Indigos

The Vampire

“Adudu! Pain, Sir!”

“Hold for a moment, soon it will be finished.”

Aji, Rena, and Lala who heard Jevran's screams in pain as her entire hand on the left was massaged by Richard's pack to heal, looked at him in pain.

“Woi! It's morning, this! Can't you just not get yelled at?! I think it's being thumped by Mr. Richard, it's a boy!” pissed Aji.

Jevran, who closed his eyes tightly by pressing all his white upper teeth, opened his eyes quickly and turned his head towards the voice of Aji, whose friend was sitting on a long sofa chair with the two women.

“Damn, lo! Pain, know-uh!!” nagel Jevran.

“Ye, how much pain, anyway? Most also the pain of being bitten by ants,” Aji's joke.

“But, you ants! The pain is like being spotted by a tiger, you know?!” Although Jevran's pain is still very pronounced, but he can still scold his friend who made him rise in blood in the atmosphere is still morning like this.

“Lebay is so human. The important thing is that the pain is not the same as the dinosaur T-rex, the other side is sorted by the same nerves, Mr. Richard, will not make you modar.”

“Dinosaurs were extinct before humans were created, Semprul! Here, lo! You don't know how the pain is. Just try if you put me in my position, elo surely there will also be yelling but yelling like a girl again raped!” garang Jevran's.

“Woy!!” lala and Rena squealed together with their eyes glared when they heard Jevran's words of origin ceplos.

“Lo's eyes, Shaiton!! For a long time it was my mouth tampol with the butt of the pot in the kitchen! Let lambe lo twins items charcoal cake!” sulut Aji did not accept.

Rena shook her head as soon as Stress heard the debate between Jevran and Aji, then the girl decided to turn to look at Mr. Richard who looks focused on massaging the nerve muscles of his left hand nang stiff due to sparks from the venom of a vicious snake astral beast. There was even a dim blue light all over his right hand.

“Pak Richard?”

The middle-aged man, wearing a short-sleeved shirt, turned to look at the young teenager who was sitting in a gang on a long sofa chair. “Yes, Rena? What's up?”

“Has these bloody and out of reason tragedies happened so many times? Sorry, sir just hitchhiked to ask.”

Mr. Richard nodded. “Iya, Son. It has happened over and over again and I would love for this Ghosmara villa to be closed and never to be reopened. Because this famous villa is already famous in social media and much loved by young people like you.”

“While the one who bought the land, designed it, and built it is Mr Richard? Or anyone else who owns this haunted villa building?” ask Lala.

“Iya, Lala. This villa building is owned by another manager, and the manager is one of my little friends. And I am just as a keeper and manager of Ghosmara villa to welcome the arrival of tourists who want to rent and vacation in this place.”

“Entah when I will immediately contact my manager to talk slowly about the condition of this villa building to be closed as soon as possible. I don't want any more victims.”

“This may impact factors from the famous mystical city of Bandung, sir. I have an older cousin who lives in this area of the city, and a lot of my cousins tell me about the awesomeness throughout the interior of Bandung. Ranging from hotels, apartments, boarding, forests, toll roads, school buildings, company offices, hospitals, and including villas.”

“Iye, but you don't believe in ghosts, do you? I just want to lo.”

Jevran's eyes glared sharply with perfect looking at the face of the recenya Aji who asked to be slapped using slipper slippers. “Heh! There's Richard, Bego! Play original loading and unloading my personal criteria aja!”

“Hahahaha! Already, it's okay. I understand, really. You just relax with me.”

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The handsome young man who was lying weakly on the bed with a thick blanket of peanut chocolate that warmed his body, there was still no sign if he would regain consciousness.

Sunlight in the morning, entering the window and highlighting half the pale face of Angga. In the room, he was accompanied faithfully by his two best friends and so was his lover.

“When, the hell did you build it?” lethargic Freya asked excitedly with both palms storing each other's soft palms Angga to hold it dear.

“Kok squirms the condition of Angga like this, I so no appetite, yes?”

Reyhan, who was standing next to her Tomboy female best friend, stared at Jova's grim face. “Always Angga shit until you say so?”

“Etdah, not so the concept, Kunyuk! Really, really, this is a guy's brain!” sebal Jova while stabbing Reyhan's head.

“Akh! Pain ...” easy Reyhan by holding his head that feels painful due to the sassy hands of Jova.

The indigo man with a sharp nose, began to be able to catch some sounds around him to the hearing in his pair of ears. Weakly, Angga's left hand was raised to touch his head which was painful even though both eyes had not been opened.

Freya who saw it, was surprised by the happy look of her lover who had been conscious. “Magazine ..”

