INDIGO “SANG INVISIBLE MATA”
CHAPTER VI THE END OF THE STORY....?
(Library, Second Break)
(Akbar's Point of View)
Me and Ainur went into the Library while being frightened, how not while in the class of headless creatures showing their form almost made Ainur wretched. With fear I managed to stop the spirit and make it go away, “But why did he show himself?”
My eyes focus on the back corner of the library, right..A woman sitting in the back seat alone is like waiting for someone's arrival, “Hei Cin!” my broom
Ainur who saw Cindi as distancing the body did not like the existence of Cindi, worthy of a lion ready to hit the deer as food.
Do not want the atmosphere to be awkward better I just start the explanation so that misunderstandings do not happen again, “Cin this Ainur my classmate”
“Then?” I stopped after hearing Cindi say like people were holding back anger
“Ehh yes..it” I was too stuttering to forget what I wanted to say
“I waited for you during the first break but you didn't come. Where have you been, with other girls?” a sentence made a deep misunderstanding
“Heh, no kok..begini, this morning our class repeated so I can not come here. So don't get me wrong dong first, this is also Ainur my classmate”
As I expected from Cindi without a long time he digested every word of mine in order to understand the real situation, “So” he said ketus
“Then, find him Cindi..Cin.in my friend from IPA class 2, remember friend...tee...maa....nn” I explained in a long tone like practicing singing.
“Iya, that's why he's here”
“Well I wanted to explain yesterday's problem first, that time you saw it we were not a kiss but Cindi just wanted to check my eyes”
“Checking eyes? Why your eyes?”
“He thought I had blue eyes that could see ghosts, but unfortunately I didn't. But Cindi has, yes..can be said she is an indigo” child.
“Wait! Indigo child?” ask Ainur firmly
“Iya” I nodded my head, “In addition I will tell you all things, but you can promise to keep this a secret and also you can help us?”
“Wait! Why do we tell him when we both have enough” Cindi starts to stand up from the chair like ready to attack
“Iya Cin because we need Ainur, he is close to the teachers and maybe we can get more information about the case
“Whatever can”
“It depends whether he wants it or not, but you agree that Ainur knows this?” I said show seriousness
It seemed impossible that Cindi had no choice, though selfish, but the reason I chose Ainur was a ripe fruit was well thought out.
“So how is Nur?” Ainur tried to understand the situation
“So what should I do?”
“Well then I'll tell you all”
In a whispering voice I explained everything that happened to the school suicide case and the events of my search and Cindi last Saturday night. Ainur who received all the information was shocked and confused, even though I did not know he would believe it or not in the end.
Half an hour passed, my mouth frothy telling of the dark times and problems we faced, “So that is, our next plan is to make the families of the male and female victims meet each other”
“Since when did you start to investigate this issue?” ask Ainur
“If you remember..a few days ago, after I met Cindi”.
“So, but what is your goal to bring together the families of both parties”
I couldn't answer Ainur's question because it wasn't me communicating with them, I saw Cindi as a sign to take turns explaining, “Hhh” Cindi sighed
“It is not our desire to bring together the families of the victims, but this is the last request of the two spirits it” explained Cindi
Ainur went back to silence, holding his head and thinking hard, “All right I understand, but before that I had a question for you Cindi”
“Well what is” without trite Cindi approves
“You are an indigo child, can you ask you to heal me?” the request of Ainur confused me
“Heh, heal? Is Ainur any serious disease?” ask in my mind
“No, sorry I can't” reject Cindi raw-“I know if anyone is following you, the purpose of healing you is to drive away the ghosts that bother you right?”
Now I understood the plot of the conversation after Cindi explained, but I still could not understand the intent of the conversation of the two women in front of me.
“What, why?”
“I've seen your happenings from the past, you've always been compared, isolated, hated and tried to commit suicide right?” cindi's words were like bullets that shot right into Ainur's heart, he was jolted unwilling to speak
“I can't help you in this, because what bothers you is not one but two or three besides that their aura is very strong and dark. That's why I'm sorry” Cindi bowed her head making the atmosphere instantly silent
“Once ya” Ainur's angry face turned sad just like the first time we met
“Then I can only provide information and instructions so you can avoid them, That's also if you want” Cindi gives an offer that I think is like barter life only
“Truely, I don't think there's any harm in trying. In addition, I was also surprised to find out if there are children who have privileges other than myself at this school” accept Ainur
“Heh, wait! You mean Nur, special child.besides you?” I thought for a moment what Ainur meant just now
“Yes that way, actually I can also see a subtle creature or can be called an indigo child instead, but the ability of my inner eye was closed a few years ago when I was in ruq’yah”
“Hahhh!!! Really?”
