Indigos

Be on guard

Angga closed his eyes after the sound of breathing sounds to come out of his mouth, he marginalized Fino did not increasingly walk into the room to open this door. Because if he is, his life will be gone and Reyhan will be late tonight.

Ahahaha! Well, what a pity your beloved thing is? It was just entaran, mending we eat roasted rabbit meat first. Let's finish it we go into the room to play with the physical two men who are still unconscious

Fino, whose right hand held the door handle, sighed at Bondan's words, who was there busy enjoying his warm meal. “Oke. I can't wait for tomorrow morning, hahaha!”

Steady! We'll be rich, Bro !

Angga in a cramped room with no air vents, screeched cynically in his heart at the happiness of Kori, whom the psychopathic man had spoken to Fino, now rewinded his steps out and closed the door again.

There, Angga breathed a sigh of relief as Fino undoes his intention to take one of the human skulls in this narrow room for nothing. Then slowly, Angga's right leg pushed the teak door in front of him to open it.

After it opened wide enough, Angga began to lift Reyhan's weak body back to drag him out with the maximum power he had. While his best friend is still always close his eyes and is not at all familiar. Angga continued dragging Reyhan's helpless body until just behind the exit door, Angga pointed his right hand back to feel the doorknob and opened it.

After exiting the small headquarters nan scope, Angga closed the door slowly until tight without making a sound even so as not to hear a squealing sound, Angga's left hand raised the door until it was completely sealed.

Angga now squatted while laying Reyhan's weak body on the forest ground. Angga next to him the friend, trying to shake both shoulders limp Reyhan as well as hope Reyhan soon realized.

Looking at Reyhan's increasingly pale face made Angga clench his lips thinly with his feelings of anxiety. Maybe this could be because the bullet shot had not been removed from the stomach Reyhan who had been injured to bleed.

Angga then raised both his hands as he turned his back to Reyhan to hold him behind. Angga rose with all his might by holding the weight of his best friend's body to bring him back to the Ghosmara villa building to treat him there.

...Will all my organs be sold? Such an Illegal Market was broadcast on the news?! No! I don't want to die! Anyone who comes but them, please and save me...

Still Angga remembered Reyhan's frightened inner voice in his nightmare. It makes Angga turn his head back to look at his friend who is not conscious and then give a smile to him.

“Quiet, you have managed to save me from the three of them who want to take all your organs. Let's go back to the villa together.”

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Ghosmara Villa

The innocent girl berparas beautiful face of the street pacing in the main room in the villa. Freya is very worried that her boyfriend has not returned. While Jova stood a statue while biting her index finger with a sense of worry on Angga.

While their friends are both struggling with their overthinking thoughts. They cannot think clearly and positively for the current Angga who has not come back into the villa building.

Until suddenly the main door of the villa was opened from the right side and immediately displayed the figure of Angga who returned to arrive with someone behind his back. The six of them who were very much looking forward to the presence of Angga smiled happily even though they were wondering who the Angga was carrying behind.

“R-reyhan?!” shock Jevran ran over to his neighbor who had no movement in his body because his condition was unconscious.

“Reyhan why, Ngga?! His face was pale as a corpse?! Where did you find it?!” Jova rained a lot of questions to Angga because he was very curious.

Angga grunted softly. “Reyhan fainted, he was also injured by gunfire. I have to treat him immediately before anything happens to Reyhan.”

Angga immediately stepped back to the stairs, while Aji and Jevran walked following his quiet friend who had climbed the steps of the long stairs. The two of them were also in case that Angga could not bear the burden of Reyhan's weak body which he was carrying to the top of room no 002 next to his room space.

After successfully reaching the top of the stairs with sweat sweat that soaked both temples of his eyes, Angga again stepped to enter Reyhan's room. And inside, slowly the handsome young Indigo released Reyhan's body from his back and laid him on a soft mattress assisted by his two friends who were loyal to him.

After laying her best friend's body on the bed, Angga turned back to go out to pick up her big black bag in her room. After picking up his bag and taking him to Reyhan's room, Freya called him softly making Angga immediately turn to his heart.

“Let's go, huh? It's better if you want to, wait outside. Don't go in before I finish treating Reyhan's wounds, because I don't want to scare the four of you.” Angga threw a thin smile at the four girls, while closing Reyhan's room door temporarily from the inside.

“What injuries did Reyhan experience so severe, huh? Sampe we are forbidden Angga go inside?” lala asked all her friends and responded with a second batch of shoulders with separate headbands from her three friends.

