Indian Go!
Episode 50's

Okay, thanks to Jeannet's help, Indi may have gotten rid of one major problem. But some of the problem options still seem to be unresolved. They had already arrived at the city where Indi was living.

Merely, they clearly did not know how to enter the city by riding on a dragon, which had not been fed. Thinking about food again reminded him that they had not eaten anything.

Not to mention Indi had to find out how he could get to his house in the middle of the vast city.

“What do humans see when I bring a dragon?” ask Indi.

Jeannet shrugged her shoulders, “that's it, I'm no longer human. But it seems they must have seen something. Maybe a giant bird, or maybe a giant bat. You know, humans are good at imagining.”

“If I had my salary, we might be able to order an ojek online and head straight to my house,” Indi complained.

They were on a hill near the city, deciding to wait for dawn. Wishing a miracle someone would come and offer help. If Fanny were here, she would know what to do, Indi's mind.

Jeannet then looked at Indi, with his big toothless smile, “Hei, my ghost brain had just thought of a brilliant idea,”

“What is it?”

“You don't need to know. All you have to do is improvise. Oh yes, and also the energy to walk.” The ghost said it was confident.

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They leave Vega on the hill, tying him with a raffia rope (Ide Jeannet).  They were already walking about two kilo meters, in the middle of the night, when they found a mini market that was still open.

“Jackpot!” exciting Jeannet.

“What are you really planning?” ask Indi who was curious.

“You don't need to know. Because I know that you're a human being who can't improvise. Just follow the storyline and play your part.”

They then enter the mini market. Soft instrumental music churns from hidden speakers. Mini market that is included large for mini.

Shopping shelves are also there, ranging from groceries to clothes. There was no one there but Indi and the mini market guard cashier.

The cashier was stocky and proportional for a man. Her skin was brown, and her hair seemed to be shaved and cut with an army model. He looked like a soldier rather than a cashier in a mini market.

He was wearing a short-sleeved red mini market uniform, which made his muscles bulge out. In his pocket was a business card.

India read that business card “Ricky”.

His eyes were clearly widened when he saw Indi. He's not wrong. A girl who looked shabby, walked into her mini market in the middle of the night.

“What do you buy mbak?” He said with a typical accent of this country, mixed with the accent of the world language.

“Ehm, women's interests,” says Indi ‘improvise’.

“Oh, it's on the shelf at the far right,” he said.

Indi throws his gaze at Jeannet. The child ghost pointed his two thumbs at Indi. The little ghost should have already carried out his plan. From behind Indi's shopping rack noticed what Jeannet was working on.

He went into the cashier's desk. It made Indi a little nervous. What if he gets caught. Wait, Indi forgot that Jeannet is a ghost.

The ghost snuck in and now stands right next to Ricky.  Slowly Jeannet ‘climb’ the burly body of the man. Jeannet caught Indi's sight and blinked.

Indi really did not understand what was inside the ghost's head. Jeannet is now a ghost hanging from Ricky's arm. Somehow it works but Ricky seems to feel something.

‘Quickly a little!’ indi said without a sound.

Jeannet nodded. A second later the ghost climbed up and jumped on Ricky's shoulder. Both of his tiny hands rubbed Ricky's face which made him turn pale.

Indi then guessed lip motion from Jeannet, ‘IMPROVISASI’. True, Indi almost forgot about it. From the shopping rack Indi approached the cashier.

“Are you okay\-all right?” ask Indi.

Ricky looked moaning, “Ergh. It seems this is what happens when you have to work every night,” he lamented.

“I think you should rest,”

“No, no need, this is just a common disease of people who often stay up late. Besides, my GYM dary result will not disappoint,” he said sound a little haughty.

The burly man kept holding his head. Every now and then he groaned, his voice sounding like the sound of a cow about to be slaughtered. A second later the man jumped off the cashier's desk and had been in front of Indi.

“Improvisation,” whispers.

“Jeannet?”

Ricky or Jeannet hugged and held Indi. Indi saw Ricky blink in the eye and started screaming.

“PLEASE!!!”

Ricky (Jeannet) now picks up some food and money from the cashier, then runs out of the mini market. He tried to reach into his pocket to find the key to the motorbike and handed it to Indi.

“Hey, I don't know bring motor!” indi.

“Come on, you're more mature than me. After all carrying this vehicle is the same as carrying a bicycle.”

Indi looked at the motor was nervous.

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