Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
He pisses me off!

"Hey Alia! dumbass again! let's get ready\-ready! the idea is to start late!" Nida shouted back.

Without answering Alia immediately prepared and left the Pesantren with Nida, while Mba Lila was still staring at Alia who started to go away.

"Hopefully no one is a victim" Lila said in her heart.

At school it turns out Sifa had been waiting for Alia and Nida, they both approached Sifa who had sat down and started to follow the activities.

Today is the day of the formation of new members and administrators in the PMR organization of Alia school.

Some students started running for him to become administrators.

At that time Alia actually did not want to participate in the management, but it turns out Sifa had secretly nominated Alia as its chairman.

The election of the chairman is done by voting or who gets the most sura then he will be the chairman. It was unexpected that many had supported Alia to become the chairman.

Although Alia looks indifferent to others, but once she sees someone who is sick she immediately responds and helps, she also knows a lot about drugs because she diligently reads books, so all agreed to make Alia as PMR chairman this year.

Alia had refused, but after another friend of\-friends persuaded her, she finally agreed.

"Help Al, you are finally elected as its chairman" Sifa said, extending his hand.

Alia just smiled and returned Sifa's hand.

In addition to PMR, there are many other organizations in the school, including religious organizations. But Alia was only interested in PMR, because since childhood she was eager to help people who were sick.

After the activity is completed, the teacher asks all the leaders of the organization in the school to gather in one room. There were seven students who came and each one was the chairman who had just been chosen by its members. One of them introduced themselves to the office, and the last one to come forward was Azam.

His name is Abdul Azam Arrafi, he is a student of the XI class of IPA and has been elected as the chairman of the religious organization. Azam is the son of a kyai, his attitude is very gentle and wise, he is also very polite and dignified, many schoolgirls and princesses who admire the figure of Azam. Alia felt shocked to see that, she became even more uncomfortable because she felt constantly being watched. Organizational coaches intend to get them to know each other better because in the future they must work together to make their school better, the builder also provides some files that the heads of the organization must learn to run at the time of their inauguration.

"Ah shit! she's here too" Alia grumbled inwardly.

The meeting was over and everyone was out of the room, Alia was still sitting waiting for everyone to come out. He also saw Azam had come out, he was still sitting hoping that the Azam had gone far.

After a while Alia finally got up from her seat and left the room.

When he was not far from the room suddenly there was something that made him shocked.

"Hey Ragasy!"

Such a soft voice and an extremely calm tone, made Alia stop her steps.

"Damn! he hasn't left yet!" Alia again grumbled and without looking or ignoring the sound.

Feeling unheeded, the man finally walked up to Alia and patted her on the shoulder from behind. Suddenly, though...

"Agh!!"

Alia was shocked to hear the scream and immediately turned around, she saw Azam was holding his hand like pain.

"Aren't you the one who's been watching me!?" without further ado Alia immediately said the thing she wanted to say.

"Can you talk for a second?" the voice sounded very soft and calm even though he was talking while holding his painful hand.

Alia was silent, and looked at Azam's hand.

"Why hands?" alia asked, because she saw Azam as in great pain.

"Oh sorry, I shouldn't have patted you on the shoulder, sorry I just wanted to say hello" Azam immediately hid his hand.

Alia was silent, she walked closer to Azam with a very cold gaze. He pulled Azam's hidden hand.

"Agghhhh!! please don't!" Azam again shouted in pain.

"What's!? what the hell is going on? why are your hands burning like that!?" Alia started to panic.

"You are calm, this is not papa, I'm sorry I didn't mean it" Azam still said in a very calm tone without any worries.

While Alia felt increasingly confused because she just kept apologizing.

"You mean what I don't know!"

"I'm sorry, I patted you on the shoulder, but I didn't touch your hair on purpose"

Alia became increasingly confused by Azam's words. He shook his head and asked Azam to explain.

"Your hair has a very strong aura, even though I didn't see it but I could feel it, even from far away" Azam explained.

"Oh so that's why you've been watching me!?" Alia started to speak in an annoyed tone.

"Sorry, not I mean, but with such a powerful aura, everything can definitely feel"

"What do you mean?"

"It's not just me, all those who are capable and understand it can definitely feel, including those who are invisible"

Alia suddenly remembered about some people who had once looked at her very strangely, and some strange things that she had experienced the past few times.

"So they really know my identity?" alia said in her heart.

"Your aura is very strong, but I see you as less able to control" Azam added.

"I am not incapable! but I don't want to!" Alia started screaming.

"But I'm afraid you will.." Azam did not dare to finish his words.

"Hey! take care of yourself! don't care about me let alone worry about me!" Alia said as she turned around to leave the place but Azam tried to stop.

"Wait a minute. aghhh!!!" azam's screams came back as he accidentally held Alia's hand.

While Alia was just staring coldly as if she was not Alia doing it, she left Azam who was still in pain.

"It became even more horrifying as he got angry" Azam spoke to himself as he continued to hold his blistered hand and attempted to return to the pesantren.

Meanwhile, Alia reached Mida's grandmother's house and went straight to the room.

"Today's the guy on all the freaks! not very clear!" Alia kept swearing in her room.

"You why Al? go home angry!" sifa said as she swept the floor.

"Without papa, I just met a freak"

"Freak? oh did he make you come home late?"

"Yes that's it"

"Don't let him have a crush on you again"

"Opaan si, no! don't want to be judged by the rich!"

Sifa continued to tease Alia, the two of them joking and chatting until it did not feel like the day had started at night.