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Inside Reyhan's quiet room, Angga was picking up her P3K bag which she had stored inside her large black bag. After taking it out, Angga put the white medium-sized bag on his best friend's mattress right next to Reyhan.

Aji and Jevran, who were behind Angga, noticed the PMR deputy's friend who started wearing latex gloves on both palms before starting to treat Reyhan's wounds, which were arguably quite severe.

Angga uncovers Reyhan's hoodie and rolls up to his chest. Aji and Jevran, who saw the gunshot wound on Reyhan's left abdomen, grimaced by narrowing both eyes.

The thing Angga needs to do first is, take the anatomical tweezers that are in the P3K bag to remove the bullet shot that is in the stomach of his best friend. Just about to enter the tip of the tweezers, Angga was held in charge by Aji's voice.

“Angga! Mending Reyhan was taken to the hospital to be safer. Because if you treat yourself without medics is also free.”

Angga sighed and then turned his head towards Aji whose face had a panicked look there. “Hospital is very far from here. If we take Reyhan to the hospital, it would be a waste of time and you want if Reyhan's life ends here?”

Aji was silent by shaking his head strongly as well as Jevran who had just been silent observing Angga who was like a doctor. “Then, you shut up. If Elo and Jevran doubt my abilities, you can come out.”

Without waiting for an answer from them, Angga coldly began to turn his head forward and began to focus on his task of treating Reyhan's wounds. The two Angga friends grinned at each other as the handsome black-haired man inserted the tip of his tweezers in the middle of Reyhan's wound to remove the bullet inside.

Angga did the emergency task by also using the help of his inner eyes that can be sure once Reyhan will be fine after this, although Angga can not know when his best friend back siuman.

Jevran and Aji gawked in disbelief at what they saw that Angga managed to pull a pistol bullet from Reyhan's body, and now Angga put the bloody bullet into his sterile bent com.

The two young men in the heart niche are very amazed and proud to have a friend like Angga who is painstaking like a doctor who works inside a hospital building. They kept watching Angga who began to clean up the dried up traces of Reyhan's blood on the edges of his wound hole. After he cleaned it with a cotton swab, Angga covered his best friend's stomach wound with gauze bandages.

‘Fix really! Angga will be a doctor tomorrow! Cool can actually treat the pain as latent,’ praise inner Aji with his head.

“Gue won't want to be a doctor!”

“Iye-iye, the Indigo child! Focusing again just like that can still be heard by the voices of people!” pissed Aji.

While Jevran was silent, covered his mouth with the fist of one of his palms because his laughter was hard to hold. Aji who is sensitive to Jevran who is actually laughing at himself softly, immediately hit quite tight Jevran's back.

“Aduh!”

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After Angga did his job well and smoothly to treat Reyhan's wounds that had been shot, many teenagers nang in the room of the Friendly youth who were still sharp eyes. Even today, Reyhan's body is covered by a thick blanket of peanut chocolate to get warmth.

“Gakpapa deh Reyhan has not realized, the important thing is now Reyhan has met. Very sorry for you, Nyuk. Must be there you were kidnapped, huh?” babble Jova chatted to Reyhan who had not yet kissed.

While Angga position hugged his big black bag on the edge of Reyhan's mattress together lowered his head without any sadness face drawn. Freya turned to look at her lover who was silent from earlier, then stepped closer to Angga with his sweet smile.

Freya sat her ass on the bed next to her Angga and looked at the handsome face of her lover. “Kok silent from earlier?”

Angga raised his head and looked at Freya with a faint smile. “Kan emang usually I keep quiet, it has become a hobby means.”

Freya grunts. “You're all right? Don't you still have a fever?”

“I'm well, Freya.”

“Masa? Here I check.” Freya began to touch her lover's cheeks and then also touched the forehead of Angga covered with black hair.

“Eh, it's cold. Thank you, deh.”

Unintentionally, Freya saw the slightly bruised nape of Angga made the adorable plain-faced girl gap her mouth in surprise. “Ngga? This is why the back of your neck is a bit bruised like this?”

“It ... because I was hit with something with someone, but take it easy. I'm okay, kok.”

Freya tried to press the bruised part of the nape of her heart with her pointy index finger then looked seriously at Angga who was also looking at her. “If pressed for pain, no?”

Angga shook his head while still smiling for his beloved lover. “Neg. It no longer hurts. Most tomorrow or when the bruise will disappear on its own.”

Freya nodded her head while releasing her index finger from the nape of Angga. Then the girl is a tall handsome man sitting as before by positioning his hands on both thighs of his feet.

