Indigos

meet

"It's easy to choose, though,

Between twilights that leave you in the dark say hello,

Or the dawn that always welcomes when you open your eyes."

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Jean was still silent with her forehead wrinkled and lips pursed.

In front of him, there was Kaisha who was negotiating with the other three young men who supported the vocalist's speech.

"Said the doctor, I got strep throat. If I'm forced to sing, my vocal cords are at stake" Kaisha said.

"Initial intention, Kaisha even wanted to leave the band because she said she preferred the PMR activities, but Ina did not feel guilty because she knew Kaisha had the potential" Aris continued.

"Tsunami times ah, potentially."

Jean pretends to look at the window when everyone turns to hear her original speech.

"Why did you finally choose Jean to change the vocalist position?"

"You know, where it wasn't the same person," circus Jean.

Rega patted his forehead half depressed.

"So long ago Rega said, Jean had a good voice," Nino replied casually.

Rega glanced while gulping his saliva slowly. Jean looked at him as if the next second the laser would penetrate Rega's body.

"Wait a minute, wait, wait," said Jean glancing at Rega.

Wait back and forth to your desk class I burn the same people, continued Jean in my heart.

Krishna turned to look at Jean, "So your decision? Agreed?"

"Agree anyway. But suddenly the angkot driver who often rode deket alley back home a month, there is no other vehicle to make it to school" said Jean lightly.

Obviously he has nothing to lose.

Five people in the room breathed. Understand the meaning of the shrouded aka shrimp behind the rock from the girl.

"One of you'll be picking up for the whole month" answered Krisna.

"Suddenly, I want to buy a novel. I forgot to bring money. How ya?"

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The bell came home screaming all over the school, but his voice was outplayed by the boisterous noise of the students jostling out the classroom doors.

Jean stepped out of the classroom leisurely, her legs clad in a deep blue converse then stopped as her eyes caught a figure standing leaning against the side wall of class X IPS 4.

"Lo gapain?"

"You go home, as agreed."

The girl furrowed her brows, "Lo isn't a member of the band, why are you the one who brought me in?"

"They are busy" the young man replied, none other than Krishna.

"Where's your house?" krisna asked when the red light seemed to light up and the surrounding vehicles stopped.

"Below the sky above the ground" Jean replied, confirming the helmet's position.

"Figure dong?"

Jean slapped quite hard on Krishna's back before replying, "Thanks in front of the left turn, straight on."

When the lights returned to show green, Krisna drove his Kawasaki Ninja bike to follow Jean's direction until the two arrived in front of a house that Krisna initially thought was a dormitory.

But seeing the writing on the wall beside the gate, Krishna changed the question.

"Lo lives in the boarding house?"

Jean took off the helmet, "Yes, why?"

Krishna shook his head, "It's okay."

The girl in front of him nodded indifferently, "You want to stop by?"

"No, I'm in a hurry."

"Hm, be careful on the road. Thanks for the ride."

Krisna nodded with a faint smile, the black motor then darted away leaving Jean who started to enter the boarding area.

"Je!"

Jean looked up, and she saw Qia. The young man from Bangka Belitung who had been working came out to him on the terrace.

"He's here again" Qia said.

Jean sighed, "It's weird, isn't it?"

Qia shook her head, "Not really."

"Yaudah, if the dateng again consider aja brother does not squirm. I'm going in first yeah, sultry."

Qia nodded.

Jean dragged her old blue bag and slammed it into the bed, followed by her lying body staring at the plain ceiling.

Unknowingly, his eyes closed.

Delivering to the subconscious, where everything can happen according to personal desires.

Jean lulled.

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Aloo, is anyone still waiting for this story?

For those who want to bother voting and comment Indigo, thanks :) because it makes me always smile every time I see the notification.

By the way, call Author 'Kim. Don't 'Au' let alone 'Thor'.

That's it, keep waiting for Jean with all her absurdities huh ....