Indigos

Ghost house 5

A breeze blows each other into the window of class XI IPA 2 which the Indigo youth is opening up the sheet of material package book that will be learned when the first hour begins. His eyeballs moved focus to read the column of the box which contained 5 alenia.

Until suddenly while studying, the brain of Angga's mind implied on his idea when he arranged optimally last night to almost stay up late. He was a little hesitant on this plan that he would throw later to all his friends who happened to not be present. Angga had deliberately come early in the morning so that the idea of his plan remained focused which he thought carefully.

“Huh, good luck.”

“What good luck, Bro?”

So jolted with shock, Angga reflex's back hit the back of his seat and his eyes widened towards one of the young students who came before him. “R-rey?! When do you arrive in class?!”

“Hehehe, about a minute ago. By the way ... I want to ask you, good luck what?? Don't try my ama secret, lo! I slashed jakun lo,” threatened Reyhan while eating a snack of his spicy chips wrapped in a medium-sized plastic packaging.

Angga snorted with a sharp look at Reyhan. “Not there! Lo early in the morning have eaten the pedes-pedes, others have not come?”

“Belom, maybe later. Do you want the chips? It is also sprinkled with spicy powder five levels of chili, the price is also cheap just before I bought,” bargain best friend.

“Lo eat alone. Basic senile, I am not strong enough pedes let alone up to five levels of chili that you have it,” response Angga sewot while re-read the Biologia package book.

“Do not be diligent very napa, Ngga? The exam is also long. Made enjoy that you know, do not be made serious mulu mulu kayak life crisp lo colorless, hahahaha!”

“So get out there lo!” sarkas Angga drove out Reyhan who was nearby at this time.

Reyhan's ignorant smile faded instantly as the friend acted indifferent to him, even his tone drove him away to return to his seat. But instead of sitting in his chair, Reyhan instead approached Angga and embraced him strongly. “I've been joking around, ngga! It's brought okay can't, anyway? Offended mulu lo from earlier I entered.”

Angga, who was busy reading a few paragraphs of material in the Biology book, snorted annoyedly and pulled his face up and looked at Reyhan as sharp as he could. “Who is offended?! The offended even the brain of your mind. Back to the bench, don't bother me studying!”

“Didih, very fierce! Uh can't not! Elo already said yesterday time in the cafeteria, if you will tell you about the plan lo already you synchronized with the three of us. Cepetan tau, mumpung still me who was present in class.”

Reyhan let go of his embrace and then went back to eating his spicy chips which for him is very delicious if it is stuck on the tongue. “Wait for them both to come first, let it be clear.”

“Most reasons, lo! If so, I better get out of my favorite food first - eh sure you don't want the chips? Very nice you know, it's a real pity if you don't want to tryin.”

“Lo want to poison me with that spicy lo food?” ask Angga with a pretty bad tone.

“What friend would I like to poison elo?! Yes sorry, kali. I forgot that you are not strong pedes-”

“Ask his spicy chips dong!”

Reyhan gawked in shock when Jova who had just come to class immediately plucked in her snack plastic packaging to take three spicy chips at once in one hand that seemed to strap the food. With her disrespect for her friendly friend, Jova devoured her chips with her relaxed face.

“This is the child when did he come? Like the devil, you know! That too, if you want to take permission first why!” In the end Reyhan who had not finished chatting with Angga, the celomes youth nagged at Jova.

“You know I'm like a demon! So guys don't be stingy, napa?! Just cheap snacks doang stingy for mercy. Beware noh, if your nature is stingy later your grave will be narrow!”

“Eh you swear me?! Who's the stingy one, try? You can take it, but permission first. Didn't play kayak serobot earlier!”

“Alah, ribet!”

Reyhan snorted then decided to eat his spicy chips again, while Jova who was chewing on food sprinkled with spicy powder five levels of chili, was, step off to where his stool is to put his purple backpack on the chair.

Swinging swagger look outside the classroom. “Freya not here yet?”

“Cieeee! Nyariin Freya, yeee! Your beloved girl has not come, most soon to meet the handsome prince in the eleventh grade IPA two,” led Reyhan without him realizing that Angga's eyes glared at him.

