Indigos
Ivan
The night wind blew into the window of the balcony that had not closed, and it looks handsome young man was singing along with the guitar with a clever play movement. The man's eyes deliberately closed to live the tune. Angga has not played guitar for a long time and even trained his voice vocals are often said to be conventional and the distinctive talent of sound that is so melodious and comfortable to hear.
♫ At night, when the stars light up my room
I sit by myself
Talking to the moon
Trying to get to you
In hopes you're on the other side talking to me too
Or am I a fool who sits alone talking to the moon? ♫
Angga stopped his singing along with his black guitar chant. Snorting bitterly because the quiet activity is disturbed by two figures who are clapping their hands to hear the voice of the Permata vocalist, but not the vocalist artist as well.
Angga opened his eyes and stared pensively at Dusk as well as Cahya. “Bravo, Ngga! Your voice is so good, my God! I feel like I'm singing at home in my room again!”
Angga sighed by shaking his head, for him the praise from Dusk was excessive and now take turns was the Cahya who expressed his good comments. “Anjir! For what sake, my voice even lost to your voice! It turns out pendiem like this can sing the same guitar, ye!”
“Lanjutin again dong!” the compact exclamation of Cahya and Dusk asked Angga to continue his singing that had stopped because of the arrival of two positive spirits like them.
Instead of obeying the desires of the figure of the subtle male and female creature, Angga instead rose from his plain carpet. “Police!”
Cahya hissed because she heard the high tone of the Indigo man, while Dusk puffed his cheeks because he was very upset with Angga for his attitude. On the other hand, Angga put his guitar next to his wardrobe and he positioned the melodic instrument to be upright leaning on the side of his closet.
Angga sat back on his carpet and drank his own warm tea while leaning his back a little sore, lucky that the Matematian PR had been done correctly and precisely. So at this hour Angga can relax and enjoy the breeze of the night. The young man accidentally did not close the window of his room, but at a later time before going to bed, he will close his window with the curtains that exist.
Angga put a glass cup containing tea on the carpet he sat on. Dusk shifts its place to approach the cute human. “Angga?”
“Ya.”
“I wonder with you, why until now you have not been able to remember the moments when you were a spirit at that time. Is that like a dream, huh? It's hard for you to remember.”
Angga exhaled. “Roh and raga it's position is different or the dimensions of nature are different. Automatically it's also a thing like that it's already some kind of dream flower. Wandering or even lost because I do not know where the body is, if I like me .. I don't know, maybe I feel like I'm dreaming.”
“It's just that you keep forcing me to remember all that when I was a spirit. I can't do anything around me either. The point is that I know consciously stepped on two months when I woke up from Koma.”
Cahya who heard carefully to understand, the young spirit also only found out that Angga had experienced Koma for up to 2 months. The twilight at that moment also nodded his head understanding the clear and detailed explanation of Angga.
“By the way, apparently you can talk long, yes.” He nodded at that man.
“Gue just wanted to explain it so Dusk understand why I have trouble remembering that memory.”
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Crystal Complex
In the room precisely at the study table, Reyhan was busy working on a Mathematics PR that had not been spread out. Less than ten more numbers even though Reyhan was having trouble counting it. For some reason after the post-Coma, this man who is lazy to deal with his mathematics becomes diligent and does not want to be helped by anyone including Angga who is great in counting lessons because of the existence of an intelligent brain in logic.
Reyhan touched the base of his nose whose head felt dizzy. Reyhan closed his eyes for a while until a faint voice emerged from Angga about earlier in the UKS room.
The Flashback
“Lo's weakness has actually been measured the same Arseno, even just one spirit it hope, you die. In order to wreak his great vengeance, the target he was after had to feel death like his body.”
“Gue has promised myself that I will not let you die at the hands of Arseno because of his various actions on you. Even if my life is a victim, I don't care. Importantly your soul is still safe in the world.”
Flashback Off
Reyhan opened his eyes again and started tapping his desk using his ballpoint pen. “Why is he talking like that? Is Angga not wrong to say? Just the real one! I actually do not agree Angga ngelakuin it for the sake of protecting his best friend. Like I ..”