Not only does Freya know, but also Jova and Reyhan. Moreover, those who were standing behind him Freya, began to advance a step nimble then squat on the side of the mattress Angga.

“Angga?! You're sober, Bro?!” sumringah Reyhan holding one of his best friend's legs covered with a blanket thick.

Angga removed his hands from his head and lowered them slowly to place them in the soft and comfortable bed. Then his eyes opened weakly, after which he turned his head towards the source of the familiar-sounding voice in his hearing.

“Gue, not dead ..?”

Jova who heard that, was surprised by the reflex stroked the blanket in which there was a pair of long legs of her boyfriend. “What are you talking about, Ngga? Yeah not yet, lah. You're still alive in the world, haven't left us all.”

Angga just kept silent and turned his head in a straight forward. Now his eyes stared blankly at the ceiling of the wall. Both eyes of hers are also still clearly visible.

“Now that you race, what?” ask Jova slowly to Angga.

“As usual ..”

Jova scrunched up her eel. “As usual? His head hurts?”

Angga just nodded his head expressionlessly and did not even look at his best friend's face at all.

“Ngga, now you are safe. We have all returned from the forest and the castle, now we are in Ghosmara villa,” Reyhan said.

“Iya, already know ..”

Freya's smile became lost after as if she felt her lover's nature spinning like a character she did not want. What happened to Angga?

“Angga? You why?” asked Freya without letting go of her grasp.

Angga turned his head and gave a trouser to Freya who seemed to worry about him while throwing her smile. “I'm okay, kok ..”

“Do not scare me, Ngga!” reyhan protested with a whining voice.

Angga turned to look at Reyhan. “What's wrong with me? Don't worry too much about me like that, like to be left dead.”

“Good morning, Angga.”

Angga turned his head to the doorway of his room as well as others. It looks like Mr. Richard has greeted him kindly with a tray of warm porridge and a glass of water in it. He then continued to approach the four young people who noticed him.

“At last you've regained consciousness, how are you doing now? Already better? Or do you have complaints of pain in your body?” ask Mr. Richard while putting a tray on the nightstand next to the mattress.

After placing it correctly, Mr. Richard turned his head towards Angga while facing his body crosswise over to the young teenage boy of the sixth sense. Instead of immediately answering from his question, he even stared intensely at the narrowed eyes.

‘It looks like this kid is racking his brain at a time when I was hypnotized,’ inner Mr. Richard.

With a thin force, Angga roused himself from the bed into a sitting position. The handsome man of the Indigo power continued to stare at the middle-aged man standing to his left, until he felt his head back which suddenly the pain attacked, until he felt his back, and there the body of Angga as drawn by time. He was shown again an old man, a little mustachioed, had black hair in the style of a pussy model, dressed in a short shirt in front of the villa Ghosmara at midnight.

There are a bunch of teenagers who are the same age, who else if not lovers, two friends, four friends? Yes, Angga's body is indeed drawn to the past that he has experienced before. Short duration of its dimensions, Angga stared at the highlight of the pair of eyes of Mr. Richard whose aura was very negative, he also saw there were two devil horns that were clearly blood red.

Angga, do you remember what happened in those days?

The Indigo youth instantly blinked his eyes as his body was pulled back to the present. His breathing was so stingy, his sweat slid from the forehead to seep into his temple, between the index finger and thumb of his right hand he was stuck on the forehead covered by his hair because his head was so felt like frowns.

“Angga, you're okay, right? How come up with this kind of warning? Wh why? You see anything?” freya asked in a gentle tone while wiping the thin sweat of her Beloved's heart using her smooth palms on the outside.

Angga did not respond to Freya's question which was somewhat worrying about her current condition, making Mr. Richard sigh with a smile.

“Angga, do you remember what happened back then?” he asked deliberately repeating the question where the body of the young man was drawn to the past.

Angga removed both fingers from his forehead, opened his eyes and then raised his head slowly towards Richard sir. He nodded with his face expressionless.

Mr. Richard smiled warmly with his shady face then sat on the edge of the mattress. “I know your body was pulled briefly into the past, you see my figure is different than it is now, right?”

“How can you know? Do you have an advantage that can know everything about it?” ask Angga.

“I have supernatural powers like you from birth. Then, is it true that you see my figure that is much different than this one?”

Angga turned slowly from his face with a weak nod. “Yes. A man who had a look in the eye with a negative aura and a pair of demonic horns on top of his head. I can still remember everything that happened that night.”

“It turns out I did not laugh wrongly, yes.”

Angga looked back at Richard's shady face. “Meanour?”

