”

A moment later, Angga realized what he had just answered to Freya. ‘Eh! Why do I answer like that to Freya?! It's not sane, Ngga?’

Angga stared into her beautiful face Freya until unconsciously, some words she took out inside her heart, ‘Why when I look beautiful eyes Freya like there is a different feeling? He was also very different when I looked at him, like there was something else in his face that made me feel alien to him. What is this really?’

Freya frowned in wonder at Angga who kept looking at her tightly until her flat lips now became curved upwards. His little friend was smiling. Not only Freya was surprised, but also some of her friends and two other friends.

“Angga, you have the same liking Freya?” reyhan asked to confirm the heart of his best friend.

Angga was immediately awakened by his daydream due to Reyhan's voice chirps that pitched Tenor. “Eh ... what? No! Not that!”

Angga immediately got up from the chair until accidentally made his chair topple back and fall on the floor to cause a loud noise that echoed throughout the library room. The handsome young man with a quick movement, set up a chair and took his Horror genre novel book from the table to return the novel to the Horror/Mystery special novel rack. But in a hurry with an uncontrollable heartbeat, recklessly, the Angga accidentally dropped several novel books to scatter on the floor.

Freya just sat quietly on the chair even though the Nirmala girl was so sensitive what happened to Angga, while Jova was only half of it. Reyhan who looked at Angga, smiled at the misbehavior of his best friend.

After tidying up the position of several novel books that fell because of the handsome Indigo man, the, Angga with big footsteps left the library room without a word coming out of his mouth to say goodbye to them.

“Lah? Why is Angga suddenly so weird, dah?” confused Lala after not seeing the figure of her friend again because it has walked to the right.

“Sick, huh?” zara asked all of her faithful friends to stop by the book-reading chair.

“Sick what if the behavior is like wrong behavior like Freya. It must be a guy there is anything that we have not investigated,” said Rena.

Freya shook her head at the behavior of Angga who seemed to make everyone want to laugh for those who saw it. While the Jova and Reyhan throw each other's gazes with a slanted smile engraving on the lips.

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On the 3rd floor passageway, Angga continued to grumble by holding his chest. Not because of the pain, but there are others. His face was so agitated, as he could not predict what was wrong with him. In the hallway that was so quiet there was no one just Angga here, his heartbeat continued to race faster than before, even as if there were other feelings that hit his heart.

Angga exhaled. “Gue this why? Why am I suddenly so weird gini?”

On the way to go either way, Angga tried to investigate what happened to him. Even the heartbeat in the chest is still not well controlled and perfect. And now Angga tried to turn the clock where he stared at the beautiful eyes of Freya who made himself strange today.

While walking, Angga's gaze lowered with his thin lips which he tightened slowly. Oho! It seems he has found the answers and predictions he was looking for Angga has met. Although his little heart hesitated a little to convince him that what he was thinking really had a point.

“What makes me like this because because I have started to fall in love with Freya, my own little friend whom I have always loved protection in his life?”

INDIGO To Be Continued ›››