Behind the Eyes of INDIGO
The pain is real.

Teeeeeeeettt....... Bell entered the class, without saying\-word Alia immediately left Zizi and Mita, she rushed to return to her class. On the road he passed Azam, because he was very curious so Alia ventured to greet him.

"Arafy!" Alia called out with a bit of hesitation.

"Eh Ragasy? what's up?"

As usual, Azam replied with a smile and a very friendly tone.

"Later after the meeting I want to talk"

Alia spoke very briefly then left Azam with a very cold expression. Meanwhile Azam just smiled and continued his path towards the classroom.

Alia sat on her stool and before long the teacher came to start the lesson, but Alia still seemed unfocused because she was still thinking about something else. The lesson felt so long because he could not wait to ask Azam many questions to throw away his curiosity.

After a long wait, the bell rang, all the students tidied up their books and rushed home.

"Alia I'm going home first"

Nida said as she left Alia.

"Yes be careful\-heart"

Alia rushed to the meeting room together with Mayra, on the road she crossed with Nafisah.

"Alia I want to talk to you!"

Nafisah said with a gaze that was still very cold as before. Nafisah also looked towards Mayra as if to tell her that she only wanted to talk to Alia. Mayra said goodbye to walk first and let Alia and Nafisah talk alone.

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Alia.

"Sway Azam!"

"What does that mean! I was chasing him! not at all!"

Alia was annoyed to hear the words of Nafisah, she felt as if Nafisah was blaming her for approaching Azam.

"You've hurt him twice! isn't that enough? do you want to make him suffer?"

Nafisah spoke while holding Alia's left hand very tight because she felt very upset. Alia held Nafisah's wrists back, they clasped each other very firmly. Nafisah held Alia's left wrist, while Alia held Nafisah's right wrist.

"ah! "

Suddenly Nafisah was pushed away from Alia, she held onto her right wrist which was flushed red and started to blister. While Alia was still speechless with her angry gaze to Nafisah.

Nafisah left Alia speechless, and she kept holding her painful hand.

Alia was still standing in the same place and was still staring at Nafisah who had started to move away, the anger had not disappeared from her yet.

"Hey control yourself! don't let anyone see it!"

Someone suddenly came and patted Alia on the shoulder from behind. Alia turned around and looked at the man. Instantly Alia's anger seemed to fade when she saw it, that person turned out to be Irfan.

"Eh to Irfan"

Alia spoke with a friendly smile and tried to hide her hand which was also turning blue.

"Don't pay him, it's free! just wasting energy!"

"Oh hehe that was..."

"Take care of yourself, don't get out of control"

Not finished talking, Alia's speech was cut by Irfan, he smiled and left Alia, while Alia still continued to smile on her own.

"*He's paying attention to me? i-dwellingly*..." Alia spoke inwardly while continuing to smile.

"Aw! how sick is that!"

Suddenly Alia felt shocked because her hand felt pain. When he saw his left wrist turned blue and felt very cold.

"Why can blue gini? is it not to be this because of the\-for Nafisah? duh sick again!"

Alia continued on her way to the meeting room, when Alia arrived, almost all the members had arrived and Alia was the last. Alia glanced at Nafisah and saw her blistered right hand.

Alia muttered inwardly while trying to hide her left hand from being seen by others.

"Alia! what about financial plans?"

Amar suddenly startled Alia who was still focused on seeing Nafisah.

"Oh yes, I've finished it"

Alia brought the file she had been working on last night and gave it to Amar for a check. From a distance Azam noticed Alia's hand turning blue and looking stiff, she looked so worried about Alia.

"So today is the last meeting, after which we will meet again Thursday afternoon to begin the preparation of the event"

Amar ended the meeting and all the members rushed to go home. Alia tells Mayra to wait for her in the parking lot to go to the toilet for a while. Alia walked slowly and saw Nafisah who was walking quickly because she wanted to get away from Alia.

"Rage!"

Azam called alia in a low voice but she kept walking and pretended not to hear anything. He did not want to talk to Azam because he remembered the words of Nafisah.

"Wait on! didn't you just say you wanted to talk?"

"Forget over! I don't want to!"

Alia continued walking regardless of Azam walking behind her. But Azam kept trying to talk to Alia. He continued to persuade Alia until she finally stopped and listened.

"Your hand is why? can I see?"

Azam was still watching Alia's left hand turn blue and look stiff, he wondered what was the cause.

"Ah that's not important!"

"Calm down, I won't touch her"

Azam continued to persuade Alia to see the wound in his hand, until Alia finally willing. Alia showed her blue left wrist and was very stiff.

"This wound, is it from Nafis' mba?"

Azam looked at the wound in Alia's hand carefully and was able to deduce something. He asked Alia to be sure, but Alia was only speechless with a face that looked annoyed when she heard the name that Azam mentioned.

Azam tried to put his right hand over the injured hand of Alia, he tried to wipe it but not touch it. He also recited several prayers to reduce pain and stiffness.

"*The cold is somewhat reduced, the feeling of his feet is also starting to disappear*" Alia said in her heart and felt astonished.

"How's it?"

Azam asked while keeping his hand away from Alia's hand.

"Better" Alia answered briefly.

"Thank God"

Azam smiled and felt relieved.

"How's that hand?"

Alia finally ventured to ask what she had wanted to ask since morning.

"It's not papa, it's just leprosy"

Azam tried to hide his hand because he did not want Alia to continue seeing him.

"Huh you liar! this time the wound will not heal easily! the oil given by Nafisah will also be of no use. Towards the Maghrib it will feel hot, and occur for 3 days. When the heat comes, soak your hands in salt water and read al-fatihah 7times" Alia spoke quickly and thoughtlessly, as if she were not the one speaking.

"Thank you for the advice, I'll do it"

Azam replied with a smile and with a very gentle tone.

"*Eh why am I talking to you? how rich is anyone controlling my words si*?" Alia muttered and was astonished by her own words.

"That's just making it up, don't mind it too much!"

Alia started to look nervous for fear of mispronouncing. He left Azam without saying anything more.

Meanwhile Azam just smiled and saw Alia who started walking away.

"*She's finally starting to be able to balance*"