“A man who greeted and greeted you eight times almost midnight that came to the building area of villa Ghosmara, it was me. But in my state being hypnotized by an invisible wind-direction object.”

Angga just nodded his head. This man was indeed very quiet and did not talk much, different from the others.

“Angga, not that time you already do not remember what happened with you?” freya asked confused.

“Maybe I have to see this father figure again for my memory to return. I told you, right? My memory power is now weakened unlike before the events that left my body lying in the hospital for two months.”

Mr. Richard patted the limp shoulder of the Indigo teenager while still engraving his cheeky smile. “For now, you are safe. Your soul is still saved from the attack of black magic possessed by the Indigo power-hijacking creature.”

“And you and others, have returned in the villa building. Your adventure to find the exit point has ended, and you are also very good at tricking it into ending it.”

“So the Father who saved my life? Then, thank you very much.”

“Iya. Equally, Angga. I am also very grateful and relieved to have managed to attract black magic that almost wants to spread throughout the important organs in your body, especially the heart organ. If I am late, your life could end in this place.”

This time Angga reviewed his thin smile on him by nodding his head slowly. But he could not calm down, because his bad premonition continued to burn in the mind of his brain. Feeling no good is more deadly for him.

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There are two lovers are in one of the rooms which is exactly in the main number is no 001, freya's left hand appears to be propping the bowl while her right hand scoops up the delicious and warm porridge to feed to the silent back Angga, noiseless, the handsome man's gaze looked straight not paying attention to the pure light activity of Freya who was taking care of him.

“Ayo Ngga, at first eat the porridge.” Freya lifted an aluminum spoon that had contained a portion of the food according to its size.

Angga shook his head without turning his head in the direction of his beautiful girl. Seeing the reaction of her lover who refused her bribe, Freya was gloomy-faced.

“Lho, what is it? You must eat to heal quickly. Here, I'm a bribe. Let's open his mouth,” Freya's soft pinta.

“Don't force me, Frey. I now no longer have the appetite to eat,” denied Anga while removing Freya's hand from the side of her face.

“Stay however you again have no appetite, you have to eat, Angga. In order for you to have energy, your strength is exhausted due to the tragedy under the castle ground. Eat, huh? Please ...” please Freya by rolling her eyes so that her man complies with her persuasion.

Angga sighed and then resigned to obey Freya's seduction. He opened his mouth to receive breakfast from his faithful lover in his room.

“Well! That, dong. How's it feel? It must be delicious, right?” freya asked as she saw Angga chewing on the porridge.

Angga somewhat tightened his pale lips while feeling the warm porridge that felt on his tongue. This made Freya shrink her forehead by tilting her head.

“Pahit,” short Angga after swallowing the results of his chewing.

Freya's eyes widened. “Lah? How can it be bitter? Though this porridge is not given the same medicinal spices Mr. Richard, you know.”

Then the beautiful girl Nirmala took the initiative to taste the taste of porridge that is still steaming in the bowl. As soon as he felt his tongue, it was inversely proportional from as Angga said.

“Not bitter, Ngga. It even tastes good, as if there is such savory. Wow, maybe this is a factor because you are sick again. The breadth of porridge that you rasain earlier tastes bitter.”

“I don't want to eat anymore. If according to the taste of your tongue the porridge you hold is savory, just eat it. My stomach is now completely nauseous,” complained Angga while holding his stomach.

“Mual, yes? Yasudah, this last bribe alone. After that drink keep sleeping, okay?” freya Pinta.

Angga nodded his head slowly then opened his mouth again to receive the last mouthful of porridge from the spoon held by Freya. After that, the girl placed the bowl on the nightstand and took a glass of warm tea.

“You got a straw, don't you?” hail Freya after lifting a warm tea glass for Angga.

“No need, this is it.”

“Yakin? If your lips blister, what? The sweet tea water is still hot, you know. Are you sure you are okay if you don't use a straw?”

Angga shook his head with a smile. “It won't be a problem, it's on my lips. I'm immune from hot drinks.”

Freya chuckled at the confident hearing of her Angga. “Heat alone is immune, how about a cold one, huh? Heheheh! If you want that, drink slowly. Don't be in a hurry later can choke.”

“Iya, Pretty. Very attention, anyway ..”

Freya who had handed her glass to her lover, put her lips on the words of Angga who was now smiling grinily looking at her sweet face. “If not attention, keep me what are you?”

“The Top Friends.”

Freya's eyes were rounded with a shocked heart. “Hah? Just friends? You want to go back like we used to? Which Is Only Soulmate?”

Angga snorted with lips etched in a smile. “No, coke. I'm just kidding .. I'm still your boyfriend, not your friend anymore or Soulmate.”