“You found Reyhan huh, Angga?” asked Freya softly.

“Iya, you are right.”

“I don't know where you found our best friend, but your service is amazing,” praise Freya while leaning her head on the right shoulder of her lover with a smile that managed to make Angga fascinated by the sweet beauty of her heart.

“You are too, Freya.”

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At the base's place to molest, torture, and kill the target's victims, Fino and his comrades entered the room after spending dinner.

The three of them were shocked because the two prey they had snapped in the room with the rope handcuffs had disappeared somewhere. Fino with an irritated heart, kicked at the teak wood door. “Stat! Where are those two?! How dare they run away from the headquarters of the three of us!”

Kori and Bondan stepped into each room. There were some ropes that escaped from their bodies to trap them for the special victims of the night, the doors of the shelves of some human skulls as collections opened very wide.

Bondan crouched down to pick up a navy cloth that was exposed to blood stains of someone who had dried. While Kori walked past Bondan towards the broken iron padlock and his position was on the floor. And Kori immediately took it in a furious tone.

On the other hand, Fino stepped both feet in length to approach Bondan and Kori who was busy checking the objects they held each. There was clearly the anger of Fino on his face because his plan had been neatly arranged, totally charred.

Fino opened the exit, and stared at the dark forest path. And at the end there covered with many large trees, Fino can see the building of Ghosmara villa. Already the vile youth make sure that Reyhan and Angga have been in the villa.

“ARGH YOU TWO MOTHERFUCKERS ALL!!”

Kori and Bondan then immediately protect both ears each when they hear the sound of Fino's screams are very angry at the two targets nang has managed to escape smoothly. Don't you know, Fino? So vengeful he was to Angga as well as Reyhan, Fino hit the body of the old door until a crack occurred.

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The morning sunlight barged in through Reyhan's wide open window, and the light managed to highlight the thick blanket the humorous young man was wearing. It turns out that there are many in room 002 to accompany Reyhan nang has not been conscious even though his injuries have been treated with Angga very painstakingly.

His face still looks pale, his eyes are always fierce like reluctant to open it again. There are even some teenagers who become Reyhan's best figure who feel worried because this man has not been kissed.

While like Angga sitting quietly on the edge of the mattress behind Reyhan's legs covered with blankets. The handsome young man in white was also staring at his friend who was still lying weakly on the soft mattress. One breath came out of Angga's mouth and immediately lowered his head.

Jevran exhaled with a face of lara and turned his head to look at Angga whose lips were silent. “Angga?”

“Hm?” Angga raised his head and looked at his neighbor Reyhan who called out to him.

“Elo nemin Reyhan where? You know, don't you?”

“Gak.”

“Ye! I haven't said anything to Elo. I'm the same Aji has been looking for Reyhan in all this forest road, even willing far from the villa area to find your best friend. Elo find Reyhan, where? I'm curious and so are others.”

Angga sighed by turning his handsome face away from Jevran who was looking at him seriously. “Site of assassination headquarters.”

All who listened to Angga were shocked to widen their eyes in shock except for Reyhan whose eyes were still closed peacefully. Freya gulped her saliva by staring at her lover intensely with her geologic look. “You mean, that's where Reyhan wants to be killed?! And ... has Reyhan been the victim at the base exactly?!”

Angga nodded his head. “Iya. Actually the three of them wanted to kill Reyhan as the pleasure of all of them, but their arranged plan had been scorched after I managed to save Reyhan.”

Jova was silent for a moment to digest the words of Angga who was like knowing everything what happened. “How do you know if Reyhan wants to be killed? you know everything if I think about it.”

Angga again took his breath. “Why do you have to ask like that if you alone must have known what I am?”

‘Eh, yes! Angga is an Indigo child, must have known everything. Very funny my brain,’ Inner Jova with smirky lips.

“If I tried to turn the events last night where you weren't aware, it looks like you're having a nightmare, huh? Last night, you were delirious, unclear. Suddenly you immediately ran away in a hurry after mentioning the name of our three friends. Aye, right? And .. maybe in your dreamland, you saw Reyhan killed somehow by the same killers you mean.”

Angga was amazed at Freya who was very sensitive to him made the man smile. “You're right, thanks you've been too sensitive with me.”

“My real father as his best friend Angga! When can I get my eyes on Freya?!” sebal Jova pout.

Rena nudged Jova's arm with a cry. “Why, lo? Same with Freya?”

“Dih! Sok knows very well! Nah, lah. I can not be envious of his own best friend, the advantages of people will vary!”

