He's Not Dead
The Arrival of Indigo Girls

This morning I was able to go back to school. After I got home from the hospital I took a day off to stay off. It was also because of the wishes of Mama who was still worried because of my circumstances.

The strange thing is that Davina has not been seen since Papa's arrival at the hospital and more surprisingly upon returning home from the hospital, the car that Papa drove past the road where the back-to-back collision occurred.

I saw some figures that had appeared in my dreams, the figure was still on the side of the road right at the accident site. I suspect that the dream is a sign that there will be events that take many lives.

Huft, I sighed. God gave me an advantage that I find very difficult to accept. Although according to Papa there will be a time where I can control my strengths and help others.

“You sure you want to leave? If there are still complaints, Mama can contact your homeroom or we can see a doctor to convey your complaint,” said Mama.

“Nothing, I'm fine Mah.”

“Pagiiiii,” greet Om Kaivan. “Hei, hotshot. How are you?”

I smiled and explained to Om Kaivan that my condition was better.

“Bang Aldo where, do I need to be with him?” ask Om Kaivan to Mama.

“Maybe still in the room,” says Mama.

I saw Om Kaivan watching Mama a lot, like this man stole a glance at Mama. All I know is that Mama and Om Kaivan are long-siblings but Om Kaivan once liked Mama. Adults are complicated.

When Papa had joined the dining table, Om Kaivan immediately invited Papa to talk. It seems important but what problem I don't know. Even Papa asked Mama to drive me or use an online taxi.

“It's done? Let Mama take you,” said Mama.

“Mah, I can actually leave on my own. I'm almost seventeen years old, some of my friends have used their own vehicles.”

I hope Mama hears my explanation and gives it.

“Mama will discuss with your Papa, but for now Mama who takes you to school.”

All right, I'm following the wishes of those he says are for my own good. On the way I stared out the window. Then pass vehicles or pedestrians, including students who go to their respective schools.

I thought back to Davina, where she could just disappear.

“If suddenly there is another complaint, you go directly to UKS and contact Mama.”

I Just nodded and grabbed the woman's hand to kiss as a sign of my respect. Mama rubbed my head, if she was at home she would have hugged me but I was so embarrassed to do that.

Once in class, some friends asked me about my situation, including Bono, who had just arrived.

“The worst in our class is your condition, until it must be treated,” explained Bono when I asked if there were heavy casualties from yesterday's incident. “But if in the next class, the bus is in front of us. That's more victims.”

I turned to the corner of the classroom where the usual figure of the class-waiting grandmother appeared but this time there was none. Good, so he doesn't bother me anymore.

I heard the students in my class muttering and whispering as they saw a girl enter the classroom and staring around.

“Who is he?” ask Bono.

I who do not know just keep quiet.

“I'm Marsa, new student. Where are the empty tables and chairs?”

“Oh Marsa, here empty nih,” Bono said as he patted his chest. Of course Bono made the class cheer.

Arka pointed to the chair in front of her and said that it had been empty since the start of the study two weeks ago.

Marsa approached and sat in a chair right in front of me. Suddenly a student ran around saying that someone was in a toilet trance. The toilet in question is a toilet where I have seen the figure of kuntilanak even fainted.

“What interruption?” ask Bono.

“Magic creature interference,” says Marsa.

“Us been nothing, it's just the beginning of this school year using some new classes. Whether it has something to do or not that is clear lately there are often cases of trance,” obviously I make Marsa nod her head.

“Marsa, you have an advantage that we-we don't have ‘kan?” ask Bono seriously.

“What does excess mean? Weight?”

I'm open to hearing Marsa's question to Bono.

“Ah, please pretend. Lo indigo ‘kan, all also already know kok,” replied Bono.

Marsa was silent, but I knew she was feeling something just like I was feeling another energy. The energy of the old granny waiting class who showed his form in the corner of the class.

“Disregard him, he is already a regular there,”, I said to Marsa who had turned to the direction where the class waiting grandmother was.

The grandmother began to scratch and claw back against the wall, the claw making a sound that felt pain in the ear.

“But he interrupts, his energy feels bad,” said Marsa still staring towards the corner of the class.

I took out the textbook and opened it up sheet by page, ignoring Marsa who was still monitoring the grandmother.

“Wait a minute , you can see also?” asked Marsa only realized that she and I had just talked about the matter of supernatural beings.

“Of course because I'm not blind,” my answer is still staring at the textbook on the table.

“I mean, you can see ghosts,” said Marsa.

Bono, who is still among us, justifies what Marsa asks.

“Your excess since birth or how?”

I just put my shoulder around to hear Marsa's question. Moreover, the girl even boasts and tells what are the advantages as an indigo girl and how she has helped people with her advantages.

I can conclude that Marsa is an arrogant girl.

Finally the bell started to sound, at least I did not have to listen to the babble of the girl in front of me. I regretted giving her a seat in front of me.

...***...

Right now my class is at sports hours and the teacher is explaining about the game of basketball. After trying to practice dribble, I covered the sidelines and watched what my classmates were doing.

“Ka, next week LDKS for new OSIS manager. We have to come, the show is nginap.” Bono who was still panting after playing basketball approached and sat beside me while jumping both legs.

“Stay at school?” ask me to convince you of what Bono explained.

“Hm.”

It is not wrong to want any event to stay, even though during the day there are only possessed.

“Tomorrow there is a committee meeting and we as the manager of the old OSIS must come,” explained Bono while patting my shoulder and then move and join again with friends who are playing basketball.

“It looks like you are afraid to participate in LDKS activities. Afraid to see “they”? ask Marsa who is standing before me.

I just clucked and threw my gaze in the other direction. Not a matter of fear but just lazy if you have to interact with other creatures in school. Especially the ones waiting in the toilets and the banyan trees behind the school.