The base of the nose that Reyhan was holding switched himself rubbing his face with his palm. Hand friendly man who is still suffering, began the move to doodle his small note book to calculate such as doing porogapit help and other ways so that who knows make it easier for him to find the right answer.
“Goblock I really about Mathematics! Where the answer is nothing suitable in multiple choice, again!” rengek Reyhan was upset at the very narrow path of his brain.
Suddenly as Reyhan monologues himself to vent his mumet, his room light bulb dies without anyone doing it. The man who was doing his job immediately clucked by raising his face upwards.
“Again is the problem! What's the light off?” Reyhan lazily moved out of his chair and stepped towards the door to check outside.
Cklek !
Reyhan frowned because it turned out that outside the room was bright with lights, the young man decided to rewind his steps while holding the doorknob and then closed it again. At the same time close the room door, the lights turn on. Until one name appears in the mind of Reyhan's brain. 'Arsenu'.
Does Reyhan have to prepare his physical mentality if he begins to be injured in various ways by invisible beings who have negative energy?
Reyhan slowly removed his grip from the doorknob and then turned his body around to continue working on PR duties, although a sense of tension began to envelop the brown-haired man. Now that Reyhan had been sitting in his chair again, his hands moved to pick up the ballpoint pen and carry out his heavy night.
Although Reyhan's brain works to complete his math task, his eyeballs are wary if there are strange events around his room. Hoping that everything would still be fine, Reyhan now caught a voice from his wardrobe far behind him. Sounds like a closet door opened by someone, but Reyhan sure not the wind or humans who open it, but a ghostly figure who is still faithfully terrorizing him.
Not yet looking back, Reyhan's heartbeat pounded so fast let alone his cold sweat began to come to wet the left forehead and seep up to the temples of the eyes. In a slow motion, Reyhan encouraged his soul to turn his head and body into his wardrobe.
Although he was always seen by the figure, but it still made Reyhan shocked not playing. Staring at Arseno who came out of her wardrobe. Reyhan's breathing was up and down the marathon, his hand was holding his notebook paper he accidentally cremated, his eyes were wide as perfect as well as his eyes sticking out.
“Hai, good night, timid man.”
Reyhan shook his head strongly with not a face of wrath but a look of fear. “J-don't! Don't bother me again!”
Arseno who asked for such a plea just tilted her head to the left. “Huahahaha!! What did you say just now? 'Don't bother me anymore'? Don't you think I'll obey your request! And don't dream your life is safe in this world.”
Arseno launched her action to make the human body float in the air, the ballpoint pen that Reyhan held loose as he was made to float by the negative spirit. Arseno clasped her empty hand in a furious tone and the effect made Reyhan's neck feel shackled very tight.
Reyhan closed his eyes firmly with a slight groan of pain. Yes, the pain as usual but can make his life fly if too long strangled like this. The man tried to open his eyes and throw words to communicate with Arseno who was very happy to make himself tormented.
“S-sen! G-gue knows what you mean to me like this! A big d-buy on someone who killed lo w-time ago that you keep until now, you deliberately vent your big revenge to a human who is like me!”
Reyhan's breathing felt so tight because his words did not make Arseno release the strangulation from his neck. The desire to speak is very choked, but he must force himself to continue to communicate with the spirit is something important talk.
“Gue ngaku! I was wrong, I broke the rules that were there! But isn't that especially not my big mistake on lo?!” Reyhan then groaned back even his eyes frowned as the shackles were further tightened by Arseno.
“Akh! Just as long as you know! I want to dig d-and solve that death case that happened with lo, Sen!”
Arseno gnashed her teeth with mounting anger. “Cih, I won't believe you! YOU LIAR!!”
Arseno with fierce emotions threw Reyhan's body tight until it hit the wall next to his bedroom window. After that his body fell on the floor very hard to make Reyhan moan in pain where almost all of his limbs seemed to crumble even his head that had hit the floor made his gaze immediately blurry with a short time.
Reyhan tried to wake up his body lying on the floor, but what was his strength? It made his entire body suddenly weaken like there was no energy. In a clouded state of view, Reyhan was able to sense that Arseno was walking towards him with the sound of his high school shoes.
