Indigos

A curious spirit

In the car Reyhan just silently staring at the view of the city of Jakarta which is quite different from what he saw before, like there is a building something that has been renovated and some are decorated to be interesting. Maybe the planning of the development since the man was still lying Koma in Wijaya Hospital.

4 months he slept long in the ICU room, now when he woke up and freed from the hospital, the young man was presented with a beautiful view that he had not seen before. Simply make Reyhan amazed over the renovated building, such as cafes, restaurants, and others.

“Don't dream, Rey. Jin entry, Papa does not want responsibility yes.” Farhan opened his voice in the position of the middle-aged man driving a car.

“Ngaco, time! Who is dreaming too! Just look at the building of the city of doang, kok!”

“Lah? Do you insist on the Papa?! Do you like to make it clear that there are girls who want to date you? Friendly, but free if the inn is loud. Hahahaha!”

“Still mending, is Papa? It used to be anything like brawl, already like a gangster!” counterattack his only son.

Farhan looked back a little. “Not his mouth! Papa doesn't like brawls, you know! You also like jotos-jotosan, at school you must often be a subscription to the BK room, is it because you like to play baku hantam?!”

“Ngawur! Exemplary student of Reyhan gini kayak, may never enter the BK.” room

“Heleh, time?” the father's lips are trying to provoke Reyhan's emotions.

“Jeez Reyhan, Papa! Why are you guys making a fuss, huh? Papa too, the feeling from earlier wanted to provoke his son's emotions continue. Stop berantemnya, want to get home also so fight.”

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After traveling to the Kristal complex and arriving home, Reyhan is now sitting on a soft mattress in his room that has long been left for months. There, the young man could do nothing but stay in the room. Walking is still not possible once. But he is sure, by taking prescription drugs that the doctor who was given yesterday afternoon by the nurse, he will definitely recover quickly.

For now, Reyhan can only lament the fate that tails him like this. Now the man was thinking what he wanted to do. Watching movies on his phone seems like a good idea to eliminate boredom.

Soon he rogoh pocket his jeans front pants to take out the mobile phone, then start looking for recommendations for the best genre film that became his favorite. But apparently, everything is a genre of Horror. From the video clip it looks interesting but not for Reyhan. Reyhan scrolls down to find other movies. A thriller? Pretty good, Reyhan will push it to watch a full movie of one of the Thriller genres that he found.

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Galaxy Admara - Sports Field

All of Mr. Robby's students are resting after exercise. But when Mr. Robby will collect some kind of ball that is lying on the grass green, Mr. Robby accidentally saw the forehead of the central part of Jova that looks grayish blue.

“Jova, that's why you? How could it be??” ask Mr. Robby a little hard.

All of his students held laughter except Angga especially Jova. Jova felt very embarrassed, unfortunately he did not have a bangs to cover his forehead, stupid again this morning the girl did not cover her eel using full powder so as not to materialize the hit of the power pole. Jova turned Angga to the back who was sitting alone under the stands, the handsome young man seemed to calmly drink a bottle of water he brought from home.

Jova looked forward with an annoyed face then looked at Mr. Robby while pointing at Angga. “One of Angga, Sir! Because the guy is my idol so not aesthetic anymore!”

Angga who caught Jova's voice in her sharp hearing, immediately lowered her Tupperware drinking bottle while staring confusedly at Jova who suddenly blamed her. “Why me?”

The tomboyish girl snorted by looking back to stare at Angga again. “Yes you, anyway! What made me jump the power pole, was you! Not satan!”

Angga sighed with a face resigned to the overflowing regret of Jova, he chose to shut the lid of his drinking bottle. Rather than the end of it later so there is a debate between him and his female friend, Angga decided to keep quiet relented.

“Buset! You sucked the power pole?! Hahahaha, how come, Va? Find it if the road looks around. Then, why are you even turning on Angga? Is your best friend wrong?”

“Iya dong, Sir! The wrong goose. Buyer screwing people's work!” sembur Jova looked at the nyalang Angga who was only considered Angga's breath.

“Why silence?!” asked Jova still bitterly while folding both hands on the chest.

“Then how should I? Nothing important either.”

“What?! Argha! Long time riding blood, I if this is how to ngadepin a cold guy over ice cubes like you!”

“Serah.”

Freya who was looking at Angga from afar, shook her head slowly a few times with a mesem. The feeling of yesterday's time on Sunday the attitude of his little friend was not like today. But now it's back to the original again, sometimes Freya does not understand the way Angga's mind is like what it really is.

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Crystal Complex - Reyhan Room

In the afternoon the sky was twilight and Reyhan was so tired that he was still enjoying his sleep. Until one voice came open the door from his room, a tomboy girl peeked at his friend's room that the master was apparently comfortable in his sleep.

The first Jova went into the nursery on her tiptoes, while the last Angga went into her best friend's room and closed the door and stepped closer to Reyhan's bed.

“Uluh reed, the Kunyuk again enjoy sleep turns out. Very sad life,” said Jova by shaking her head.

