Hey Indigo Girl (The Series) TAMAAAAAT!!!!
Part 22 The man

This morning Yusuf and I arrived in Borneo. Arif was there yesterday.

We were picked up by Arif at the airport and then continued the journey by car with 2 hours drive.

The location of the boarding house is indeed a bit far away and is in a rather remote area.

Kalimantan ... looking out the window with a different view. As far as the eye can see the scenery around is not much different from my hometown. But going inward, everything changed. There are still some places that are mostly forest. As far as I know, there are also many tribes in the interior. Which is still primitive or which has mingled with humans.

***

We arrived at the boarding house. There were many people there who welcomed us. Intentionally, welcome us more precisely. It was as if we were commanded and knew when we arrived. Must be Arif.

A few little kids I saw running towards us as soon as we got out of the car. To get to shake hands with us. It's an interesting race for them. They are funny and adorable.

During a trip close to this area, I only saw a few houses. The house is almost the same shape.

I was introduced to a sweet girl, white with a wide veil. Mitha, one of the 1 pesantren managers who was younger than me.

We shook hands and Arif told Mita to take me to the room I would occupy later. As far as I can see, Mita is a polite and kind child.

This room is narrower than my room at home, maybe 3x2 meters.

There was a window that when I opened, would be able to see the scenery outside. Even I could see the activities of other children who were playing there. The atmosphere is still very beautiful. That's chilly. I hope I feel at home here.

"May be at home, sis, here" Mita said as I looked out the window. I looked up and smiled at him.

"I hope so too. Have you been in Pesantren for a long time?"

"I'm from the beginning of the boarding school, brother. Two years," he said, and sat down on my bed.

"You're real here, aren't you?"

"Yes, brother. Everything here is native here. Only the brother of the builder is a newcomer, like brother Arif."

"Oh ... Eh, I want a way out of Mit, "I asked him more.

"Related, brother. I'm taking it."

We walked out of the boarding school, while in the living room we passed Arif and Yusuf's brother. Brother Arif is looking at me sharply. I haven't seen him in a long time. Ah, looks like it was just a few weeks ago, but why does it feel so long, huh? It's just that Arif's gaze is strange. Not as usual.

"Sister, I want a way out, yes, same Mita," I said.

"Be careful, Nis. Don't get far. Most of them are still wilderness. Don't be far from Mita either. You're straying again!" pinta Yusuf's.

"Yes, brother. Brother Arif? Why do you think I'm like that?" many wonder.

"You don't baper later, if you find anything strange" said brother Arif just now make me confused.

What am I going to see here anyway?

What the hell is Arif's brother. Ah, nevermind.

I walked to the boarding school to see children playing.

An atmosphere I rarely see in the city. His little boy was busy with gadgets and other things.

Here they play together like when I was a kid. Play hide and seek, jump rope, mound. And there's more.

"Eh .. Where are you going?"mita asked some of the girls who passed by in front of us.

"We want to wash this cloth, Mit. The River's. Let it be freely purified if the place is wide," said one of the girls.

"Eh, let's go yuk, Mit," I asked.

"Aren't you going to the river too?"

"Yes, yuk."

I haven't been to the River in a long time since I was little. And the river in my hometown is no longer clear.

We went to the river together. It's not too far from the pesantren.

Mita and the others explained about the state of this city. Like a tour guide. I just had a mangosteen mangosteen all the way, listening to their chatter.

Although Kalimantan is not completely forested, but here is still filled with tall and large tree trees.

There are still tigers, right? if there are many demons.

Mending to meet the devil from meeting the tiger.

Finally we arrived at the river where the water was not too deep. But it's so clear. It felt cold and fresh when it came into contact with my skin. Mita and the others began to wash the cloth. I helped them too. Apparently this activity is fun.

At the far end of the river, there are some people who are fishing and catching fish.

"Sir Word!" mita screamed as she waved to one of the men there.

