INDIGO TEAM
Mr. Agus (Season 1)

After school I went with mbak Rahma to the room where Pak Agus (IPA teacher) was located. I knocked on the door many times as a sign I asked permission to enter.

Silent. Silent. There is no lawfulness.

I tried again. The same result.

"When I used to play here, I was told by my husband that he liked being in the IPA room, where you met me" said Rahma when I was busy knocking on the door and calling Mr. Agus' name.

"Dad! Find who?" ask someone behind me.

"Oh sir, I'm looking for Mr. Agus, do you know where he is now?" just polite.

"Owh. Mr. Agus, I saw him in the IPA room".

"Well, he's there sir if I may know?".

"I don't know for sure si, it's just that he often went there and looked at the skull that was covered in glass" my eyes bulged and looked at Rahma's mother.

"Roften sir?".

"Yes deck, very often".

"Yes sir, thank you for the information. I go first, let's sir" I nodded politely with a smile and then went to the IPA room with Rahma's mother.

Arriving in front of the door of the IPA room, I was hesitant to knock. I glanced at Rahma before I started knocking.

"For so long" said Rahma with a flat face moving her hands to open the door. When the door opened, Mr. Agus gasped and looked at me who was also looking at him.

"Happy afternoon sir" I stiffened my hand as I wiggled to the right and to the left.

"Siang, who are you? And what's the need?".

"Sa-I Risa sir, I want to meet you to meet the father with mbak Rahma".

"Is that indigo?" i'm nodding.

"Rahma my wife?" I nodded again.

"My wife is dead, is she around?" ask Mr. Agus while combing the entire corner of the room with his view.

"Bak Rahma is next to me sir, would you like to see?" mr. Agus nodded. I raised my hand intending to hold the hand of Mr. Agus in order to bring him to meet his wife.

"Eh.." I looked at the distance between me and Mr. Agus which was quite far. I'm on the doorstep, and she's near the glass cabinet that holds Rahma's skull.

"Forgotten sir" I said embarrassed as I walked over to Pak Agus followed by Rahma.

"Ouch!" I was surprised to hear Rahma's moans. I approached him and helped him stand up.

"Why mbak?" manya panic.

"Bump table".

"Be careful, if you look around" I said.

"Wrong table, why is he there, I'm the way already really" elaknya while rubbing his knees covered with red dress.

"Kan mbak hit the table, not the table that hit mbak".

"It's just the wrong table".

"This is the room at the school, mbak, general yes there is a table. If there's no table, it's a football field" I'm upset.

"Riss! Why are you angry there? Are you angry with my wife's spirit?" i'm nodding.

"Yes, sir, my wife did not want to say she hit the table. Turn on the table, but he also said he hit the table".

"Ris, my wife is so, do not want to give up" Mr. Agus walked up to us both and asked me to meet him with Rahma's mother who was still angry with the table he hit.

"Mom! This I want to meet my husband mbak, do not be angry mulu napa, ntar cepet old lhoh" said I.

"Bodo very!".

"Damn! Very nice si" I hold the hand of Mr. Agus and concentrate.

"Rahma" Pak Agus immediately hugged his wife with tears.

"You're evil! You can take my body! You are evil mas" mbak Rahma did not return Mr. Agus' embrace, he just cried bitterly.

"Mas hold! The dribble! You are evil! How can you wear the body of your own wife. Amel has a fake skull in his room".

"Amel also needs the skull again for his duty Ma. I'm sorry Ma".

"Huh.. I'm sorry you are mas, angry that you will not be useful, I just ask now you buried my body well" mbak Rahma's cries began to subside.

"Yes Ma, yes, I promise. This afternoon I will also bury your body, sorry Ma" Mr. Agus hugged Rahma again, mbak Rahma now replied with a relieved smile.

"Amel is already working, his fake skull must no longer be needed. You try to ask him if the skull can be bought by the mas to be a replacement for the skull" Mr. Agus nodded. The meeting ended, now Mr. Agus invites me to come with him to the house.

The journey time is about half an hour. I was busy chatting with mbak Rahma even though I had a small fight because of a desk problem in the IPA room earlier.

Arriving at home, Mr. Agus immediately approached his son and discussed everything.

"Mother..mom is here sir? Where sir? I want to see you" said Mr. Agus' son.

"Yes, my mom is here. This is called Risa, the father's student at school, he who can bring you to meet with mother" said Mr. Agus while introducing me.

"Hi! My name is Amel, I want to meet my mother, can I?" I nodded and held her hand. She cried and hugged her mother. He apologized for his mistake so far from being born until he could work, he also apologized for not being able to make happy women who had given birth to him by betting their lives.

"No papa, no papa. Mom knows you work in the office. You do'a in mommy yeah, let me calm down. Although mother is not on your side, but mother is in your heart" Rahma pointed to where the human heart is. Brother Amel smiled, he hugged his mother again and promised to always pray for him.

"You're following makamin makamu mom's body, right?" brother Amel nodded. He entered the house and came out already with a large long plastic handle containing a fake skull. The four of us entered the car that was driven straight to school. Arriving at the school, Mr. Agus immediately ran towards the principal's room, Mr. Ridwan and explained everything.

"Gosh Agus!!".

"I'm sorry sir, I accept that my father fired me. I will be responsible" said Mr. Agus.

"Already Agus, I will not fire you if you want to take responsibility. Lisa! Can I meet his wife, Mr Agus?" I nodded weakly. My energy is running out, let alone I haven't had lunch. I approached Mr. Ridwan with a body that had staggered.

"Riss! Ris! You why?" ask everyone to panic.

"Hehe, usual sir, brother, ma'am. If the frequency brings together makhlus smooth as humans become dizzy, tired, his body is also sick. I haven't had lunch because, but no papa, I can still have a meeting once again" I immediately held Mr. Ridwan's hand. He immediately approached Rahma and apologized.

"I'm sorry mbak, I'm late to know that the skull stored in the IPA room turned out to be his body mbak Rahma to make mbak not calm".

"No papa, I'm sorry".

Meeting's over. Mr. Ridwan brought a fake skull belonging to brother Amel to the IPA room and put it in a glass cabinet to beautify the position of the skull mbak Rahma.

After that, the five of us entered the car driven by Mr. Agus to the cemetery which used to be the burial place of the late mbak Rahma.

"I'm calm now, thank you Ris for the help. I'll go first".

"Sama-sama mbak Rahma" I said as I looked at her disappearance.

"You are calm there, Ma. Me and Amel will often come here" said Mr. Agus beside his late wife's headstone. Brother Amel also rubbed the headstone while smiling behind his tears.

"Let's go home" take Mr. Ridwan.

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"Amel's skull does not need to pay, it's Amel love, Amel sincere" said Amel in front of my school gate.

"Thank you, thank you son" said Mr. Agus.

"Yes sir together, then Amel go first, there is a promise to the same cement" Amel said goodbye to me and Agus sir then entered his car which immediately drove away. Mr. Ridwan had said goodbye to Amel first and returned to his room because he said there were some things to be done.

"Thank you for the help Ris" I nodded.

"I'll go home first, sir, excuse me" I'll go to the bus stop. Waiting for the bus while playing a handpone.

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