“Listen to me Reyhan, you are already weak! And you're trying to trick me with all your talk? Don't you think I can trust what you say!!”
Reyhan was unable to respond to the ghostly bass voice that sounded creepy to him. And now at the 5th second, Reyhan's eyes were closed along with his supine body. Arseno looked at the human body that had no movement at all even her face looked so pale as well as on her lips.
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Tok !
Tok !
Tok !
Tok !
“Reyhan! Hey, this clock is still closing the door?! Did you go to school today, Rey?! Reyhan!” call Farhan who is knocking on his son's door.
Farhan frowned. “Lah, locked turned out.”
Tok tok tok tok !!
“Reyhan!! It's Papa's voice going to splinter you screaming keep calling you! Want to go to school or not today?! Sail cake first, son!”
“REYHAN LATITUDE ELLVANO!!”
Jihan who was busy preparing breakfast was immediately shocked by the sound of her husband's scream who had called her son who had not yet opened the door. It was fortunate that the plates and glasses that the middle-aged woman was holding were not thrown up because she was so surprised.
On the other hand that was in the room, Reyhan who was long enough for his stupor slowly opened his eyes so weakly. His ears were very disturbed at the sound of the door from the outside. He did not immediately get up because his body still feels weak. It took him a few minutes to stand up and immediately opened the door of the room that last night Reyhan accidentally locked.
10 Minutes passed, Reyhan decided to stand up and step as quickly as possible with the state of the body. After successfully reaching the doorknob of the room, Reyhan exhaled. ‘Die me, surely papa will be angry big.’
Slowly Reyhan turned the key to the left then opened the door with slow movement. End the history of that man! Farhan's eyes were so sharp and seemed to want to scold him because dozens of times the knock he did not open. Reyhan, who was looked at like that by his father, displayed a bitter smile.
“M-sorry, Papa ..”
“Don't scold his son, Pa! It's still early in the morning!” cry Jihan from under the stairs.
“Ck, who wants to upset Reyhan?!” Farhan who looked back again turned his head forward right in front of Reyhan who silently lowered his head for fear that he even scolded him all out.
“Don't drive Reyhan out of the house again huh, Pa. If your son gets kicked out, where will Reyhan live? So the homeless kid on the sidewalk?”
“Astagfirullahaladzim, who would want to evict you? Why is your head bowing so? Papa is not angry with you. Papa wants to ask, why did you just open the door? Usually not like this either.”
Reyhan gulped his saliva in confusion as to what to answer. “Reyhan is so sleepy, Pa. Last malem stayed up.”
“Nah right! Young people like to stay up late!”
“Indeed his youth Papa didn't like staying up late? Sometimes if the ogah bobok, even coffee. Fortunately not suffering from Insomnia,” said his son while looking up his head to see Farhan's face.
“Gosh son of today - uh wait a minute! That's your face shoot why?! The effect of staying up late, huh?”
“Cuman no longer feeling well,” replied Reyhan while rubbing his warm nape.
“Ouch! There-there are you! Keep going how? Or need to miss school first? If yes Papa says mama used up this for your homeroom teacher WA.”
“Eh no! Reyhan just went to school, not too bad very sick. Come on, Reyhan wants to take a shower.”
Reyhan stepped out of the room to head to the bathroom located from far away his bedroom was located. “Yakin, Rey? Your path is not normal.”
“Crippled again, what is your son?!”
“Eh means lackluster, Rey!”
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After taking a 15-minute shower and wearing her vest uniform, Reyhan walked to her desk with a notebook, a package book strewn everywhere. Soon Reyhan just remembered that last night he did not continue his Mathematics PR duties from Mr. Harry especially those subjects will start at the first hour.
Reyhan lifted his task book by gawking along with his lesion expression face. Looking at some of the results of his hard brain work that has not been resolved, precisely less than ten problems.
“Huweee, my PR has not been scratched! Anjir dah auto call ngerjain again in class later!!”
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Galaxy Admara - Class XI IPA 2
Which is true according to what Reyhan said at home, the friendly man seemed to rush to do his PR duties in the class which now has many students and students arriving in the class.