The man greeted her, then walked towards us. I was still engrossed in the cloth I washed while occasionally playing with water.

The water is so clear. Makes me feel good for a long time here.

"A lot of brooks, the fish?"ask Mita to the man.

"Lumayan, Mit. What are you doing here?"

"This was nganter kak Nisa street road. Keep us here. oh yes, sister Nissa, know this is my sister, brother Firman."

I automatically turned to the man standing not far from me. Because I heard Mita was about to introduce me to her sister.

Deg!!! My heart stopped beating. The smile that had been expanding since then, now just decayed.

The man ... why it looks so much like Indra! Ah, it's impossible! I must have seen it wrong. But his face is the same. Oh God!

Slightly different from Indra indeed, this Word is filled with neatly arranged sideburns. The rest are all the same. Highlight his eyes, his height even the look in his eyes.

Is this what Arif meant?

I'm glued there. My eyes began to glaze over with glass and took out a round of warm water.I walked slowly towards him standing up.

Everyone there looked at me in wonder. Whispering whispered.

When I got close to the man, I touched his face.

"Ildra...?"

The man looked at me confused.

"I'm sorry, mba. I'm not Indra. But Word. Mba Nisa who said from Java, huh? It's nice to finally meet you" he said, introducing himself.

Even the voice is the same. Thought.

"No! you Indra! you Indra! Not the Word" I said half-calling.

I'm starting to get out of control. No matter what is around me.

He started to look confused, little by little he retreated away from me.

I immediately rushed to hug him.Without caring they looked at me wonderfully and strangely. I don't give a shit. I miss Indra very much.

He tried to let go of my hug.

"Indraa. Where you going, Ndra. I'm waiting for you to come home! You promised to go home! why are you here now?!" I was crying hysterically. Still in his hugging position.

But before long, I was pulled by someone away from the man, until my embrace just slipped out.

"Sisa... Nisha. Don't be gini, Dek. he is not Indra. selein Dek." brother Yusuf and brother Arif are already here following us apparently.

"No brother! her

Indra. look! brother see.he's Indra.just now he's on the side of the foot, but it's all the same, "I said while still crying.

Brother Yusuf held me in his arms who was about to hug the man again.

"Noise! Indra is dead.You remember, right? you can no longer gini brother please," said brother Yusuf sadly.

My condition is almost the same as when I fell a few months ago.

"Firman.you go first yes," pinta kak Arif.

Word went to bring the fish in his hand and ran into the forest.

I was still crying there and yelling a scream calling for Indra.

my sight went dark.

***

I woke up in my room. There was Mita and Joseph's brother there.

"Where's the hydra?" that word came out of my mouth. No matter my own circumstances. Or the reason why I arrived was already in the room.

"Sisa. He is not Indra.It is better we go home, yes, than here you are rich gini. Later brother tell brother Adam to come get you."

"No want! I want to be here. Indra... Why did he forget me? why sis?"

"Nisa. if she really is Indra, she will not forget you. He is not Indra. You must be aware Dek, Indra is dead. You must be sincere," advised Brother Yusuf.

I cried again, Brother Joseph hugged me tightly. Until adzan dhuhur reverberate.

"Sir Nisa. we pray to the mosque. Let Nisa's feet be calmer" said Mita who is still faithful to accompany me from earlier.

I also say yes, then follow Mita to the mosque near the pesantren.

" Mita was grieving with the state of Indra sis." her words even made me remember the senses again.

"Mitt, who's the word? why does she look so much like Indra?"

"The word is my sister, it may just look like Nisa's sister. In this world there are many people who are similar to each other" explained Mita.

"Perhaps, Mit. I'm sorry if I went too far" I said sorry.

Maybe it's true that he's Firman, Mita's brother. And it's just a coincidence, he looks like Indra.

I must forget Indra.

Arriving at the mosque I saw the Word in the front row with brother Arif.

Well, I should forget Indra.