Rena heard Jova's muscled response, chuckling softly with a shake of her head. While Angga began to look at all the teenagers who were sitting and standing in room 002

“There's something I want to tell all of you, it's about Reyhan as well.”

“Aaan, Ngga?” asked Aji whose position was standing folded his hands on his chest.

“About Reyhan who left the villa one day ago is not because of his own will, but the will of a ghost who intends to trap Reyhan.”

Jevran frowned because the young man honestly did not believe in the existence of superstitions. “What do you mean? What kind of ghost? Sori, I still don't understand.”

Angga looked at Jevran coldly. “Lo does not understand because from the bottom elo do not believe that ghosts exist. I also will not force myself to trust astral beings.”

Angga's response made Jevran go silent for a moment. It was true what Angga said to her. While Aji looked at his sixth sense friend very earnestly. “Gue wants to know what ghost traits you mean.”

“She's a female ghost ranging in age twenty years, wearing some kind of dress and another one .. The ghost is not a ghost that exists in our country but another country, France.”

“Wow! It must be really pretty if the ghost of France.“ This is why Rena even amazed by the spirit of the negative aura woman?

Hearing the characteristics described by Angga, managed to make Jevran move both eyeballs to the side because it felt familiar what Angga mentioned in detail. While others were busy watching the handsome young man continue to convey what they did not know.

“Reyhan will not obey and follow the ghost of the French woman if she does not change the original form to her fake. The figure was deliberately transformed into the appearance of someone in one of us seven.”

“Who, Ngga?” freya asked in need of an immediate answer from her lover.

Angga rolled her eyes towards Aji who was focusing on looking at her face. “Is Aji Rivaldi Valentino.”

Both of Aji's eyes immediately popped out. “Hah?! That ghost turned her into my figure?! Holy hooch! Pinter play sneaky too it's a fucking spirit one!”

Angga nodded his head and continued the unfinished story, “Reyhan continued to follow the spirit that incarnated you to the middle of the forest. Satisfied with trapping my best friend, the ghost disappeared leaving Reyhan just there. And just as Reyhan is looking for a figure disguised as an elo, he is confronted by a killer holding a chainsaw to intimidate Reyhan.”

“Finally before Reyhan was taken to his residence those who wanted to kill themselves Reyhan, he had fallen into the abyss with a depth of about thirty meters, and which I saw from the top of the cliff ... my best friend was dragged by two people who had psychopathic souls. Dragged where else if not headquarters?”

“Two psychopaths?!” shock Freya and Jova with eyes glaring at each other to Angga who had completed the delivery of details to everyone.

Angga nodded his head without saying any words that came out of his mouth, it made Jova blink both eyes several times. “All your stories are that fact, you know from the dreams you visited?”

His Introverted boyfriend shook his head. “Not. From photo Reyhan album gallery mobileku.”

Freya ruffled her waist with a sharp look at Angga. “Oh! That one, huh?! Means I'm right dong if you're stubborn to laugh at Reyhan's whereabouts lost back then!”

“Eh not so! Don't get me wrong, it's not because I want to. But there's a clue in a foreign way that requires me to stare at Reyhan.”'s picture

“Oh, so .. forgive me, deh. I thought you were determined to look at your inner eyes. But the magical clues that arise to you are even able to hurt you to lose consciousness, Angga!”

Angga lowered his head and began to answer Freya in a soft tone, “I know ..”

Jevran, who was busy struggling with his thoughts, now turned his head towards Angga whose head he was bowing down. “Angga .. about the ghost of the French woman you call some of her characteristics, could the woman be a picture frame painting displayed on one of the walls in this villa?”

Angga pulled his face and scrunched his forehead at Jevran. “Photo frame?”

Jevran nodded his head. “Iya, photo frame. If you want, I bring here the picture frame.”

“Bby, just bring it here.”

After that, Jevran returned to Reyhan's room with both hands carrying a large picture frame. Everyone was amazed to see the beautiful picture of the painting in the frame, except Angga who stared at it intensely.

“Should among you all have seen this picture frame displayed on the side wall of Reyhan's exit. I and my neighbors at that time saw this picture frame at night. Interesting, right?”

“Wah yes-yes. It's amazing that painting as beautiful as this, I just don't realize that there is a picture frame that you hold it, I just don't realize,” said Freya by praising the prowess and skill of someone who works to paint women like princesses from the French country.

Angga squinted both eyes as he stared at the entire posture of the beautiful French woman painting with a beige dress inside the palar of the picture frame that Jevran was carrying.

