Indigo Girl Match
Crying out

Bida basking in the hot sun. Mr. Iwan approached him. "Bida once we get to school, you can go home first."

You seem to be less healthy. Mr. Iwan looked at Bida's reddish eyes as if holding back a cry.

"It's okay, sir, it's almost dry." Bida does not want to go home but Bida does not want to make her mother worry. His mother was a housewife and a tailor. It has been a long time since her mother did not sew, which was pregnant for the first time until Bida was 7 years old. His mother did not receive stitches from others, only sewing family and relatives' clothes. The only other person who sewed clothes on his mother was bude Sulis for being pushy.

Now his mother has started receiving stitches again although limited, the reason for not wanting to neglect the family if too busy sewing.

"But if you wear that towel, when does it dry?" Joko sir gave advice.

"Yes sir." Bida was still worried about taking off her towel that covered her shoulder. Difficult choices. Want to dry soon, but also want to not be seen his friends.

The pale-faced young man was seen sitting by the pool like his position the other day.

"Go to the attic upstairs, it's quieter and hotter.

"Thank you."

"Yes." Yeah." Mr. Iwan who answered Bida when Bida expressed his gratitude to the pale young man.

In a hurry, Bida asked the pool attendant for permission to go upstairs.

"Can I go up to the attic to sunbathe?"

"Please mbak."

"Thank you, sir."

*****

After school, Bida just stayed in the room. Bida tried to hold back her tears but her tears ran down her cheeks. Grandma and Aunt did not show themselves. Indeed Bida forbids them from appearing in his room unless Bida calls him, because his room is a place of privacy.

Bu Joko and Pak Joko were astonished by Bida's unflattering attitude as usual.

Bu Joko and Mr. Joko decide to knock on Bida's room door.

Tok tock, "Bida... Bida.. Can we come in?"

Bida's door opened.

Bu Joko and Pak Joko enter Bida's room and sit on a chair in Bida's room. There were 2 chairs and 1 table in Bida's spacious room. Bida sits on the side of the bed.

"What's Bida?" Bu Joko walked up to Bida, sat down next to her, then stroked her hair.

Bida could not hold back her tears anymore. "Bida wants to be like the other kids, ma'am. Bida doesn't like any subtle creatures to interfere with Bida's affairs. Every time something happened with Bida in the slightest, grandma or aunt even Wowo would act. Today, there was a girl of Bida's age who was crying because of Bida. The boy accidentally hurt Bida.

"What happened to Bida?" Joko sir looked worried.

Bida finally told me all the events today.

While the gathered grandmother, aunt and Wowo hovered over the rooftop of Bida's room, she was saddened to hear Bida's confession, which indirectly denied their presence.

Mr. Joko and Bu Joko stared at each other. Bu Joko seemed to hint her husband to tell Bida important things.

"If you don't want a story, let me tell Bida." I looked resolutely a little threatening to Mr. Joko

"What's wrong mom? What are you and your mom hiding?"

Joko sir sighed.

"Bida, in fact Mother and Father have tried to come to so many kyai and smart people, but there is no result.

You remember when you were a child you were not able to put yourself to talk about subtle creatures or talk to them until you were considered a liar. Even my father and mother were worried when your Kindergarten teacher advised me to see a psychiatrist because I thought you had a mental disorder.

One day your father dreamed of meeting your great-grandfather. Grandpa Joyosono his name Grandpa said that you will be free from the subtle creatures. You won't be able to communicate even maybe you won't see the appearance if you're married.

"Married? Bida agrees ma'am. Just marry Bida now. Bida got married religiously and Bida remained in school and lived apart until Bida grew up."

"That's the problem Bida, you'll be free if you're really married while you're still young. If your soul is around you, even if you have not married her, then the subtle-creature will not be able to appear before you. But you can still hear their voices.

If you're really married, then they can't bother you anymore."

Ms. Joko started crying. Bu Joko loves her daughter very much but feels unable to do anything.

Bida thought through all of his father's explanations. "I'm sorry Bida, Bida's worried about mom and dad."

"No son. It is precisely the father who apologizes, can not help you." there are tears dripping from the eyes of Mr. Joko.

"Patience, learn the diligent. There will come a time when you will meet your soul mate. Don't blame your grandmother, aunt and Wowo for trying to take care of you."

Grandma, aunt and Wowo are very moved and increasingly saddened to hear the words of Ms. Joko.

Wowo flew away with silence back to the tree of ylang. Grandma and aunt also drifted away.

There was no wind, as if the night was so quiet. Everyone was silent in his place.

Bu Joko and Pak Joko ask Bida to sleep and leave Bida in his room.

"Sleep son, tomorrow's a more diligent school. Achieve achievement, your soul mate will be in accordance with your quality. If you're good then your soul mate is good too."

" Yes mom". Bu Joko kisses Bida's left cheek, while Mr. Joko kisses Bida's right cheek.

"Since when did Mom, nymphs have been whiny?" Joko tried to tease Bida.

Bida smiled at him.