Freya pulls a Pseudo Angga jacket. “Ih! After the joke you were serious. Kan, I thought you were talking about what it is. Know tricked!”

“Too-fool like this, but it doesn't hurt your heart to love me, does it?”

Freya smiled diagonally and then pushed her left shoulder using her little energy. “What are you, anyway? Yes ... already! Cepet in drinking, gih. Entar later even so the swimming pool ants so sweet tea.”

“Iya, sweetness kayak you.”

Freya was getting jolted at the words of Angga who was holding back her laughter. “Udah, um the rubber! People are sick, too. I can still chat with his girlfriend.”

“Yes, dong. What, what the hell can't I do for you? Everything I can do, for you. Even serving you like a patient, I am also capable of.”

Freya rolled her eyeballs with a blushed face and the girl laughed at the mouthfuls of Angga for her. Yes, he knew his lover was trying to comfort his heart so that the anxiety and fear of Angga faded.

While staring at the doorway of the room that opened wide, Freya was surprised by the figure of one man and one woman who enjoyed the exciting conversation with Angga.

“Jova?! Reyhan's?! Why are you guys standing there? Where do you guys face kayak ngeselin, again!”

“Ehem-ehem! More delicious ae, his love for Angga for Freya! Surely Freya's soul and heart are flowering roses because of Angga, eaaaaa!” heboh Jova's.

“Uhuk!” Angga wiped the rest of his drinking water outside his mouth after coughing in shock to see the figure of his two friends standing on the doorstep of his room.

“You guys from there to eavesdrop on my chat with Freya?! Crazy, yes ..”

“Pepet, teros! Relax bae, Cuy. No one forbids you to make both of Freya, really. If anyone dares to disturb you guys, auto I brush abis-out!”

“Sok style,” cibir Angga.

Jova glued her palms to her chest so dramatically looking at Freya and Angga sitting together on the bed. “Duh, duh. Freya, wasn't that nyuapin the Angga, was it? Feel equally effective not, the hell if Freya is his dream wife Angga tomorrow? Anjaaaay!”

Angga shook his head and chose to sip his warm tea back instead of having to hear the more ravings of his Tomboy girl friend.

“Ih! What the hell are you guys, anyway?! It's gone there! Didn't you two have Richard breakfast on the ground floor? Porridge hunt that has been cooked with him cold!”

Angga pinched Freya's small cheeks with a handsome smile that brimmed perfectly on her pale face. “Don't be fierce ... later more beautiful.”

“Ngga!! If you have graduated from college later, Freya cepet lo lamar, yaaa! Don't date her, not good. Entar break up, again in the middle of the road!” reyhan shouted and then laughed crisply.

“Schive, lo! It's still a road, I think of the distance. Go there, lo! Take it too, Jova.”

Reyhan stopped his laughter. “Manally distance, Anjir? The four of us in a few weeks' time will move up to the twelfth grade, and that's where we've been thinking about where we're going tomorrow. Want to immediately find work, cake or further education in college first on campus. Very relaxed feeling alive, lu?”

“My life is indeed innate like to relax, not like your life is anything like panikan,” answered lightly Angga while again drinking his warm tea.

Reyhan's right shoulder, which was leaning against the side of the doorway, was straightened instantly with eyes glaring. “V-vangke ..”

“Buset, bye! Direct hit ulti (Ultimate), dong Reyhan same Angga! Aqakak! Yasudah, huh. The two of you continue to talk, we want to go out first to fill your stomach down. Started to rumble, yes. Kasian about worms in my stomach.”

“Heh, Sableng Sejagat Raya! I love keeping worms. That's your face like a worm, a hot worm!” ledek Reyhan's.

“Many lambe! Let's go down! The porridge hunt is cold, it certainly will not be good to eat. Cepetan, ah!” urge Jova while pulling the hood of the yellow olive Reyhan hoodie to take her to the dining room that is located under the floor.

“My best friend why, anyway? There are-there are only ways,” said Freya by shaking her head when she could no longer see the figure of her two friends who had walked to the left.

“Nothing else emang their brains,” Angga replied and then back drinking tea that almost run aground.

“Hahahaha! That, huh? You could have. Oh yeah, how was the porridge? Time not spent? Kan, Mubazir his name.”

Angga sighed and then lowered the top of the glass from the mouth then his hand stretched to take the bowl of porridge that still feels warm from the field of the food container.

“You just eat the porridge if you don't want Mubazir, I told you, this porridge you just eat. I am not hungry,” said Angga while thrusting his bowl he held.

“That's your reason, just say it because the porridge is bitter.”

Angga grunted softly. “Neither, Dear ..”