We pray dhuhur together. The congregation here is mostly young people. Some parents may pray in their own homes. That's the conclusion I drew from my own analysis.

After the prayer, I want to go back to Pesantren.

Then seeing the Word is not far from me.

I approached.

"I'm sorry about that, I was wrong," I said trying hard to face him again.

"Yes mba. No matter what, oh yes, I am the Word. Mba the one from Java is yes, who will help us here?" he repeated the same question.

"Eum, yes Brother Firman. uh, do not call mba, yes. Call Nisa," I said.

"Then call me the Word. Looks like we're the same age."

Waitaminute!

Why is this like de javu, when I met Indra first even this word we said.

I just nodded in agreement.

Mita joined us here.

They are having family conversations.

The feathers of kudukku bristles. Ah, it looks like I will be welcomed by the residents here.

From a distance of about 10 meters, I saw a figure standing there.the woman with a broken face, and blood dripping from her hollow stomach.

Why does the shape have to be that? can't bagusan little what?

I'm getting nauseous. Then shut my mouth, my head was also dizzy.

"Sir Nisa. why? it hurt?" mita asked who was looking at my expression with a pale face and cold sweat on her forehead.

I just shake my head while keeping my mouth shut.

Because I can't take it anymore

I ran to the ablution site near the mosque.

I threw up there.  So disgusting.

Mita caught up with me, "big brother why?" ask Mita to worry.

"No matter what, Mit. catch a cold." I lied.

Afraid Mita would panic if she knew why.

I sat in a chair near the mosque.

I see the creature is still there.

Is Brother Arif about that figure who is here? my inner.

"Drink first." The Word offered me a glass of warm tea. The habits are the same.

I accepted it with thanks.

Ah, why don't I just try my habit with Indra first.

I touched Firman's hand when I handed him back the glass and the 'wusssshh' thing was gone.

I'm still confused. Why is it all the same. But the true Word does not remember me.

"Word," shouted a girl from a distance, then drew closer to the Word.

"Anggie."

"You're here? I'm looking for it from earlier. Anter go home, yuk. I want to meet you too. Talk about our wedding."

A wedding? who is this girl? the future wife of the Word seems. Word glanced at me and they both said goodbye. After Anggie and I shook hands with each other, of course.

"Mit, is that the future wife of Firman?" ask me after they've been away.

"Yes, brother. Brother Anggie and Brother Firman are getting married soon," explained Mita as she looked at me.

I'm just a mangosteen.

well, I have to take Indra.

Even though the Word is very similar to Indra, I also have to let go as well. He already has a wife.

***

In the afternoon, Brother Yusuf asked for my help teaching in the mosque.

The teaching staff here is very few.

There are only 6.

Brother Arif, brother Yusuf, me, Mita, brother Ahmad and Firman.

After the shower, I immediately walked to the mosque. There they all gathered. I'm the late one.

The habit of college ngaret kebawa also until now.

"Sorry, late" I said with a smile.

Brother Yusuf just stroked my head that had been veiled.

Well, right now, I've decided to go headscarf. Since I was in the pesantren.

"Are you ready for Nisa?" ask brother Arif.

"God's Insha is ready brother. oh yes brother Arif, eum..." I looked at them one by one. "Eum.. Not to be. hehe"

"Have you met 'them'?" ask Arif who can read my mind.

"Sir Arif mah is great. You know what I want" I said with a cry.

"No need to think, he won't be able to get in here. At least in front," he explained.

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Before long, children enter to start teaching together.

There are about 30 children who teach.

Wow many certainly. Each teacher gets 5 children to teach.

So far everything has gone well.

The crowd of children here made me forget my bitter memories all along.

Children like always give positive energy to me.

They were funny, fun filled with babbles that made my laughter always engraved with lips.

Not only did we often sing together. I also sometimes get into their games. Like hide and seek, chase and much more.

Around the pesantren is always crowded.

