Hey Indigo Girl (The Series) TAMAAAAAT!!!!
22. grandma sustainable

Tonight, we gathered in the front yard of Om Wayan's house.

Make a simple barbeque event. It just so happens that Dion is smart to make grilled fish.

He became an impromptu chef tonight, of course, everyone took part in this event. Dedi and Danu also make spices and sambal, Kak Arden has helped clean the fish earlier. We got it from a merchant who was passing by in front of the house.

While I just watch it while occasionally chatting with Radit.

Mba Alya also helps with various spices made. Greasing into the fish and the task of the men burning the fish earlier.

Danu who has finished with his task, then now even play guitar while singing his favorite songs. Since a few days ago, this song like her is often sung by Danu. A heartbroken song. Hm, who's she at heart with, huh?

"And, change the song. That crybaby song," said Dedi

"What song do you want?"

"What a cake, that happy one, Dan. Let the spirit," Radit suggested.

"Tha, you sing, you sing" said Dedi.

"Now ah, males. My throat is not good anymore" I refused.

The atmosphere of the page is quite crowded. Om Wayan house surrounded by walls and fences that are quite high. All of the architecture is very Balinese. Soon Om Wayan came home. He travels a lot and will only be home in a short time. Because he told us before. Om Wayan felt bad for not being able to accompany us for 24 hours in Bali. But we don't per his problems.

"Well, there are a lot of houses. Seneng will be," said Om Wayan after saying his greetings. Now he's sitting in one of those bales where Radit and I are sitting together.

"Whisper, om?" Radit.

"Now, it's even fun. Usually quiet as a grave, Dit."om Wayan even funny.

"Where are you, Om?" my many.

"There's a need. Ordinary, Tha. Someone needs help, "sigh om Wayan who seems tired.

Om Wayan is often asked for his help to deal with supernatural things.

For example trance, and other magical things.

"You are careful in Bali" said Wayan again.

Then he looked at Radit with a strange look.

"Why Om? How is that so good? " ask Radit.

"Eum, it's okay. " Om Wayan took off one button of his shirt and took the goods from the bag he was carrying. A doll wrapped in white cloth.

"Who is that, Om?" many wonder.

"Temen. He asked for help to make this nyimpen," explained Wayan.

"Reta can hold?" manya curious. Om Wayan nodded.

I opened the cover slowly. I don't know why it feels a little hot when I hold this doll directly without any of these wrapping cloths.

And when I observe the clingy, the,

There was some kind of electric shock and it made me a little surprised. Before long a not-so-clear silhouette picture of an event just flashed by.

How was it when I touched the painting that was in Radit's house back then. I murmured in my heart.

"Why, Tha?" radit was confused.

I looked at Radit, and thought for a moment.

"Let's hold it, Dit," I asked.

Radit took hold of this doll and the reaction was the same as mine.

"Why, Dit?" I asked him who was still a little surprised by what he was going through just now.

"There's a silhouette, but it's not clear. It just feels a little hot. Kayak electrocution. This doll there's a battery, om?" ask Radit to Wayan.

Om wayan laughed.

"We hold it again, Dit, together," I asked.

I want to prove whether it will be the same as when we touched Papah Radit's painting first.

Radit nodded with a serious face.

Brother Arden who is curious then approached with mba Alya.o

Om Wayan only watched while crossing his hands in front of his chest.

I nodded to give an aba to Radit.

We held the doll together, and then my other hand held Radit's shoulder.

The shadow is back. Random, but increasingly clear cut pieces of events.

I saw, the mistreatment that a woman did to the little boy holding this doll. The boy was so horribly abused that he died hugging this doll.

"God willing," I cried as I took off my hands together.

"Oh my god." Radit spoke.

"Why why??" ask brother Arden curiously.

Radit and I looked at each other and then I looked at Wayan who was raising the tip of his lips while looking at me and Radit alternately.

"This is real, Om? The owner of this doll.." I doubt it.

"Died murdered?" cut Radit.

Om Wayan widened his smile and took a deep breath.

"Yes really. This doll is inhabited by spirits and likes the road is not clear. Make others afraid. That's why I was told to take this doll away. Hadi alleged om bener yes," explained om Wayan make us confused.

"What is om guess?" ask brother Arden.

"Radit and Aretha, you complement each other" said om Wayan.

"meaning?" i'm rattled.

"The first time Om saw Radit, his aura was different.it was unique.not an indigo like you two," explained Wayang as he pointed at me and Arden's brother.

"What aura does om keep?" Radit was curious.

"Eum. Om also can not describe the details, using the science of guessing yes om clearinnya."om wayan fix his sitting position.

We took it seriously and waited for the next Wayan explanation.

"So you two, either soul mate/not really yes. You two look like sister Nisa and sister Indra." om Wayan more curious.

"I mean om?" ask Radit.