“What do you mean, huh say that?!” damprat Angga while closing his thick Biology package book and without ba-bi-bu, the introvert youth hit his best friend's back using his package book.

“Aw! Damn you, Anggara! How am I the only one who got hit, anyway?! Why is jova too? He's got to wear elo!”

“She's female.”

“Crazy! Friends are not fair, Ngga! Really sick to know hit the package book as big as gaban it!” reyhan protested as he rubbed with a swift movement on his back.

“Good morning, guys-erh!”

Freya who had just stepped on the classroom floor, her eye contact was centered on one of her companions whimpering in pain while rubbing her back. Therefore, the innocent girl berponi immediately speed up her steps to approach her boyfriend with a face expression wondering what had happened to Reyhan.

“Reyhan, why are you?! How much pain is that?!” tanya panicked Freya while slightly circling the body of her Junior High friend.

Freya turned to look at the serious Angga who read the package book back. “Angga, Reyhan why?”

Angga stared at Freya at a glance. “You asked yourself the same person.”

Freya shrunk her forehead until her eyebrows were almost intertwined. “Lho, I'm the same as you, Ngga. Why did you ask me to ask Reyhan?”

“Udah just them, Frey. Those two other guys are equally weird. Do not you take care of them both first than you dizzy yourself,” said Jova while getting off the stool table he sat on.

“Ehm ... Angga and Reyhan again marahan what?” freya asked monologue while removing her backpack and then put it neatly on her stool.

“No longer marahan kok,” respond Angga response as well as Reyhan simultaneously.

Freya who was justifying her bag, her head turned back with a relieved smile. “Good indeed, if you are no longer marahan. You see if it really is, the atmosphere is so less pleasant let alone tense.”

“What do you think I'm the same Angga want to kill each other?” asked Reyhan in a cold tone.

“Astagfirullah, when friends kill each other? Not a friend dong his name, but a nemesis.”

Reyhan's mouth gaped and stopped to wipe his back that felt numb due to the thick book blow from Angga. “My unyuk-unyuk friends are not innocent anymore, mah.”

“Cowok is not sane,” muttered Angga slowly and unfortunately can still be heard by Reyhan.

Reyhan was not accepted once said Angga like that, immediately want to give a raw bogeman for his friend who often makes himself rise in blood. “What did you say?! I've been jotos for a long time!”

“Serah.”

It seems like this is the mainstay of Angga's major that could make Reyhan speechless a thousand words. Look at the look on the face of the friendly young man, turned soft even his hand that was ready to punch his best friend, he lowered it with a sigh. After all, Reyhan couldn't possibly do that to Angga in the middle of a debate like this.

“Fire can be destroyed by water. As irritated as you are with Angga, you will still lose to Angga who is like water and the inn is calm. Not your cake, it's like raging horrible messing!”

Reyhan closed his eyes by exhaling his breath. “Udah I guess, the end of your sentence will bandingin me the same Angga.”

“Sstt! Do not like bandingin-bandingin, ah.” Freya turned her stool chair to face towards her stool table Angga. “Neither good.”

“Iya deh sorry.”

Now Freya has occupied her chair and her eyeballs focus on looking at Angga whose own little friend does not look at her, but instead struggling to read the package book of material. “Hehe, early in the morning at this hour you are busy reading the package book anyway, Ngga? Oh yes he said you want to tell me about your idea plan yesterday. Have you compiled and eee .. synchronize, are you?”

Angga immediately closed the package book. “Iya, already. Last night it was almost morning if it wasn't wrong. There I have arranged the idea plan, but I do not know everything will work and smoothly or vice versa.”

“Buset, you willingly so that you want to stay up for the story? What the hell is that besides? If I may guess, you use special rituals yes.”

The three friends were surprised to turn their head quickly to look at Reyhan who spoke loudly at the guess of his speech. Angga's face was indescribable, not showing anger but an ordinary expression after gasping.

“For what am I doing rituals? Everything I use is my own inner eye that I mastered. I'm Indigo Rey's son, not a Shaman's son who can play a ritual. Unless I learned something like that, but I never tried it at all.”

“Sori, I'm forsir same movie. I think Angga does such rituals. Yasudah mending continued, hehehe.”