‘What's with the painting in the picture frame? Why do I feel that there is a negative energy in there. Even of all the postures, and the look of the woman's face was exactly what I saw in the past in the astral clues that were still going on at that time.’

“Have seen it, right? I want to return this ancient picture frame to its original place. Afraid later if someone is angry,” said Jevran want to turn the step back.

“Emang who is angry?” ask Aji confused.

“Ya, which is welcome to rent this big villa building.”

“The father who knocked Angga unconscious that night before Reyhan went missing?” Lala asked by shrinking her eel to Jevran.

“Yapc. But the problem is that the guard officer of this villa has not been seen for a long time, huh? Yes, there was a job that he left until he left this forest.”

‘Actually which villa guard officer and what kind? I still can not remember it to the past,’ said Angga in the bottom of his heart.

Freya gently stroked Angga's left shoulder with a sweet smile that must be seen on her beautiful face. “Do not be too made remember. Later your head can become sore, you know.”

Angga smiled thinly with the head of the mangosteen obeyed the meek orders of the tone of his lover. Until suddenly when Jevran was just walking three steps out of Reyhan's room, all seven teenagers heard the sound of Beethoven's piano chant in the upper area of the loft of Ghosmara's magnificent villa building.

The piano music played by someone up there sounds beautiful every press some of the piano keys. Although the rhythm seems conventional, some teenagers who can listen to it feel creepy because there is no way there is someone in the attic, except Angga who began to be vigilant.

“S-who plays piano in the attic? Not that occupying this villa is only us eight?” lala asked with a frightened face.

Jevran gulped his saliva together with his head looking up at the top of the room wall while rubbing his nape. “G-mad piano sound that makes me creepy abis. Who the hell is playing?! Make adrenaline rush, dah!”

“Do not play the piano in the attic, not a human. But satan ..!” guess Aji with a whining tone in the final sentence.

Rena hit on Aji's right shoulder with an annoyed look mixed with a fearful expression. “Do not kidut-nakutin us, dong! It is not possible that early this morning there is a demon. You are the devil!”

“Aaan, anyway?! I am equal to Satan! Perhaps if my guess is correct.”

“Let me check into the attic. You're all here, keep Reyhan.” Angga got up from his seat and walked away.

“Angga.” Freya called her boyfriend by blocking the arm of Angga's hand to make the brave handsome man turn his head towards Freya whose face was terrified. “You're careful, huh?”

Angga smiled faintly. “Iya, you rest easy.”

Freya nodded her head with a fairly wide smile as she removed her hand from her lover's left arm and let Angga leave Reyhan's room number 002 unconscious.

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Angga held his round door handle and turned it to the left to open it. In accordance with his hearing, the sound of piano chanting is still played on the attic of the villa near around in his room numbered 001

Angga stepped his long legs and stopped him when he was near the nightstand, his head he lifted up with his sharp eyes with his flat face. Apparently when Angga looked at the top of the wall, there was a long door like there was a secret room in the attic of Ghosmara villa that Angga did not know at all.

Angga stayed there for a while to think about how to open the door above the wall of his room, until finally the handsome man turned his gaze to the corner of the room and found a white box displayed on the side wall of the door with a red button in the middle. Angga immediately scrunched his forehead and decided to turn back to the back to come to a red button that is right next to the light switch.

Angga who has been standing in front of the red button box, do not need to think for long he immediately hit it because an Anggara Vincent Kavindra does not like to slow time. Now a machine-like sound came from the top of the wall, Angga immediately turned his body and it turned out that the long door that was up there was opening slowly and immediately displayed a ladder that was available behind the strange long door.

Angga's eyeballs continue to focus on paying attention to the slow descent of the door in the form of a ladder down to stick to the floor of the room. After the combined door of the long stairs has been opened wide, Angga presented a room pitch-black despite himself looking from under the attic.

Angga put his right hand in one of the pockets of black jeans long front to pick up his phone that was inside there. Surely the young man wanted to turn on a cell phone light blitz for the lighting of the room as long as Angga circled the attic lepau looking for the sound of the piano that still sounded clearly in a pair of sharp sense ears of his Angga.

After Angga pressed the button to turn on his HP screen, he began to open the number password as his privacy and then immediately swiped the screen from top to bottom, but suddenly there was no wind, rain, rain, the cell phone lightning that Angga was holding off by itself. Though the battery is still 80%, still quite a lot, right?