Reyhan slightly kicked his stool using his left fist. ‘This is what's the answer, nyet?! Where is my nutmeg, again! Let's not say, this is the body why it is more pol not good gini, anyway?!’
Angga who had just come because he had stuck for a few minutes, stepped his long legs until he reached his bench next to his bench who was speeding movement to do a PR from him. Angga who saw that, and looked at the pale face of Reyhan immediately he could guess and bright that last night Reyhan was quite not okay. Yes, Angga had felt that bad feeling last night before he would meet his dream.
Angga then unzipped his black back bag after putting the bag on the chair. Taking out his maths assignment book, the young man approached Reyhan.
Angga put his Math task book that contained PR which he had completed on his desk Reyhan. Sontak Reyhan stopped her writing and then pulled her face up. “Salin aja my PR in book lo.”
“Eh, Bro Angga?! Don't worry, I'm doing it myself-”
“Ck, don't need much style! Soon the bell sounds, you want the ends to be given the same punishment sir Harry?”
“Eeee, don't want to either, anyway! But how is dong?!”
Angga rolled his eyeballs in any direction then looked at Reyhan back who had a frantic face. “Yes copy my duties! Cepetan, later the bell in lo sound that wave.”
“Ngegas mulu dah lo! Y-yeah okay, thanks hehehe.”
Angga nodded and then returned to his seat not far from Reyhan's bench. Now Reyhan became a little relieved because he became able to work on his Mathematics PR even though he copied the answers from Angga's book to his task book.
The two girls, their best friend who was out of the toilet, saw Reyhan who was busy working on something in his book, it makes Freya and Jova who join hands to step their smooth legs to the bench of their friendly friends.
Jova pushed her head forward what Reyhan was working on to the point of hurrying. “Jyah! Not done yet, PR? Hahahaha mampus!”
Reyhan snorted and stared intently at Jova who was right to his right. “Can diem first, no?! I deg-deg ser, you laugh! Satisfied on top of his best friend's suffering his name was!”
“Uuuu, sulking him hahaha- eh?! Oh my gosh, that's the face why can the shoots like a corpse to be guaranteed?!”
“Heh! I am dead, what?! Is that also why his eyes just realized? Where were his eyes? Ass?”
“I slapped twenty times, yak your mouth!!” Jova was about to raise her hand to slap Reyhan's babble whose face made the barbarian girl fierce to the young man.
“Jova no! You are nothing to play hands!” freya protest then the innocent girl turned to Reyhan who was harboring emotions. “Reyhan is okay? Seen your face from here pale, loh. It hurts again, huh? If it hurts, why go to school?”
Reyhan instantly changed his face to soft and warm as he looked at Freya's graceful calm face. “Have a soft voice made my heart scream, aw!”
Angga who listened to the sound of alay from Reyhan to shudder amusedly while shaking his head several times. Angga to think that his best friend there is a descendant of his female nature. Angga with a cute look propped up his chin with his hands while reading the package book Matematianya.
“Don't worry my sweet beauty, I'm fine. Suwer, hehehe!”
“Heh! Don't be so suicidal Freya! Ugly face like a proud frog. Suitable tuh Angga muji, the prince is more fitting to praise the heart of the princess. Not your cake .. proletarian!”
“What?! Oh, damn girl !”
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While the learning is ongoing where Mr. Harry is explaining the material through a white board using a marker in his hand, Reyhan has absolutely no concentration what is described by his teacher.
His head was so dizzy mixed all over the body that was very weak, but he tried to be strong until learning was finished in his class. But unfortunately, Reyhan felt a liquid seeping out of both nostrils. Until the time of the long hand moves to one number within the clock...
DUG !
Everyone turned to the source of the impact from Reyhan's bench table. Staring at him, the man was in a head-set position on his desk. Angga who had not seen any other movement from Reyhan besides, rushed up from his chair and approached his best friend.
Angga lifted Reyhan's body and then his eyes looked directly at the man's face. Quiet closed eyes and also a nose that has been bleeding to make Angga fatigued. On the other hand, those who saw Reyhan in such a state quickly rushed to Reyhan while expressing the word cohesively including Mr. Harry.
“Eh Reyhan why?!!”
Indigo To Be Continued ›››