“Ferdi's base don't you see his cornea in color?”
When Cindi said that I immediately brought the face closer to see if it was true that Ainur had blue eyes, an eyeball that belonged to a special child, “indigo” children
“Ehh, yes really the same blue color as Cindi” my face sharp
“Hei Akbar what are you doing?” Ainur pushed me away
“Ah sorry, sorry, it turned out to be true, it's worth it when we first met at WC that time you said you saw the figure of a child. So since you can see them too y”
“But that's not it if someone misunderstands how?” cetus Ainur
“Well this is just a normal person's reaction if his face is near” Cindi connect the conversation while looking at me
I understand what Cindi meant if she was insinuating me, “Abviously I'm not a normal person other than it's your fault near by yourself”
“But you yourself did not push me instead ready to kiss me back then”
“Nah right, you meant to kiss her” Ainur added to the heat of the conversation
“Not..it is not true.it was an accident..trust me” the volume of my voice began to rise with tears flowing out of disbelief.
“Bh.ha.ha.ha..ha..ha” Ainur and Cindi instantly laughed enjoying my misery
“Iya.iya now I believe it is not necessary to cry so” taunted Ainur.
“I don't cry” I said while wiping tears using my sleeves
“Ahhh there is a pervertmm” shouted Cindi with a small volume of sound
“Hei Cindi!”
“Kha.ha..ha.
“Akbar is very funny if you are afraid”
“Oh yes search time yesterday even when the spirit of the victim came Ferdi instead hide behind me”
“Ehhh, men's time so anyway?”
This meeting was a coincidence of luck, because the three of us were able to meet and make friends while eliminating all misunderstandings.
Although initially tense and distrustful of each other finally a bond is formed, although the goal is a bit strange but I am grateful to be able to meet these two women, he said, the one is smart and grumpy “Ainur” while the other one is gloomy but kind-hearted and meek-soft “Cindi” but I myself cannot believe if they are both Indigo children, is this a sign of luck or misfortune for me?
***
(Library, Second Break)
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
Accidental meeting of fellow people who have abilities like me, “Cindi” he is also a child of Indigo, maybe if I can be friends with him I can be a little calm and comfortable. Besides, even though I didn't tell you about my past, he already knew it, a great ability.
But whether he really wanted to be friends with me or he just pretended, he had the same nature as me when I was still on the path of darkness.
“I don't think it's time to think about it, now I have a lot of friends and people who believe in memy inner”
I agreed to help Akbar and Cindi solve the school suicide tragedy 10 years ago. Hearing the story and explanation of the tragedy made my hair stand up especially after the spirits of students and students are still wandering in school.
Strange..should I be afraid and do not need to follow their request.but strange I was interested and curious.if there is something interesting in front of him maybe that I thought.
“This is open annual alumni” I showed them both about the yearbook, to carry out the next plan we need a lot of information about the identity of the victims
“Makasih Nur, it turns out good there Ainur we so easy connection with guru”
“This said bu Eka yearbook between 2006-2009, if the incident 10 years ago from now means the tragedy around 2007 ya”, I said based on the facts
Cindi nods her head while Akbar picks up one of the yearbooks, “Oh before that, Cindi do you know the name of the red tie female ghost and the headless ghost?”
“Iya her name is Siti Zuleha and the other is Cecep Nugroho”
“Heh how do you know the name of that headless ghost?”
“When communicating with them, a bit of their identity drifts and enters the mind. Even so I can only remember the name and tragedy of the suicide it was”
“It doesn't matter if we can find their names I think all will be fine”
It took a long time to find the data of the two victims, we who from the beginning missed the afternoon lesson decided to return to class while carrying a yearbook. It's not good to skip lessons for fear of influencing themselves,
“Then we both return to the ya” class Akbar told Cindi
Akber and I walked down the corridor with hearts afraid of the anger of the teacher, this is a deviant activity that I did in High School for the first time “Bolos tahs”. If my parents knew the behavior in school was often truant maybe I would get in serious trouble.
“OK I peek first yes there is a teacher or not” Akbar sneak peek through the back window to see if there is a teacher in the classroom
He carefully looked here and there, with narrowed eyes he got the news, “OK no teacher Nur, let's go in” he said as he walked quickly to class
Arriving in the classroom so crowded, no teacher and a lucky lesson for me, “Lho Tin no Sociology lesson? Sir where?”ask me to Agustina who is busy playing mobile phones
“No task, sir go” replied Agustina to me in a tight and cold tone
“Oh so yes, congratulations means” I also sit on the bench and put the yearbook on the table, because there is no lesson I just continue the search
“So where's it going with Akbar? I think the deket terribly” Agustina asked in a cold tone
I myself hope that Akbar comes and explains to Agustina so that everything is clear, it seems that Agustina is not happy that I am close to Akbar. But when I turned to the secret of his chair he was not there and instead played chess in the back near the empty room.
