The Indigo Love Story

The Part 14

"I told you I can't, why are you so stubborn?" The tone of my upset talk when we were in the blue sports car night, no longer stuffy, apparently the car AC has been repaired.

"It's better to follow your mother's advice, than you keep shutting yourself in the room" he said half-sneaky.

I just wore dark blue jeans, a red shirt made of cotton rayon with a fairly large ribbon on the collar, widened down and closed the zipper part of the pants. I'm not used to wearing revealing, though simple, clothes at least comfortable to wear.

"Where are we going?" I threw a question.

"Let's see." she smiled again, I was still upset that she defended him more than I did.

*****

Aldo pulled his car over, it was still afternoon, but the sign bearing the name of a place was decorated with tiny red lights twinkling. It was a bar, why did he bring me here?

I've never been to this place before, the bar itself is a term first used in 1592 in France to refer to a place that only serves alcoholic beverages, such as brandy, beer, beer, and wine as far as I know.

This sucks, Aldo took me to a place so foreign to me, and I didn't like it. I just want to get out of here and go home alone.

Something crept into my hand, Aldo grasped it, I think this man is getting brazen, I tried to throw his grip, but he grabbed it.

"Let it be like this, don't throw tantrums, there are a lot of my friends in there" he whispered, giving instructions that he thought I should do. This time I was stuck in a place that wasn't my part. This will be his last invitation I fulfill, my promise in my heart.

Slowly he pulled me, I followed in his footsteps, there was a security guard at the door, he smiled and greeted Aldo, it seemed like they had met a lot.

Inside there was a table or counter to greet customers with high-legged chairs, our arrival then made several pairs of eyes focus on us, he said, and it seems that some of them knew Aldo, perhaps those whom Aldo said were his friends just now.

"You've retired from your stature, Do." One of them patted Aldo on the shoulder. Aldo did not answer, he just smiled, while my left hand was still in his grasp. Retirement from the stature? Apparently Aldo had no lover, but they were wrong, I'm not his girlfriend, Aldo was a stranger I had just met who suddenly came to my house and asked my parents for permission to take me away, and now he was being rude.

*****

Finally my hand was no longer in his grip, we sat on the row of high-legged chairs, a waiter was behind the table, and behind the table there is also a row of bottles of alcoholic beverages and legged glasses as the container.

"What do you want to drink?" Aldo asked me.

"I don't drink alcohol, you're the one who drinks." I threw my eyes away, I don't know if he understands or not that I don't like this place. I'm like an oasis, a puddle of water in the desert, maybe it will soon dry up because of the hot sun or desert storm.

"But not all contain alcohol, here also there are variants of concoction drinks such as mocktails, a mixture of juice and fresh fruit.

You wanna try?" he offered me a drink whose name was very strange in my ear.

"I don't want to drink anything, I want us to go home." My people, I bent down trying to express my desire, hoping he would fulfill it.

"But we've only been here a minute.Look, this place is pretty fun.." I don't care what he says, I got out of this chair when he let my guard down.

"Where are you going?" Aldo half-cried, while I ran towards the main door, and would soon be out of this place, if he still insisted, I would call a taxi.

I sped up my move and it seemed like Aldo was following me from behind, I had expected him to visit places like this, the pleasures of the world. I smiled wryly and I was finally outside.

"But it doesn't hurt you trying to like it, you just haven't gotten used to it." He's still stubborn.

"Whatever if you don't want to go home, I can go home by myself." Who does he think he is? Set me up to obey all his will. "All right, we're going home now." Finally this time he gave up.

"Say you'll take me home, why don't you lead the way home?" I'm aggrieved, I don't know what else the will of this donator's son. "Now take me to your world, say it! Where do you want to go, but not home.." Aldo looked cold, his gaze fixed on the rather loose streets.

"I'm going to school." I muttered.

"School?" Aldo turned his head, apparently my request sounded surprising, "the school has been every day we visit, after all the place - that's it, the arrangement of the rooms, the basketball court, and the boring parking lot that always leads.. is there no other place?"

"But there's a place that a lot of people don't realize, you're going to love it.." I tried to convince, and Aldo was upset.

*****

We pulled over on the basketball court, we were both upset, I didn't like the place, and he didn't like my attitude, we were like two people from different eras, or coming from a place that has the opposite wind direction, then forced towards the same direction and connected by isogon lines.

Aldo's face became cold, with his black jeans style combined with long-handed clothes with abstract words, apparently he was disappointed in me just now. But how else, that's how to fight this stubborn one.

"Where is the place?" he finally spoke too.

"After the library, we'll be there soon" then we both just shut up, just our footsteps talking, 2 pairs of shoes making a sound from stepping on the floor of the field.

We passed through a small ditch and were on the side wall of the library, he walked ahead of me, probably out of curiosity, who would be amazed to see that place, trees with nuances like being in classical European times.

I let Aldo look first, pasting a strand of my hair into the back of the ear.

"So this is the place?" Aldo muttering.

"Beautiful right? There's trees like that on Bregagh Road in Ireland." I'm clear, I'm still pulled over behind the wall.

"Nothing, just an arid yard and a school wire, you want to lie to me?" I gasp. Maybe this persuader is joking.

I put my foot over Aldo's back, and. Where?

Where's tree?

Instantly my pulse pulsed fast. I rubbed my eyes. But the situation remains the same. There was nothing there, just the barren field and the rusty school wire. Then what have I seen all this time? That shady, dim place, priceless trees, classical music and tranquility, what happened?

"Yes, let's go home." Aldo turned his body around, while I still couldn't believe all this, I wanted to say that I wasn't lying and that I did visit that place a lot, I saw it with my own eyes, I saw it with my own, but my lips feel padlocked, and someone forgot to put where the key is.

*****

"Today there's no hangar" suddenly there was an Alfath when we turned around, what's he here for? Would he like to visit that place? But why has the place just changed, this mysterious place and also the mysterious one.

"We didn't attend the hangar" Aldo somehow grabbed my hand again, making me feel uneasy and tried to fight back. And then Alfath saw it.