Freya receives a bowl proffered by her lover. “Hehe! Yeah, deh. I eat, huh? I also happen to not have breakfast. Let my porridge down at the same meal Jova. Jova, I like chicken porridge the most. Favorite, in fact!”

Angga chuckled as he gently rubbed the top of Freya's head. “Yes, I know."

Freya then began to enjoy her chicken porridge which should have been for Angga. The beautiful girl looked greedy and very lustful with her food that she was eating. While Angga continued to look at her beautiful face with a pushy look.

“Freya?”

Freya raised her face while she was busy chewing the delights of her porridge in her mouth. “Hm? Wh why? You want to ask?”

“No, I want to talk to you.”

“Please, dong. Why wear everything? Do you want to talk to me about something?” asked Freya with her cheerful face.

Angga brought her handsome face closer to Freya's pretty face, making the girl tense with an erratic heartbeat. Freya's beautiful eyes were fixed on her gaze Angga, then the man deviated his lips closer to the right ear of her heart.

“I love you.”

Freya's pink lips curl slightly when she hears Angga's shrill voice telling her love. Yes, even though it has been dating for a long time but still managed to make both cheeks Freya appear red blushing there, not only that but also the movement of the rhythm of his heart beat that spur great.

‘Basic! He can make me behave this way wrong. You're weird too, Frey. Your guy, he's been dating your ex. But do not know why, I love Angga there are different. More colorful, harmonious, and complete than I used to love Gerald. Is it true, am I with Angga mate forever? Aamiin, yes. I wish we were like that.’

Angga who heard the inner voice of Freya's recess, his heart was slashed by a dagger. Didn't expect her lover would say that in the depths of her little heart. Stupid forever? Yes, Angga was also very hopeful, but he could not get rid of his bad premonition that would harm his life. A speck of tears fell onto the handsome man's cheek and was immediately wiped short before Freya knew it.

“Angga?”

“Ya?”

Freya gave her beautiful smile. “I just want to answer ... I love you too.”

Angga smiled warmly and then stroked the white cheeks of the explicit smooth Freya with his affection.

‘Freya, I also want to be with you forever. I love you and love you, there is no woman as good and as good as you. But I can't get rid of all the bad feelings that will wreak havoc on me. I can't prevent or resist God's destiny. Maybe for you guys it'll hurt when I leave. If this is going to happen, please forgive me ..’

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Tomorrow. The nine teenagers appear to have dressed differently and neatly while carrying their back bags on the main floor of the villa Ghosmara. Yes, they will return to the city of Jakarta after getting obstacles and terrible tragedies that are quite life-threatening.

Reyhan who was wearing a cool hoodie suit in mocca brown, saw Angga who was sitting weakly on the long sofa chair. The condition of his two fingers stuck to his forehead which was covered by his black hair.

Reyhan sat down next to his best friend after walking up to him. “Ngga, lo okay? Must be still hurt, huh?”

“It's common.”

Anxious Reyhan, touching Angga's right limp shoulder from behind. “What do you want to do again here first? Only tomorrow we return to the city of Jakarta.”

Angga removed both fingers then lowered his right hand and raised a pale face towards Reyhan. “No need. Our obstacle is done, so why stay in this villa place?”

“I-iya too, anyway. But what is the same condition like this? Can you go home with a sad state like gini?”

Angga laughed softly. “Lo is Bego or Begoin? Elo, the one driving the car, not me. So yes definitely know, it will be safe under control.”

Reyhan immediately patted his head hard. “Oh, gilak! I forget. I'm the one who brought the car! Hahaha!”

Angga half-boys Reyhan's head whose laughter is tight. “Big, lo. Still young but already senile like the elderly.”

“Hehehe! Sorry-sorry. Yasudah yok, we're out. Tuh, many have been waiting there,” invite Reyhan excited while pulling the hand of Angga to leave in the villa building.

“Bro! Want me to bring it, not your bag? Your cake has difficulty tile nentengnya.”

“No need, I can.”

The two young men with a slender face and a handsome 12:12, have now come out of Ghosmara's villa and will go to Reyhan's gray Xenia car. But when he was about to approach his best friend's car to open the door of the car next to the steering door, Angga's limp left hand pulled by Mr. Richard suddenly.

He put his mouth close to the boy's ear to whisper something that seemed elementary.

“Be careful and beware, there will be danger of doom that will soon harm you fatally. The one who holds a great grudge in your heart, is now trying to target you to end your life.”

Angga just kept quiet with a flat face. A man who holds a great grudge in his heart? Yes, Angga knows who that figure is.

‘I've guessed.’

INDIGO To Be Continued ›››