Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
Loadings

Fahmi was silent for a moment, he was understanding the cue from Alia's facial expression. Alia looked at her watch and it was already 3pm, and she rushed to have everyone get on the bus and go back to school.

The bus stopped in front of the MA gate around four o'clock and all participants living in the boarding school were asked to enter the boarding school immediately, while others were allowed to go home.

Because the day was getting late in the afternoon Alia also said goodbye to Fahmi to go home first.

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At night as usual after the prayer, Alia sat on the floor and leaned against the wall of her room while reading a book, but suddenly Alia became out of focus as a shadowy figure in a black robe reappeared before Alia.

Alia was actually very curious who exactly the figure was, she also wanted to see the shape of her face, but again the part of her face looks very faint and only looks like a black shadow.

Alia put down the book she was reading, keeping calm she did not even try to get up from her seat.

Alia placed her right palm on the floor, trying to feel the aura of the figure standing before her right now, yet all she felt was cold until it pierced through the bones in her body.

Slowly Alia pulled back her right hand from the floor and was grasped by her left hand.

"Who are you guys? what's your goal in following me?"

Alia said inwardly as she closed her eyes and placed both her hands against her chest.

There was not a single word heard by him, not a single answer that he had wanted to hear, but suddenly something entered his mind as if it were the answer to all of Alia's questions.

Alia opened her eyes quickly and it turned out that the black shadow figure was no longer there.

"What exactly does that mean?"

Alia spoke softly to herself. He tried to get out of his room and sat on the front porch of the house while breathing cold air outside the house. Somehow his heart felt unsettled as if he had a burden that he had not yet completed.

Shortly after, Mr. Aji came out and approached Alia because he was curious about what his daughter was doing at night in front of the house alone.

"Eh Papa..."

"Why are you sitting here alone, Tumben?"

"Oh no papa kok Pah"

Alia tried to cover up what she was feeling now, but Pak Aji was her Papa, so she understood very well what her son was feeling just by looking at her facial expression.

"Same story Papa" pinta Pak Aji.

"Em it's Pah..."

Slowly Alia began to tell him about her journey to the mountain this afternoon, she also told her Papa about all the things that she had experienced even now.

Mr. Aji only nodded in understanding when Alia was so enthusiastic about telling all her experiences.

"So about that black shadow..."

Alia began to hesitate to continue her words regarding the black shadow figure earlier.

"So that figure asked for help just like you, right?"

Alia nodded, as soon as her facial expression turned restless, for some reason it could instantly enter her mind so deeply. He had thought that it was just a guess that suddenly appeared in his mind, but Mr. Aji tried to explain that this was how they communicated using telepathy. Without speech, voice or action, but so clear and understandable, it certainly can only be done with fellow people who have inner knowledge only.

"Yes Pah." replied Alia slowly.

"Father tell me well, spirits or spirits or creatures that really do not have evil intentions will not talk or speak, he will only appear, even just for a moment, they clearly do not speak human language, except when they enter the human body" explained Mr. Aji.

"But I feel they're overreacting by following me all the way here Pah"

"What do they want?"

Alia told her Papa that the group of black-robed shadows asked Alia to sweep the courtyard of the small tile building on the top of the mountain she came to earlier this afternoon.

"Do you understand what Alia means?"

Alia nodded, her feelings became more and more burdened with that thought, because she felt that the request was too heavy for Alia who was just an ordinary girl and had no influence. Sweeping the tile page clean means the same as cleaning all the bad that has been ingrained in the hearts and minds of polytheists who always worship the firecrackers to get the desire in an instant way.

Indeed, basically the firecracker is a sacred, sacred and also respected place, but because so many human hearts have been affected by the words of the devil that they even worship and glorify the place as a means to beg.

Actually, it is not the original owner of the firecracker that has granted all the requests of humans who are willing to give certain conditions, but it is all the work of cursed creatures who have succeeded in misleading humans.

"Alia can't possibly do all that Pah, Alia is nobody, just an ordinary person who happens to visit there" said Alia slowly.

"Don't you have God? why don't you ask God what the best decision is?"

Alia was only silent, instantly she felt very touched by her heart because of her Papa's words.

"And again all the decisions are in your hands, you are willing or not it is up to you son" added Mr. Aji.

"Thank you Pah, Alia now feels better"

Alia spoke with a smile to Mr. Aji. Alia has always been able to get a solution to all the problems she has by telling her Papa.

The atmosphere of the night was coincidentally the light of the moon, so it was indeed very comfortable to sit and chat while enjoying the beauty of the full moon that was shining full. The sound of crickets that continued to sound also became their friends chatting that night.

The two of them were still chatting, joking between father and daughter, and suddenly Bu Mia came to bring a cup of coffee and warm tea for Alia and Pak Aji.

"Take a drink well so as not to get cold" said Ms. Mia while putting two cups containing the warm drink.

"Wah Mama understanding once, it happens that Papa is thirsty again" said Mr. Aji while smiling seductively his wife.

Bua Mia just remained silent and went back inside.

"Well, don't you want to talk here?" ask Alia.

"No, Mama is sleepy."

Mia went inside and closed the door.

"So how's Alia?" ask Mr. Aji while grabbing a cup of hot coffee and sipping it.

"Emmm still confused as well as Pah" replied Alia somewhat hesitatingly.

"Well, do you have a story, do you want to hear it?" suddenly Pak Aji's words diverted Alia's mind which was a little dreamy.

"What's the story about Pah?" alia answered curiously.

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