Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
Worries

Everyone was silent, they seemed to not believe what Mr. Sutrisno said.

"I know sir" Alia suddenly spoke.

"What do you mean, son?" ask Mr. Aji who is still confused.

"Perhaps it was due to the powerful aura emanating from Alia's pah's body, which invited them to come and try to master Alia"

Pak Aji and Bu Mia fell silent, not wanting to talk further, Pak Aji told Bu Mia to take Alia to her room.

"You have a rest, son, it's night" said Ms. Mia as she kissed Alia's forehead and walked out of her room.

Ms. Mia again sat in the guest room and continued the conversation with Mr. Sutrisno.

"So what does it mean sir?" ask Mia Ma.

"That alia, is very special. His aura invites invisible creatures to approach him" Mr. Sutrisno took a cup of coffee that had been provided on the table and sipped his.

"But you said about his great-grandmother?" Mr. Aji spoke again.

"Yes! all this time they were guarding Alia, but the female genie was able to possess Alia and they did not accept, eventually they also forced to enter her body" explained Mr. Sutrisno.

"Just let her attitude change\-change, briefly yelled rampage, then laughed and also chattered" Bu Mia recalled with her daughter's attitude earlier.

"Then can something like that happen again?"

"of course! if he can't control and also has no antidote"

"But..." Mr. Aji is again worried about his daughter.

"So I've given a prayer to ward off, God willing he's okay\-nothing"

"Thank God then"

In her room, Alia could not sleep. He secretly listened to the conversation of his parents with Mr. Sutrisno. After finishing his cup of coffee, Mr. Sutrisno finally decided to go home.

The next day the clock has shown at 06:15 but Alia has not yet woke up.

"Mom Alia isn't awake yet?" asked Mr. Aji while sipping a cup of black coffee.

"Not sir, I dare not wake up, kasian maybe he still feels tired" said Bu Mia who is still busy preparing breakfast.

When Alia was unconscious, she continued to rampage even rarely hit herself, so some parts of Alia's body suffered bruises and swelling.

"Are you awake, son?" Bu Mia greeted her eldest daughter who suddenly came out of her room.

"Well, I didn't go to school today, tired of being very tired" said Alia, holding her wrist which was still blue.

"Yes, don't you, son, let me let you, uh what's this, baby?" Ms. Mia was shocked to see Alia's swollen and blue neck.

"Aw sick mah!" Alia screamed as Ms. Mia tried to touch her neck.

"Well, how come this, here's mama's medicine, let's sit down!" directly take the medicine box and smear it with the wound medicine.

"Why can on gini wounds yes, rich abis in gebukin aja" said Alia who is still confused by her condition.

While Bu Mia was only speechless, she was reminded of the cause of the injuries on Alia's neck and wrist.

His neck was scratched and bleeding when he unknowingly pulled the bagbih carried by Pak Aji to break, and his wrist was swollen because Mr. Sutrisno pressed the palm until it hurt his wrist.

"Oh my God, why did this have to happen to my daughter?" Mia mumbled in her heart.

"Mah! mama why?" alia asked who was astonished when she saw her mother daydreaming.

"Ah no, no papa" Ms. Mia went on to treat Alia's wounds.

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Meanwhile in the princess boarding school...

Everyone thought that Zizi was fast asleep since last night because she was still sick, but Mita understood very well what Zizi was feeling, because she also felt.

Due to her weak physique, Zizi was unable to endure that pain and fainted, in contrast to Mita who had a healthy body. Although it hurts but she Mita can still hold it.

Shortly thereafter, Zizi opened her eyes

"Thuk!! my neck hurts Ta! it hurts!"

"Nih drink first" Mita immediately gave a glass of water to Zizi.

"Mita! you're not papa, are you?" said Zizi who immediately grasped Mita's hand.

"Aw! it hurts!" Mita instantly hid her blue wrist.

"Yes Alloh Ta... This must have hurt a lot?"

"I'm not papa, you're sick too, right? and he must be sicker than us" Mita said, recalling Alia.

"Mba Zizi, Mba Mita you guys aren't going to school?" Nida Suddenly came.

"Oh I still can't leave Da" said Zizi.

"If mba Mita?"

"Here my hand hurts Da, I'm not going to write it down, I can rest first?"

"Semalem feeling still no papa? oh yes I have taken the medicine first well" Nida was shocked to see the wound on Mita's hand, but as the caretaker, she tried to do her job well and treat Mita's wound.

After finishing treating Mita, Nida rushes to leave for school. Nida keeps looking at the door of her class and awaits Alia's arrival, but until the teacher arrives she hasn't left.

Amar was told by Bu Yanti that today Alia did not leave, she began to feel worried.

"Are you okay?" amar said in his heart.

"Alia today did not leave Da, Bu Yanti said that she was still sick" said Amar, Alia's class leader.

Nida looked down and felt sad because her best friend did not come to school. That day for Nida was very slow, she kept thinking with her best friend.

Teeeeeeeettt!!!!!!!! bell took a break while Nida was still sitting daydreaming in her chair.

"Da! I want an adzan dzuhur! you're not going home?" Amar suddenly surprised Nida.

"Astaghfirullah, thanks to Amar for reminding me" Nida went straight out of class and went home to Pesantren.

Amar ma'ruf is a class president who is very wise and mature in organizing his classmates. He is also still a family of Abah kyai, his father is a cousin of Gus Hafid, or in other words the late grandfather of Amar is his elder brother Abah kyai. His house was beside the pesantren putra. Amar also had a very close friend and he respected a lot, namely Azam. They have been friends since the beginning of Mts and until now.

After all his classmates came out, Amar went out and wanted to go to the mosque to follow the prayer dzuhur congregation. On the way he meets his best friend, Azam. He found the look on his friend's face very worried and rebuked him.

"Assynolong Azam"

"Mar Walaikunsalam"

"You why? your face looks very agitated, aren't you usually like that?"

"I'm not papa Amar, it's just that I want to ask if he didn't go to school today?"

"You mean Alia?"

Azam nodded expectantly hearing Amar's reply.

"Yes, today he's not in, maybe still sick"

Azam was speechless, he looked down and his face grew increasingly worried.

Suddenly the voice of the Adhan rang out, Azam and Amar stopped their conversation and rushed towards the mosque.