Jova cheered Reyhan with a fierce face to her friend, while Angga exhaled slowly and began to continue on with his ideas and plans that he had been following to inform his friends. But before he continued, Angga's eyeballs looked through the classroom and outside the classroom from the inside. Feeling that the situation was safe, the young man of the sixth sense started to take out the worn paper from his pants pocket.

Angga then showed the shabby paper to his three best friends. “Soal this paper that is able to make me look further. After I dig about this mystery paper, I have an idea that can solve everything.”

“We already know that paper is paper about bullying, Ngga. Because the bright evidence is already in the paper is not useful. So, what idea do you actually have? And what will you and we do to get out of this paper connection on your desk?” jova asked full of curious souls.

“There's one we need to make sure of. And if indeed I can, all this can be proven by .. last memory letter from Emily.”

BRAK !

There was no lightning, no wind, no rain, Reyhan smashed through Angga's desk with a dumbfounded face. “Ngga! I swear, you know if there's a last memory letter from Emily?! All this time I let alone others have not told you about it!”

“According to my vision only, nothing else.”

“Cool reward! Your indigo is so sharp!” freya applauds at small volume.

Jova pensively afterwards let out a voice for Angga. “Ngga, if about Emily's last memory letter to Kyra her SD friend was .. Maybe until now it is still simple Kyra, especially she put on a sticky display somewhere.”

Angga nodded in understanding. “Let's both of you have some free time to meet Kyra at her house?”

“Gue is! Later in the afternoon after school, right?” reyhan asked excitedly and responded Angga with a nod of his head.

“Luckily there will be no family event, so later in the afternoon back from school at three o'clock can go to Kyra's house. The four of us went there to do what?” Jova asked again.

“Extra is patient and hold the curiosity first, yes? You will know what we are going to do there. We better close first about it temporarily so that we can prioritize the concentration of learning in this class later.”

The three best friends throw confused views at each other and compactly they turn to look at Angga with a thin smile at the same time nodding to understand the handsome Indigo man whose vision of the magical eye is said to be very sharp.

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Ting tong !

After Angga rang Kyra's doorbell, the four of them waited until the door was opened by Kyra or her family in the house. It did not take long, the door of the house with only one door opened by Kyra's mother with the name Arty.

After opening it a little wide, Arty came out without stepping on the porch of the house. Arty pulled both corners of her lips to reenact her smile upon the arrival of her teenage daughter's class-sisters. “Eh Freya? The goose? A jova? Reyhan's? Tumben come in here, hehehe.”

“Assalamualaikum Aunt, we're here to see Kyra. Is Kyra home yet?” ask Jova politely.

“Waalaikumsalam. You guys want to meet Kyra, huh? Coincidentally before you came home, Auntie's son was home. It's inside again, the four of you go in first, let Auntie call Kyra in her room.”

Arty widened the door to let the four teenagers go inside and sit in the living room as the main room. “Thanks, Aunt Arty.”

Arty smiled broadly at all four high school boys who were sitting in the XI IPA 2 class. “Sama-sama, yasudah yuk here go to dalem. Don't stand outside, pegel later you know.”

“Ehehe, yes Aunt. Thank you for your attention to us,” said Reyhan.

The four of them begin to enter Kyra's house which is very quiet then Arty with a friendly smile tells Angga, Freya, Jova, and Reyhan to sit on the living room sofa chair. They sat there quietly and afterward, Arty left the four teenagers lepau calling Kyra who was in the upper room.

Inside the living room, the group of four friendships just needed to wait for Kyra's presence to descend from the top of the stairs. A few minutes later, the four of them turned to Kyra who was approaching her four upperclassmen.

“Hai adek beautiful! Here sit down,” Reyhan said gently to his tenth grader with a friendly smile, making Kyra goatee with her calm smile.

“Hai, good afternoon Brother Freya, Brother Jova, Brother Angga, Brother Reyhan. Hehehe, tumben came to his house Kyra, what is it worth, nih?”

“Should have said good afternoon, we dong, Dek. Brother wants to stamp Emily's letter!”

“Hah?! What, Reyhan's sister?! Emily's letter?!” kyra shocks Reyhan who gets to the point.

Angga immediately elbowed Reyhan's arm and began to emphasize his conversation to the friend. “Heh, lo too to the point !”