Angga snorted because he knew this must be the behavior of the supernatural, no matter who, without caring about it he immediately put his phone on the nightstand table and squatted down to open a small closet under the table. There Angga got a lantern in the small closet. Maybe this can help him to find the source of the sound of the piano chanting in the attic after this.

Angga gurgas took it and looked for matches that seemed to be in the drawer of the nightstand. The handsome man who owned the high posture began to pull the drawer to open it. It turned out that Angga's instinct was very correct, a matchbox was located inside it.

Willing to take it out of the matchbox from the drawer, a piece of paper blangko lying next to the ignition box flew out and floated in the air right in front of Angga. Again the handsome Indigo man squinted his two narrowed eyes that had an inner eye when there was a movement of writing from the deep red liquid on the white paper.

Angga increasingly does not understand...

‘Underground? What does this mean?’

After Angga read it in the recesses of the heart, the paper disappeared astral and Angga was not afraid or surprised at all because things beyond reason he had become accustomed to. 'Under the ground' made Angga shake his head to dismiss the words that had been stuck in his mind He tried to ignore temporarily and choose to light a lantern with match fuel that he was holding.

Once in the glass the lantern has been refueled to light a fire that will be able to help Angga illuminate the pitch-black attic. Angga began to rise again to his feet and stepped up the steps of the stairs to the top of the attic without any doubt that enveloped his heart and soul.

After stepping on the floor made of solid wood painted black, Angga raised his lantern. Oh, my God, look what Angga sees here. Many ancient items that have been worn out and seen scattered everywhere even Angga must also slightly flick his right hand near the mouth to expel the amount of dust.

The presence of the brave soul man made the sound of the piano of ancient music from the German country stop itself. Especially now Angga stared at a white piano that became a cobweb. Anyone who intends to play a melodic musical instrument is except the supernatural beings who play it.

Initially only check the sound of this piano chant, but the peak Angga want to check other because of the haunted nuances this makes Angga body aroused to go through each room of the spacious hallway. His soul also became curious about this creepy place, as usual he wanted to find a clue that was around here.

Angga stepped while accompanied by a lantern that continued to illuminate his path. Until finally Angga's eyes caught a silver chest chest on the solid wood floor. It makes Angga approach the chest which from its shape is like a treasure chest.

Angga put his lantern beside his body and opened it slowly because there was no lock key that made the small chest difficult to open. Angga rewinds his head as the dust in it comes out strewn about to hit his handsome face.

Angga slightly opened his mouth as his head he leaned forward. He saw there was a black tome without any cover even the title. Angga immediately picked up the foreign book to pick it up from inside the silver chest.

DEG !

“It is impossible that this book is a book ..”

Angga's brain in a short time immediately rotated at a time when he had a very bad dream that his Indigo strength was seized by a mysterious man in a hooded and black robed with a group of people who were like a group of figures Sects. About the thick book that Angga was holding with his trembling hands was exactly the same spell book that the mysterious figure read.

And inside this pitch-black attic, Angga instantly thought of the blood writing intent that was on the paper floating in the air and disappeared it the moment before Angga climbed the stairs leading up here.

“Black book? The underground? What two of them have anything to do with my old nightmare?”

...Oh, before I cast a spell on something for this special, electrifying ritual, I want to tell you that you're in the castle, which is just underground...

...Listen to me, Angga. As you can see now, it's the strongest spell in the world dubbed the devil's star circle logo. And this glare of red light that shines on you will be able to absorb the energy of your Indigo aura. And you, forever will never be able to have your advantages again, huahahaha !...

Angga immediately threw the black tome into the silver chest. Both Angga's eyes stick out perfectly with the expression of an unpredictable facial expression. His breathing was instantly disjointed to recall that fatal nightmare he had thrown away.

“Cannot be! This must be something else, not because of the relationship about the nightmare I had that time.”

When his heartbeat rang out, Angga's eyeballs accidentally saw the oddity behind the white curtains in the corner of the attic precisely in front of him even though it was 2 meters away. Like there was someone behind the curtain. Angga began to stand up again while carrying his lantern whose fire was still faithfully lit for him.

Angga stepped his feet slowly carefully while strengthening his guts still approaching the curtain. After stopping the steps, the handsome man's right hand flicked the curtain tightly to open it and find out who was behind or behind the white curtains in this haunted dark attic.

Angga touched the wide glass window of the attic which is precisely behind the curtain that he has opened, seen out there the sky is so gray and accompanied by strong winds that hit the many leaves of trees. Although actually what Angga feels now, the sky is not the sky will soon fall rain pouring down the city of Bandung but like there will be something catastrophic.