“What are you talking about, anyway? Reyhan is still sick, yes this time he sleeps. Don't like you from earlier ngajak mulu storm same Angga, until you invite the mouth war so dizzy.” Freya protests against Jova and leads to Angga who does not know since when the man was already outside the balcony of Reyhan's room.

“Sukurin dizzy! Who's wrong to make me sprain?!” Jova approached several collections of Reyhan hats along with a collection of types of masks. Freya who got her response Jova like that just sighed, the innocent girl chose to sit on the edge of her friendly friend's mattress.

Angga himself whose body position is facing the back just snorted without caring about Jova's speech still scolded him. Until 4 minutes Angga stood there, the quiet young man was greeted by Jevran who was taking something outside the balcony of his room. Angga replied with quite a nod of his head and after that with his typical smile, Jevran went back inside his room.

Reyhan who began to wake up, opened his eyes in the position of himself lying on a mattress. Rubbing his eyes and looking ahead. Shocked half to death when he faced a creepy face full of blood spots adorning the shattered face. “Waaaa!! Oh, God, Robbi! Allah Akbar! What is O Allah?! Just woke up from a bobok, Suddenly there was a blurry face in front of Hambaaaa!!”

The frightened Reyhan immediately looked down on his handsome face with the bolster on his left. Close it so he can't see it. Angga who was outside was surprised by Reyhan's scream, the Indigo man then turned around to enter his best friend's room to check what was with his best friend to scream.

Jova and Freya gawked at the shocked expression Reyhan added. Freya snorted in annoyance and looked at Jova who was wearing Reyhan's Horror mask. “How-ever you! Take off the mask, keep apologizing to Reyhan!”

“Come on, I didn't accidentally!” Jova scowled while removing her mask from the face. Patting Reyhan's waist to call out to him. “Rey, just a doang mask, times. No demit in your room.”

Reyhan immediately put away his roll from the face and waved his head forward to look at Jova with his frightened face still. “T-mask?! Jeez kirain scourge!”

Reyhan woke up his body to sit up. “Why do you ngagetin I use all masks?! Good thing my heart is still safe, if not. Die to me!”

“Eh can't say that! Jova was just a prank on your ghost mask, Rey. It just so happens that you wake up, hehehehe.”

“Sorry, ye hehehehe. How astonished am I, when the mask itself is afraid? This is yours, Nyuk.”

“Tau! But, right .. I just woke up, yes definitely shocked, lah! Sori, I'm now easy kagetan.” Reyhan only realized his two best friends were still wearing the OSIS uniform on Monday which should have been wearing alma mater suits. “By the way you guys got home from school, huh?”

Freya nodded her head with her beautiful sweet smile. “Iya, Rey. So the chance of the three of us looking at you first at home.”

“Bertiga to here? Then three, is the Angga?”

“That's just another look at the photos on the wall.” Jova points to Angga for Reyhan, while Freya gets up from Reyhan's bed and comes to her little friend who seems focused on looking at one of Reyhan's picture frames.

Next to the picture frame Reyhan and his three friends who wear the free pose style, there is a picture frame that makes the brain of Angga twisted right then and there. A cute white-faced little girl who was happy on Reyhan's back like the girl was boarding an airplane, her cheerful smile the more Angga focused on the picture.

“Why, Ngga?” ask Freya who was beside him.

Reyhan, who was talking to Jova, turned his head towards Freya, whose innocent friend was staring at her face. “Oh, that's my cousin's sister. Not the bladder, hahahaha!”

“I know dong, you are here only child like me Angga.” Freya walked over to Reyhan's bed followed by Angga from behind. The girl sat back on the edge of the bed looking at Reyhan's adorable little cousin.

“If you want to know what her name is, my cousin's sister's name is Dania Anggita Sabrina. Her call is Dania, she is still seven years old first class SD.”

Freya handed the picture frame she held to Angga who had been staring at her, Angga accepted it and looked at her because he felt he had seen this adorable little girl who was apparently his cousin Reyhan's sister. “Where is the school, Nyuk?”

Reyhan responded to Jova's question, “SD Bakti Siswa. Sometimes if there is free time on Saturday, I pick up Dania and keep playing here while coming home from school. Do you know SD Bakti Siswa?”

‘Student Service? Turns out his cousin's sister went to school there, the place of Hell was ..’ Inner Angga with a lethargic face, he certainly remembered the elementary school. That is the place where Angga to have a gloomy past that until now is still remembered in the memory of his brain.

Angga touched Dania's face in the photo image coated with glass. ‘Gue's seen this little boy, but I don't want to see where I see him. From his full name I also felt ever denger.’

“Eh lo why, Ngga? Don't tell me you've seen my cousin,” guess Reyhan with a laugh.

“Gue made dejavu with your cousin's sister whose name is Dania. I've been squirming, but I don't remember where I saw him.”

“Eh?! So you ever see Dania? But you yourself don't want to see where? Well it's bad your brain ngga, hahahahaha!”

