Behind the Eyes of INDIGO

Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
A taste


The next day Alia woke up so early and prepared to leave for her school.


"You want to go, son?" asked Mr. Aji who saw Alia was wearing a uniform neatly.


"Yes pah, I'm doing it"


"Papa take you well, while you don't bring your own motor first"


Alia just nodded, she understood that her papa was still worried about Alia's health.


After finishing breakfast, Pak Aji drove Alia to school. During the trip nothing happened, but when he reached the area near his school Alia began to feel tight, her heart began to hurt and her body also sweated.


Alia took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but the closer to her school, her breathing felt even more tight.


"Well, can we turn around?"


"But it's at your school, son?"


"That I have no strong thighs, my breath is very tight, my chest hurts too!"


Hearing the statement of his daughter Pak Aji immediately turned around and returned to his home. Arriving at home Alia sat in the living room chair and was followed by Mr. Aji.


"Why go home again, son?" tanya Bu Mia was surprised to see Alia and Pak Aji back home.


"So right up to the area near the school suddenly my breath was very tight pah mah, my heart also felt very sick, just as rich as I felt fit brought to the health center at that time" explained Alia.


"Weird, yes, yes you have rested yes" said Ms. Mia.


Alia went inside her room to rest while Bu Mia and Pak Aji were discussing.


"Why doesn't Alia really fit in with that place?"


"The father thought so too, but then how, or maybe it was just a feeling of shock"


"It could be so, sir, yes tomorrow try to take Alia back to school"


Mr. Aji just nodded.


The next day, Mr. Aji returned to deliver Alia to his school, but for the second time Alia felt the same way. Upon entering that region his body was like it was being tortured and felt extremely ill. Alia asked to go home.


"That I really don't know why but when I entered the area it felt like my breath was immediately tight, my heart also hurt!"


Yes, we will find a solution" said Mr. Aji trying to calm Alia.


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Meanwhile, at school, Nida is still worried about thinking about Alia who has not yet left.


It was the first break, all the students were busy going to the cafeteria to buy food, but Nida just sat quietly in her class.


"You still think of Alia?" mayra asked who was suddenly sitting next to Nida.


"Yes, it's been three days but he hasn't left yet" the voice sounded very desperate and worried as well.


"You're calm, maybe she needs some rest because her mind is still in shock" Mayra tried to calm Nida down.


Nida fell silent again, her mind unable to stop thinking about her best friend.


Meanwhile on the front bench and close to the door sat a male student, the class leader.


Amar was busy making a picture so beautiful, he was very happy to draw and make a poster design. Soon his best friend who was also the next class president came and sat next to him.


"Your design is getting better!" said Azam.


"H here you come, there's still a lot to fix"


"But it looks like it was drawn with worry, are you worrying about someone?" Azam was already very familiar with the nature of Amar, he was even able to read Amar's expression that he poured into his design work.


"You could have!" Amar only smiled slightly, and looked rather moody.


"Oh yes, has he not yet left today?"


"Alia?" tanya Amar.


"Yes"


"Not yet"


Azam again looked gloomy to hear Alia who had not yet left for school because it was already the third day.


"*Since yesterday he's always been asking about Alia, it's not unusual for Azam to notice a woman like that*" Amar muttered inwardly.



"Why do you keep asking about him?" Amar asked as he grew curious.


"I'm worried about him"


"Is there any special woman he's been telling me about all this time, Alia? oh God how is this? what if she really likes Alia all this time? what am I supposed to do?" Amar kept wondering in his heart.


"Why are you daydreaming?" Azam Suddenly\shocked Amar.


"Ah I'm not papa, just thinking about the design"


"Yes I went to class first huh" Azam left Amar, and Amar just nodded silently. He became more and more worried about what was going to happen.


"*I always keep my feelings in mind because I don't think it's time yet, but what should I do if Azam has the same feelings*?" Amar muttered back to heart.


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Not feeling the time for lunch break arrived, Nida rushed to go home to the boarding school and she intended to go to Zizi's room. Nida thinks that Zizi must know what really happened to Alia.


"Assalamualaikum mba Zizi"



"Walaikunsalam, uh Nida please come in"


"Lying alone is not papa mba" Nida forbids Zizi who tries to sit, but Zizi still insists on trying to sit down.


"mba, it's been 3 days and Alia still hasn't left for school" without further ado Nida asked.


"So he hasn't left yet?"


Nida just nodded, though,


"You take it easy, he's okay, just maybe he's dodging"



"meaning? avoiding who? and why?"



"Yet yesterday it was very strong, and Alia was hard to hold it, as was me and Mita"



"Why the njenengan and mba Mita?"



"Me and Mita could feel a little bit about what Alia was feeling, so I knew that Alia was dodging"



"But when should he avoid mba?"



"Stop that..."


Nida feels more restless, she leaves Zizi's room and goes to her room.


In Nida's room was still restless, everything she did was completely devoid of spirit. At the top of the kitchen, Nida could not focus on her work at all.


Mba Lila who was furious to see it finally reprimanded Nida.


"When do you want it to be like that?"



"Sorry mba, I'll try to do it right"



"So your friend hasn't left yet?"


Nida just nodded while bending her face.


"That's what I was afraid, Azam used to say if the story was revealed again, there would be casualties" explained Mba Lila.



"So that means Alia's gonna be a victim? or in other words he could die?" Nida becomes increasingly emotional hearing Lila's words.



"I don't know what it means to be a victim! but what I heard like that, whether it was death or illness, no one could be sure! so better just pray that he's okay\-nothing"


Nida was silent, she immediately took ablution water and prayed and prayed for the safety of her best friend.