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Everyone in room 002 stared at Reyhan's pale face. They do not know when this young man regained consciousness even though Aji was a great fortune teller and always right and right.

“Rivaldi, aren't you a guy who is really cool with shaman?” kayaks ask Rena.

“Pake first name only, dong!” aji protest.

“As far as I am, dong wants to call you fuck! I call you Ajinomoto you also don't take protests!”

“Lah? Why protest, it's my original nickname that used to be made with Kampret Reyhan and you guys even fell into the heresy of Reyhan to do me spice micin kitchen cuisine!” sebal Aji until crossed in the chest.

“Please loh si Aji, the name of the person is renamed masako seasoning package? Fortunately I did not follow Aji with such a nickname.”

“Yes not possible dong, Beautiful. You will always be prevented Angga to not be affected by the misguided character of Reyhan. You've always been guarded by your handsome girlfriend, so to fall apart ... really impossible.”

Jevran nodded again. “He can't speak bule? That's what it can be!”

Aji stared intently at Jevran with a snort. “I told you! I was usually just one word doang, if one sentence yes Wasalam became.”

“Hahahaha!” Lala's laughter made Aji bend her face for a moment by slightly weaving her lips.

Jevran let out his cry by shaking his head and then turning back to the back to get out of his neighbor's room and pairing the picture frame he was holding to where he came from. After displaying it, the man looked at the painting of the beautiful woman of the French country.

“The ghost that Angga mentioned, is it like this? Although the characteristics are suitable but where might the ghost is a charming painting like this?” Jevran stepped away ignoring the picture frame of the ancient painting and went back into Reyhan's room.

Seconds after Jevran entered Reyhan's room, the ancient painting woman in the picture frame slowly disappeared mysteriously and left only the background in the form of a stunning view.

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Angga released his palm from the wide glass window after staring at the gray sky. Until when he rewinds his steps, the nape of his own is like being blown by someone from behind. And here, Angga felt the presence of negative aura in the attic of Ghosmara villa.

Angga immediately twisted his body backwards with his sharp eyes. There was no one behind him, but Angga was sure there were actually even though the astral beings were working on it. The lantern he was carrying, suddenly the light of his fire died by itself. It is impossible because it is blown by the wind because the light from the fuel has been protected by transparent glass in the lantern.

Angga seemed ordinary to look at the death of the fire in his lantern. The evil and black energy within here is getting stronger to the point of making it seem as if Angga is hard to leave this dark attic. The handsome man remained calm and closed his eyes.

When closing his eyes without showing any expression on his face, Angga can hear the sound of laughter of the spirit of a woman who is circling her body from above a hovering position. Angga gulped his salivary not out of fear but prepared himself if later he was attacked completely by the ghost of the woman who still laughed loudly at him.

From the top of Angga's body, the pale-faced and creepy creature smelled a different aura that would clearly clash if he faced the owner of the positive energy. Until finally the ghost of the negative aura came down on the floor right in front of the Indigo man who was busy closing his eyes.

“I smell a spectacular aura here. Apparently you are an Indigo man, the possessor of the sixth sense who is not easily conquered and no one can match him. Good-looking, are you afraid of me? Until you close your eyes?”

Angga opened his eyes and began to stare intently at the spirit of the ghost trapping Reyhan. “Do not think I am afraid of the aura even though you look! Who are you really? Why did you frame my best friend?!”

The French ghostly woman dressed in a lot of blood, raised her hand but her long pretty nails with her haughty face. “I ... asked by someone, sih.”

“Say. Who has told you to do that?!”

The woman's spirit raised her head to the Indigo man who was not afraid of her at all. It is great, but the negative energy is so strong and powerful. “You don't need to know who told me to. Besides, Ghosmara's villa is my stopover, and you've all been harassing my area!”

Pyar !

The pale woman's spirit in the beige dress deliberately threw her left hand to throw Angga's lantern away from the man standing. Tight throw to land on the floor, making lanterns belong to Angga broke and Angga just stared at him nanar.

Actually Angga does not want to also occupy the Ghosmara villa that he has opened that this place is not safe to visit because of the ghost of the woman who owns the negative energy, if obliterated the possibility of this villa building will feel fine without the threat of life.

Roughly using magical powers, the spirit woman lifts Angga's body up into the air and adds her magic by strangling Angga's neck. The two ghastly eyes of the ghost were not affected in the slightest to Angga to weaken his strength.