“Dasar Akbar even play watch out ya” my mind is angry it feels like I want to hit his face but can not
But I let it go first for his revenge later, I continued to look for the identity of the school suicide victim, but immediately I remembered the incident earlier that afternoon a shadow appeared behind me.
Considering the scene was in his class and in the empty room negative thoughts came up to me, “Means the black shadow earlier was he the ghost of the suicide victim?”
My mind came to a halt after seeing the sheet in the middle of the yearbook, a familiar name because it was mentioned by Cindi and an old photo stuck there, “Eh this means!” I've found the data of “Siti and Cecep” suicide victims
The satisfaction and fun came because I managed to find it, when I stood up to tell Akbar the students from the other classes came. A familiar class that bothered me a lot, I saw Shata being pulled around by her friends towards my seat.
“Come Shata, the brave dong” says Zulkifli
“Heiii class IPS 2 we are come back” shouted Doni one of the reliability in class IPS 3
All the eyes of my friends are fixed on their entourage, “Dasar just wanted to calm down even the calamity came my inner”
I thought of a step in order to avoid the IPS 3 class group, when my mind was obstructed to see Akbar towards his seat I just approached.
“Bar, this..” I approached Akbar while giving the yearbook that contained the identity of the ghost of the school guard
“Em, what?” Akbar looked at me while biting the cheese paste in his mouth
“I have found the identity of the victim, Cecep and Siti right?”
“Bem...nar..kah! Whoaa he..bat Nur, okay bem.ntar ya” Akbar took something from his bag and left his sight to me
When Akbar was busy with his own IPS 3 class entourage took the opportunity to mess up, “Nah Ainur, Shata wanted to say something nih” Zulkifli pushed Shata towards me but was lucky the distance was far away so it did not hit me
I just kept silent and I also intend to silence them as bullies, “Today Shata wants to shoot Ainur” said Doni provoked the attention of everyone
“Hehh where there is, no how I say so” elak Shata
Akbar who managed to grab the object inside his bag immediately waved to Shata like a greeting to meet again. While biting his paste he approached Shata, “Yo Fadil” greeting Akbar to Fadil
“Ya Akbar, how are you?” say hello back to Shata
No wind no rain Akbar brought Shata out of class but something that Akbar held to my attention, chocolate given Shata that I gave to him to be returned was still there on him.
Not a few glances were directed at the exit of the two of them from the class, not knowing what happened but I knew they were talking about something. But the strange feeling I got when Akbar acted like a hero, the pleasure and thank you for making me.
***
(Akbar's Point of View)
The huge commotion as I concentrated on playing chess upset me, but after seeing my old friend in the push-ups as a toy now I couldn't stay still. If Shata really likes Ainur better help, but Ainur who doesn't like Shata also help me because I promised.
I hold the chocolate she said Shata gave to Ainur, my old friend Shata Fadil I often call him Fadil I take out to help find a way out.
“Hahhhh...” I deliberately exhaled while leaning against the iron floor barrier.
“Hemm” I returned the chocolate of his gift to Ainur
“Kata Ainur he does not like in love chocolate, haahh..bagimana ya” I scratched my head while thinking
“Is Ainur anyone she likes?” a question I can use
“Then I don't know, but now I want to ask you like Ainur or not?” resolutely
“Entahlah..but I think I like Ainur” surprising statement from Fadil because I did not think he could honestly express his heart
Someone I've known for a long time, his quiet nature but has extensive knowledge when SD does not like the crowd. Plain but scary face behind plus a way of talking that makes people understand or misunderstand because the level of language is high.
“Fadilku has grown up my inner” feels like his mother
“Well then I support you del, but as you can see. It looks like Ainur is uncomfortable and does not like the commotion of this size”, I said
“Iya anyway, it's because Zul same Doni push-push I keep”
“Well, then you just need one more step, then I'll help you”
“What is it?”
“Hehhh I thought you already knew what I meant, so hurry up and shoot Ainur if you can now”
“Hahhh where can I, how about I get rejected?”
I glanced back, I saw in the window everyone was looking and eavesdropping on my conversation, the shame felt up to the crown, before it was wrong to think I was carrying the conversation with Fadil moving to the front of his class.
“Moving yuk” take me
While walking I give advice, “If you are rejected means there is still another chance, this is if you keep silent without shooting him at all this kind of incident will continue to repeat. But if you've already expressed your liking once whether the result is accepted or rejected, your classmates won't ask you to approach Ainur again instead of”
Whether Fadil means what I say or not, “So it is, so if I declare love to Ainur there will be 2 choices so and that choice will make Ainur happy right?”