I sat on a bamboo chair, and leaned on Joseph's brother.

"I'm sorry, brother. Nisa likes to get out of control.," I regret.

"Not what, Deck. As long as you can think clearly again now.sister happy. It is not easy to forget Indra, brother understood. Whoever your soul mate will be, God willing he is the best. Just put the Deck in."

I saw far away Anggie and Word were chatting.

Jealous indeed. But what right do I have. He is not Indra. He is a Word similar to Indra.

Yusuf took the guitar and played it. Yusuf is good at playing musical instruments. At school, Yusuf joined a mini band with his friends.

Brother Arif, brother Ahmad and Mita approached us.

We sing together.

The word I saw was staring at us, and then when Anggie came home, the Word came closer to us.

"Nisa. replace it. Brother is tired." brother Yusuf handed the guitar to me.

I took it slow. Removing the key tone.I also long not playing the guitar, a bit clumsy.

I started playing guitar and singing.

Songs that I often sing in front of Indra first. Feel no tears dripping. Quick quick, I wipe it, short. Hope no one saw it.

I don't want to look whiny.

"Udah ah. replace the others," I handed the guitar to the front.

Then get the Word.

He plays his guitar and sings songs

Ed Sheheran Photograph is our favorite song.

Whether it's a coincidence or what.

I daydreamed again.my tears fell again.

Word saw me start crying, then stopped playing his guitar. My window's getting out of there.

"Niss.. Nisa!! " the call of Joseph did not stop me. The screams just pierced the heart.

I really want to be alone now.

I don't know where I am right now, walking alone. Time has gone by night. The night looks quieter. Tree trees look more creepy when the sun has sunk. Noisy leaves blown by the wind make Aluna shahdu natural music.

Why am I here, huh? but where else do I have to go? where it is the same, the forest.

Different in my town.

I can choose, go to the mall, go,

or watch a movie.

Hello Nisa. It's in Kalimantan!

My steps stopped because I heard the sound of a child crying.

I sharpen my hearing, making sure I hear the sound of human cries or jinn who want to outwit.

Behind the tree was a small child crying while squatting.

"It's a demon isn't it, yeah," my inner self.

I looked at him and he looked at me, and I saw his face pale.

Shiet!!

I was shocked and almost fell backwards if no one was holding me back.

"Hey ... slow down, Niss." This voice is so familiar.

The voice I've been missing for the last few months.

The senses!! Ah not. he's the Word!

I looked towards the little boy. He disappeared.

"Aaaww." My groan made us both look down. My leg seems to be sprained.

"What are you doing?" ask Word a little worried.

"My feet. hurts. sprains are like. I call brother Yusuf aja deh, tell nyusulin here." I then take hp from the pocket.

But the Word is on hold.

"Sister Joseph and the others are in a meeting. Let me take your foot off first I'll take you home" he said.

I feel like I'm hypnotized and just obey the Word.

He helped me sit on a big rock. Then look for a certain type of leaf, rub it and then massage it on my feet.

I screamed a little because I was holding back the pain.

Before long my feet were a little off. Even though it still hurts but I have been able to do it.

"Why did you walk here alone?" ask her when I didn't stop staring at her.

"Eh. oh I was just walking the road just looking for the wind and I was horrified.." I stopped my sentence, while looking towards the figure earlier.

The Word looks at me in wonder," horrified what?" ask again.

"Voice. eum.. the little boy cried. only it turned out to be ..eum... He.." My sentence was stained with bricks because I hesitated to tell the Word myself.

"He's a subtle creature he means?" The Word clarifies my sentence.

I nodded with a smile.

"There is often such a thing here. Do you see that often? not scared, Nis?" tanyakanya.

"Us used to. I am often afraid to meet them, but.... I'm not surprised anymore. When it comes nongol like to make a hanger."

Word smile.

"Well, I'm anther to the pesantren." she reached out her hand, then helped me up.