“You ... Indigo man, and you are the dumbest Indigo I've ever met! You should have known from the beginning that everything felt like it would be a mess if you and others stepped in the woods of this city ... do you feel like you're stupid?”

Anga is not stupid. But there is someone or what is cheating with him until he does not know what will happen. During this time, the aura is closed making Angga can not do anything to laugh even though it glares very far as to the future. Perhaps this was his second weakness other than having nightmares, namely a restricted aura.

Who was the mastermind who had sealed the inner aura of Angga?

“You're silent? Not going to answer? That means you lost to me!” The female ghost made Angga's body slam tight and far away until it ended up hitting the black wall behind him.

“Uhuk! Uhuk!”

Angga slightly cussed anger by holding his chest that hurt suddenly. But his two eyes were still staring intently with his brave soul towards the damn carrier astral creature.

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The six faithful teenagers in Reyhan's room spontaneously pulled their perfect faces up against the wall after hearing a noise in the attic. There were even repeated banging sounds up there, while the piano chanting music had stopped.

“Kok in the attic is very noisy? What's up, huh?” Freya rounded her eyes.

“Eh! Angga is still in the attic for sure! May she be in danger?!”

Freya immediately got up from her seat and ran to her lover with anxiety, making Jova automatically look at her best friend. “Freya! Where are you going?! Kan Angga said he stays in Reyhan's room!

Freya did not touch Jova's scream from inside her Friend's room, it made Jova shake her head with a long sigh. That's how Freya panicked.

“Haduh ... that's a child if you say you like to really ngeyel, briefly if scolded Angga I have to do what, try?”

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Just stepped into her lover's room because of the closest noise in the first room area, both eyes of the beautiful girl were wide open with her mouth open saw Angga rolled down the stairs until his body landed already on the floor.

“Ngga!!”

Freya ran fast towards her man who is now the position of his body stretched out. The beautiful girl sat on her knees on the head of Angga, staring at her lover her eyes closed making Freya panic then gently touch one of Angga's cheeks.

No, it seems like the tough guy is doing fine because he opened his eyes after his cheeks were gently touched by someone. And the eye contact Angga immediately met with the upside down Freya after both eyes he opened slowly.

“Freya?!”

“Ngga! You are okay?! Kirain fainted!” Freya immediately crawled to the side of Angga and her hands began to lift her lover to help get up in a sitting position.

The hair of his heart that was in a mess was not bad, turning to Freya with a smile of smirky lips. “I'm okay, kok.”

“Lying! You just fell down the stairs. How can you do nothing?!” Look, so panicked has not been missed until now, his lover Angga to not believe that he is fine.

“Fall down the stairs is nothing to me, trust me. What are you doing here? Did I say stay in Reyhan's room, why break?”

Freya pursed her lips by staring at the unsettled Angga who asked like that. “I wouldn't have gone here if I hadn't heard the noise over the attic. I'm so worried what you are there, the intention will follow uh even have seen you first who fell from the stairs.”

“I've warned you to be careful, uh even like gini,” protest Freya.

“How do you want to be careful? While I was just above the attic was attacked by the ghost of the woman. Actually I want to go back down but due to the arrival of the astral creature it makes my body restrained in the attic which contains negative energy.”

“Oke, who knows only you. But your head is safe, isn't it? Not banging again, is it? If you say the same to me. Don't cheat.”

Angga sighed in each barrage of panicked tone words of his lover. Yeah, how else? Freya was very afraid of losing her figure. “Not at all .. only backs doang.”

Suddenly there was a wind that hit the face and black hair Angga until blown, he said, apparently after Angga raised his head to the attic of the female spirit owner of the negative energy and aura was standing on the stairs with a grinning smile made Freya who was staring, shocked half to death.

The girl immediately wrapped her right hand around Angga's neck from behind and then wrapped her frightened pretty face on the sturdy back of her lover. “Huhu! Angga, who is that?! That spirit that attacked you in the attic, huh?! So serem! I'm scared!!”

Angga's jaw hardened with the glare of his sharp eyes continued to be fixed on the ghost of the woman who was still grinning, until the door in the form of a ladder that lifted itself to close the dark room gripping it makes itself unable to see the French supernatural creature although in the inner eye still Angga can feel, it makes him unable to see the French supernatural, the figure was still loyal inside the attic.

Angga's heart was wondering along with a head filled with many question marks about who had told the ghost of the dress woman. Surely there must be someone who is smart to use black magic. And frankly, Angga wants to dig up information on who the mastermind has been covering his inner aura all this time.

INDIGO To Be Continued ›››