“Alhamdulillah understand, Fadil turned out to be great” thought I was relieved
“Iya, means that if you are accepted even good and even if you are rejected you can still approach Ainur again secretly until he accepts you”
“Okay then thanks ya Bar. Well just for you” Shata gave me the chocolate
“Wah thanks del” after giving that chocolate Fadil straight into his class, I know if personally meddling his romance with Ainur even I feel guilty and he might just stay away from me
“I hope the future is fine,..but..” I forgot to ask when and how Shata shot Ainur.
As soon as I entered the classroom, the eyes of all my friends looked at me as if I were a prey of hunters, “Well, maybe this is what I thought
“Kajol called Fadil in class” I lied to Zulkifli to get all IPS 3 students out of my class
“Oh okay bar” for whatever reason I feel Zulkufli respect or even feel afraid of me, he quickly returned to class followed by his friends
When IPS 3 class left, my classmates continued the commotion as usual,
"Haahhh” feeling of relief approaching
But not for Ainur maybe I gave him a heavy choice, but now it was his decision to wake Fadil up if Ainur did not like him.
As Ainur recalled having found important information regarding the red-tie female ghost and the headless ghost now was the perfect time to execute his next plan. But feeling the circumstances do not allow me to delay to avoid the worst problem which is “misunderstanding”
“Nur, later we talk again save that book, we discuss when I go home from school, just”, I whispered to Ainur when walking through it
Ainur just nodded his head while returning to his seat, I stuffed the chocolate Fadil gave into his pants pocket and returned to the back of the class to continue the battle.
“So where was it?” ask my rival Raihan when playing chess in High School
“You're on the road now, I'm moving fort” point Raihan
A mistake when I moved the queen to finish the game but being disturbed by outsiders made me have to wait and rethink. Some of the men noticed our chess game like they were watching a thrilling race.
Maybe for many people chess is a boring game but at that time I was very affected by every pawn even sleep I dreamed of running them.
Although I'm not as good as Raihan and Abdul as rivals of this brain game, I keep trying to improve because when playing chess is playing a life strategy when I misplace the pawns the consequences are not only eaten but I can experience defeat.
Therefore I make chess as a pattern of my life, when should I move this piece?..and where should I put this piece?.and if I can win in this life?
“Yes I won again..” cried Raihan.
“Whaaa lose again!” this time is a crushing defeat for me for today, in 5 games 4 times lost 1 win
***
(Breading Corner, SMA Negeri xx Palembang)
(Ainur Viewing Angle)
The bell went home but my class was out of class first when it was seen as a person who was released from prison. Akbar and I sat in a corner stone chair waiting for Cindi to arrive, this is to discuss her next plan about the tragedy of suicide in school.
Akbar, who looks calm while reading the yearbook containing the identities of the victims, pulls chocolate out of his pants pocket.
“Lho looks like it was chocolate Fadil giving back then” I glanced at Akbar who opened the chocolate wrapper
Akbar seemed to have radar looking at me as if he knew I was watching him,
“Mau?” bargain for me
“No ah” reject me
“Nothing this is why I love Fadil so this is mine, nih” he split the chocolate and gave half to me
I took it with my right hand, “Makasih” I was too shy and nervous when I myself did not want to receive chocolate from Shata. I was thinking, though,
"Would if I eat this chocolate I accept Shata because it is chocolate from her, or why did I receive this chocolate when Akbar gave it?”
“Hmm is delicious too even though the nuts are a bit stuck in the teeth” Akbar enjoys when eating chocolate makes me feel like trying it
When we were together Cindi came from behind surprising the arrival without permission,
“Hah Cindi?” I said surprised and kept my distance from Akbar
“The two of you have gathered, how fast?” Cindi sat on the other side of the reading corner table
“Our teacher did not enter the class because there is an affair”
“So, then we immediately discuss our next action” Cindi began to show a serious face
“This” I showed a student yearbook containing data on suicide victims to Cindi
Our language began to feel deep discussion with the officials of the State, serious and not long-winded. I myself fear whether my existence on this team helps, it seems like the two of them seem to be seriously responding to the events of 10 years ago.
“Well then Saturday shall we go to the families of the victims?”
“Ah, if Saturday and Sunday I can not because I have a PMR race in SMA xx” explained Akbar
“How about tomorrow?” my advice
“Can also if tomorrow, maybe after school” Akbar said his duty
We both waited for a response from Cindi, though,
“All right, faster better” Cindi also agree with my suggestion
“Well then for tomorrow...”.
CHAPTER VI "THE END OF THE STORY...?"....FINISHED