"So gini, you two have a unique combination of powers. For example, if you each touch the doll, all you see is a faint, right?unclear. But if you touch it together and like that, Aretha also use the show hold Radit shoulder, all the images will be clearly visible, and you think, you will be stronger if united. Eum, one day there will definitely be an incident that makes you understand the meaning of om." explained om Wayan then took the doll and went into the house.

The four of us looked up, still confused. Between understanding and confusion.

"Sister, do you know what that means?" ask me to Arden's sister.

"A little deck.. The point is that you two complement each other. Like the two of us, deck." brother Arden smiled at me.

Let the mystery remain a mystery.

Mba Alya slightly shuddered and then looked behind him.then looked up.

"Why, Al?" ask Radit.

"Eum, don't know. How about gini?" mba Alya.

I saw behind Mba Alya standing the figure of the little boy who owned the doll was silently staring at us flat.

brother Arden smiled as he shook his head slowly.

Maybe tell me not to talk about this.

Kasian mba Alya in fear.

Because the grilled fish is ripe, we used to eat a lot. It tastes so good. Wow this jago who makes.

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At 23:00

I started yawning.

"Bobo there," said Radit.

"Hm. Yes, I'm tired too" I said, rubbing my eyes a little heavy.

I'm taking Alya to the room.

"Ki! Not sleeping?" I shouted at Kiki who was still chatting with doni alone.

"Later ta!! Go first. "reject it.

Finally, Alya and I went to the room first.

The others were still cool in the yard while continuing to burn corn.

I was full and sleepy, so I slept.

Mba Ala I saw was exhausted too. I'm sure Mba Alya is not used to staying up, because from 21.30 aja already nguap continues earlier.

Until the room, I and Mba Alya immediately slept next to each other.

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It's cold!!

A cold hand coiled around my stomach.Who is this?

I opened my eyes that seemed to have been closed for a few hours.

I saw his hands pale.

My body immediately went limp. I did not dare to look at the owner of this hand.

I shook the body of Mba Alya who slept beside me, but did not manage to wake her up.

At a glance I saw from the tail of my eyes, there was the figure of a child who had come to sleep beside me.

I quickly let go of the hand and got up and got out of bed and then came out of the room without looking back.

I spread my gaze around, the atmosphere was quiet. Many lights have been extinguished as well.

And it turns out it's only 03:00 in the morning.

My hair bristled, and when I turned my head, the little boy was already standing next to me. He held out his doll to me.

"Bad. Go you!!" I shouted and then I ran a little towards the front yard.

As I got outside, I kept looking around me, I had to make sure the boy no longer followed me.

Once it feels safe. I sat in the front yard gazebo.

Take care of my irregular breath. I took a deep breath to fill my lungs with as much oxygen.

"Aretha.." call someone next to me.

I looked and was shocked.

"Oh God!! Ne...grandmother??" call me doubtful.

Grandma Lestari was already sitting next to me with a warm smile.

"No papa, nduk.. Don'tbeafraid.. The boy just wants to play" said the grandmother.

"Ih.. Don't wanna.. Time to play Reta.. It's different nature, grandma. Tell dong to go, Grandma. Reta's scared," my whine almost cried.

Grandma smile. Then hinted at me sleeping on his lap.

"Here,tleep. Grandma sing a song so you can sleep again" said Lestari's grandmother.

I said so, then I put my head on the lap of the last grandmother.

My head was stroked gently. Grandma sang me a Javanese song whose lyrics I do not know very well because it uses the Javanese language krama.

And I think my eyes are getting heavier. It's comfortable sleeping on Grandma's lap, and I'm asleep.

But when it started to enter the dreamland, my faint faint was like seeing Radit approaching.

But my eyes are getting heavier.he is always there, not in real life not in dreams.

radite .... Radite...

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RADIT POV

I don't know why I woke up this night, and when I saw this it was only 03:00 in the morning.

I went out to take a glass of water, because my throat was dry.

When I almost reached the kitchen, I felt the breeze a bit tight. I looked behind me, and it seemed like the front door had not been locked.

Wow, so teredor. Who was the last one to enter.

I finally walked out to close the door. But faintly I saw Reta??

Oh my god, that's Aretha!!

He was asleep in the front gazebo.

How can the child sleep here. Didn't you just enter the room?

I came closer, and I saw that he was sleeping well.

Because I could not bear it, I immediately carried him slowly so that he did not wake up.

I brought him into his room.

When I entered the room I saw Alya awake and a little surprised to see me carrying Areta.

"Lho..kok Aretha you bopong dit?why?" ask Alya.

"I don't know, Al. I found him sleeping in the front gazebo. I'll just take it in. This kid sleeps on what road?" many wonder.

"Eum. I don't know, Dit. Yeah, put it here. You also went back to your room. Sleep again gih.." pinta Alya.

I nodded then put Aretha in bed and immediately came out of their room.

Wuuussshhhh

As the wind gushed through my body to the bone, I looked behind me as I felt the wind from there. But I found nothing. I closed the door and I locked it.

Maybe it's just my feelings.

I just went back to my room, and forgot my thirst.

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