Reyhan scratched his head with a whimper like crazy and in the end Angga who represented his three best friends. “Previously forgive Angga, Reyhan, Freya, and Kak Jova for interrupting Kyra's time this afternoon. Brother here wants to ask you a question, Kyra still keeps the last letter from Kyra's late best friend?”

Kyra instantly changed her smile to bland and almost faded. “Still, Brother. If Kyra can know, why did Brother Angga ask about it?”

“Begini Ky, if Kyra allows .. can you borrow a letter from Emily?”

“Sorry Brother, for what?” kyra asked softly with her face.

Angga gave a smile of his comfortable aura to Kyra. “Kakak want .. investigate something from the relation to the letter written by your late friend. Can you, please borrow it for a moment? But if Kyra refuses, Brother will not make sense, either. Sister just needs Kyra's answer, may or not.”

‘Investigate? Is Angga's brother a detective man or maybe even has an advantage in his soul Angga? Why am I being so curious, huh? Moreover, I actually do not believe that Emily committed suicide without cause, hhh ..’

The 16-year-old girl, who was still wearing her alma mater uniform, raised her head again and looked at Angga who was waiting for an old answer from Kyra. “Sister wait here first, yes.”

Without further ado, Kyra got up from her single sofa chair and walked out of the living room and climbed the stairs to go to her bedroom. After that, Kyra came out of the room and went down the steps of the stairs. The four 17-year-olds saw Kyra carrying a diary of hers.

Kyra then sat down on the couch where she had been sitting. The bright brown-haired girl is now opening the padlock using her small silver key so that the diary book box can be opened because it is actually her privacy book. After being opened by her, Kyra opened some of her many handwriting that contained her outpouring of heart. The teenager in class X IPA 5 stopped moving his finger to open the sheet when he found a piece of letter paper he had stuck with his sakura tape.

“So he said Angga wanted to borrow a paper letter from his late friend Kyra, huh? Hmm, Brother can borrow it.”

“Hah? Really, Ky?! Can we borrow a paper letter from Emily?”

“Iya, Sister Freya.” Kyra slowly releases the tape from the top end of her diary book sheet. Luckily the tape pictured with cherry blossoms can not damage or tear the diary book sheet.

Now Kyra is holding onto the smooth brown paper and stroking it with a smile. The two eyes of the girl who was about to shed tears began to look back at Angga. “Kak, if you can borrow it don't take long, huh? Because this is one of Emily's most cherished last memories for Kyra ..”

Angga. “Quietly, Brother will not borrow Kyra's paper for a long time. Actually Brother already knows Kyra does not want if Brother returns Emily's letter tomorrow, so later tonight Brother Angga will return it, yes to your home.”

“Oh tonight, huh? Um, yasudah then. But Brother, Kyra please beg the paper not to be damaged and dirty huh, Brother Angga?”

“It won't, Kyra. You believe me, right Sister?”

Kyra nods her head enthusiastically by still staring at Angga whose aura so makes the girl comfortable and not afraid of him who even though his nature is famous for being complete between cold, indifferent, and uncomfortable, and less concerned with the environment or the outside world. “Kyra believes, with brother Angga and also his friends Brother!”

Angga breathed a sigh of relief after apparently Kyra looked very trusting of him. “Please Yes Kyra, because you want to trust Big Brother and also with others.”

“Yes, Brother Angga. Equally.”

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The House of Angga

The three friends of the Indigo youth are silent to each other with an inseparable gaze from Angga who was holding a brown paper letter late Emily who died suspected of suicide fell from the rooftop of Galaxy Admara High School.

Angga who sits on the left sofa looks like ready to do the exploration through his inner eyes even though by holding objects have never been at all Angga do. She closed her eyes to see everything about Emily's death.

But unfortunately because of the terrible incident that was there 5 months ago, Angga who almost got his eyesight became chaotic. It was as if the shadow of his branch broke instantly and Angga's head was hit by a rock that was so large in size. Both of his hands shook violently, while his face paled drastically to the maximum. Until at the end of it because the handsome man could not bear the pain of his head injury, his gaze immediately darkened as well as his body collapsed lying weak.

Indigo To Be Continued ›››