“Eh, Nyuk. SD Bakti Siswa is the deket SMP Erlangga, the school of the three of us who were now occupied by Adekku Nova studying. Yes no, anyway??”

“Yoy. Although Dania is just my cousin, but she's really good because she's got good friends. Eh but if it's not wrong, Dania once talked to me if in the sixth grade there used to be bullied. Ck, it's so bad! First it was SD no bully case times, yes?”

The angga who was listening to it instantly lowered his head with a face full of suffering. Maybe what Dania meant that the little girl was talking to Reyhan was the case about her when Angga was treated as evil as that long time ago. Still Angga clearly remembered how they blasphemed him and who certainly wanted him to disappear from the elementary school called Bakti Siswa.

Cacian maki, the physical violence of the body that became battered there is still a shadow that is in the mind of Angga. Angga is not afraid to fight them, but he does not want to extend the big problem especially if the link is already on to his parents. Angga did not want to bother Agra and Andrana at all, with himself silent It was better than fighting for Angga himself.

Remembering this made Angga's head become again painful until the handsome man held his head with both hands while the picture frame he had placed next to him.

“Eh you guys! Don't talk about it in front of Angga, dong! Appreciate the feeling of Angga, did you two forget, if that was the elementary school that used to be the Angga??”

“Buset by! I forgot that was Angga's school first! Uh jerk off, that's Angga why?! How come you're holding the head??”

‘Dead me! Must be the SD problem with that bullying. Bego, you're Rey! Pake by the way, so keinget again definitely.’

“Angga? You why?” freya asked gently by tilting her head to look at Angga's face.

“I'm fine, just dizzy aja.”

“Pusing?! That must be because of it, huh?!” Angga straightened his body, his head and removed his hands from his head and looked at Freya who was anxious. “Not, kok.”

“Not lie! The two of them said that you instantly like this, kok!”

Angga closed his eyes and reopened them. The spiritless-faced man looked at Reyhan. “Rey, I'm back.”

Angga stood up from Reyhan's bed and took his backpack and put it on his left shoulder. The man left Reyhan's room without saying another word to his three best friends.

Below Angga looks like he is bidding home to Farhan and Jihan. “Om, Aunt Angga go home first, yes.”

“Lho, really want to go home?? Not with his best friend?” ask Farhan.

“No, Om. Angga wants to go home by himself.”

After linking hands to Reyhan's parents in turn, Angga leaves. Open the door and leave Reyhan's house. Jihan and Farhan watching Angga have a gaping mouth.

“Pa, Angga why? Is that his face? Though it was not like that, loh.”

“Ndon't know, Ma. Maybe Angga has another problem.”

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Instead of going home, but Angga stopped by the Gem complex park to calm his mind for a moment there. The place has been deserted because soon the Maghrib will come. On the garden chair, Angga exhaled his tired breath by closing his eyes.

Flashback On To The Past

In the Corridor of the Bakti Siswa Elementary School, Angga who wore his red and white uniform was pushed hard by one of the classes with him, class VI, until he fell hard on the floor. His stomach was trampled tightly by him and the others kicked the other Angga's limbs.

The sound of the blow he received was so terrible. It is very sick but can Angga bear. He just kept silent not retaliating until the person who trampled on the stomach of Angga until his dirty white uniform felt astonished by him.

“Heh people are not sane! You should just die, why use life all if you are here just bother us doang!”

“...”

“Don't get them mute!!”

BUGH !!!

He made Gogga's face until one corner of his lips bled. “You guys why take care of people's lives? If you don't like me, stay away!!”

“Cih, can you talk?!” A 12-year-old boy like Angga, pulling the collar of Angga's uniform makes his body taut upwards. Sadistically, the student threw Angga's body behind him.

BRUGH !!!

“AAKKHH!!” Angga screamed in pain as his left hand hit hard on the floor as if his bones were about to break. The man held his hand with a whimpering voice.

The one who attacked Angga had now approached him and stepped on Angga's shin saying, “Humans are useless! How can the principal accept this mentally ill student like you?! Ahahaha! Never expect you to be comfortable in this school, little boy!”

The man left Angga alone lying limp on the floor just like that with his friends who helped bully him. Angga slowly raised his body and saw the condition of his legs. Bruises. His right hand stretched out to touch the part of his leg that looked bruised.

The 12-year-old man was really like being in a school building full of inner torture for him. Life day becomes not calm because of this, but what can Angga make? He had already gone to school in Hell Elementary School.

Flashback Off The Past

Angga clenched his palms on his thighs, his head back down with his eyes firmly. There were words of regret in the recesses of his heart, but regret was too late. It may be his destiny to have a past that he is hard to forget. Does Angga have to experience Amnesia first so that the past is not able to remember him anymore?

“Gue wants the past to be wasted.”

Angga's words were accompanied by a breeze late in the afternoon ahead of the Maghrib. The day was about to start late in the evening, but the young man who liked to be alone still wanted to try to calm his mind in this quiet garden. Forgetting the past is sometimes not easy, especially if it's up in the memory of Anggara Vincent Kavindra's brain.

Indigo To Be Continued ›››