I'm walking in limp. It was a bit long ago.

"Eum.. How am I carrying?Fear your feet hurt again because of most motion," he bargained.

I nodded slowly.

In a moment we arrived at the school. Word is what way to run anyway? the pace is very fast.

Mita approached us, looking panicked.

"Sir Nisa.. Why?" ask while continuing to follow the fast steps of the Word.

"So it was a sprain, Mit. but it's a big sister. Just can't move a lot just yet, Nis," said Firman looking back.

"Yes, anther to the room aja kelama," pinta Mita.

The Word led me into my room.

I sat on the bed, stomping my own feet.

Word I saw silence looking at some of my photos there with Indra and my friends.

"This is what is called Indra?" ask her while grabbing the frame.

"Yes, it's Indra." I said flatly.

Word touched his own face and looked in the mirror of my room, comparing it to the photo he was holding.

"Indra died why, Nis?" That question makes me weird. Why the Word became curious about the figure of Indra.

I told him everything I had with Indra, from the beginning we met until Indra left.

Firman and Mita looked at me pity.

Mita could not even hold back her tears.

"Patience, sister Nisa. may brother Indra calm there, "said Mita while embracing me

"I'm sorry, Nisa, maybe my presence makes you even unable to forget Indra."

"No matter what, Fir, I have to get used to it without Indra. Sorry if I sometimes get out of control. Thought you were Indra, x I said with a smile holding back tears.

"I get it, Nis.."

Suddenly there was brother Ahmad entering my room while panting.

"Why, Mad?" ask Word.

"Nisa.called Arif.. There is a trance" said brother Ahmad.

"Many of them?"ask Mita.

"Massa!!"

We rushed to the pesantren hall.

Kok can be possessed anyway, he said brother Arif earlier they will not be able to enter. I'm walking in limp.

The Word carried me without asking.

Arrive at the Hall. There was a lot of screaming here and there, some crying, laughing and even running away.

Oh no! only I, brother of Arif and brother of Joseph.

I got closer to one of the 1 women who were laughing shrillly.

I held his head and I read the prayer rukiyah prayer, he had time to fight even I kicked him down.

Mita helped me stand up. Word took hold of the woman.

I continued my prayer again, for a long time he came to his senses, and Joseph gave water.

"Niss. there are still many, help brother yes," I saw Brother Yusuf was exhausted.

The victims of such trance are endless.

Someone must be in control.

I looked around me.

Not far from us there was a father who looked strange, like a shaman in a movie. I walked slowly closer to him.

"Where are you going?" ask Word.

"Who is that?" I asked while pointing at the man.

"Ki Gondrong!!" word Firman loud. seen the look of the face does not like the Word when staring at ki Gondrong.

According to the Word, Ki gondrong is indeed known as a shaman here.

Some areas in Kalimantan are still thick with mystical things. It seems that Ki Gondrong does not like the establishment of pesantren in this area.

Me and the Word are closing in on him. Reading the prayer in your heart.

"Stop it right now!!" I said raise my tone to the man.

He just smiled cynically.

I threw her a stone. And hit his head.

He was struck with emotion for a moment and approached me, Word standing before me.

They were engaged in a fight. then ki Gondrong launched his blow, Word bounced far away.

He must have used his science.

As the Word stood, I touched the spine of the Word while reading the prayer so that the word was not affected by the black power of ki Gondrong.

Surely easily Word can make ki Gondrong fall helpless. Instantly the person who is possessed is aware by himself.

Arif is approaching.

"She's the cause" I said pointing to her.

"Thank you Nisa. Brother didn't realize earlier that he was the mastermind."

Brother Arif brought ki Gondrong with the help of Firman and some others. I don't know where to take it.

I helped Mita and Joseph's brother in the Hall.

Tonight was beyond belief. Tiredness enveloped me. And made me fall asleep in my room. Hugging a doll from Indra of course.