My indigo story
Grandmother's advice

"Here, the fried rice is done! "

Grandma smiled at Antara, sitting next to him. Hope his grandson will love the cooking, because it has not been cooking fried rice for long enough, hope it tastes the same as before.

"Thank you grandma! " answer Artara impatiently wanted to eat it right away.

"Yes, right at the meal, cold hunt you!"

Artara immediately ate her, but in some mouthfuls.

"Aparticular? " call his mother.

Just a few mouthfuls, it turns out that her mother has entered the house, looking at her while standing, her face has been confirmed, sharp and angry.

"Mama? " answer Artara. 

"Go home now!" mother's orders.

"Darling, let it be, my granddaughter here, if you can stay here for a few days! " said grandma. 

"Mom, this is my son ma, don't interfere, I gave birth to him, not mama! "

"It is you who gave birth to Artara, but mama better understands your child in your weigh!" replied grandma. 

Artara's mother was silent, unable to answer. chose to sit next to her son Artara.

"Mama has always spoiled Artara!" syndicated mother. 

"Mama also always spoils kaka!" reply artara while chewing fried rice. 

Mother was back in silence, grandmother smiled a little to hear her.

"Well, I want his fried rice dong, his grandchildren's time!" mother suddenly collapsed and smiled. Doesn't look angry back.

Grandma laughed, hearing him.

"Let's help my mom!" replied grandma. 

Artara's mother laughed and went straight into the kitchen with grandma. Artara also laughed at the warmth of her family.

"Natura!"

Just now in the living grandmother and her mother to the kitchen.Suddenly someone called her in the back. 

"What's up, you want?" ask artara

"You dong!" answer her

"ask my grandmother!" answer artara.

Thunder, his ghostly companion. He is a male ghost 23 years older than him. His hair was black, with his face pale, red-lipped.

"Tumben here?" ask thunder.

"Obviously, there's a problem with my mom!" artara still ate fried rice.

"Oh, cave. Every time you hear your curses, I've blenger. Do I need to disturb until I'm scared to believe the same!"

"No need for thunder, like my mama, I'll go crazy again, hahaha!" reply Artara

"Biarin, guys. You're the one who doesn't bother at madirin mulu!" replied Thunder.

"Here you are, candra where?" ask Artara

"Candra in the back, used to like sitting on the edge of big trees!"

Candra is another ghost friend of his, he is also still friends with Thunder. She was 19 years old, slightly older than Artara.her body was stiff, pale, and often pulled out her tongue. He committed suicide in that tree.

Right the fried rice was up, he went straight to the back of the house, meeting Candra with Thunder.

"Still daydreaming?" ask Artara behind Candra's body.

candra was dumbfounded, and when she glanced back, there was Artara.

"why come here, bosen look at you!" answer Candra.

"yeee, if it's in cariin, it's in the drive!" ceplos Thunder.

"hahaha" Artara's laughter

Artara sat down next to Candra, looking at her. A little sad to see him, considering his curhatan who always wanted to be alive will return, because he regretted suicide. Because of family problems.

"Well, that's how. It was never finished!" answer Artara.

"Lu should be grateful, still have a mother, as if your mother wanted the best for you!" candra's advice.

"Ough huh?! wait a minute, you're rich, right?! you're 18 now, right ?" ask Candra. 

"Well, being an adult is no fun!" answer Artara.

"Whose word, I was in my life, at 19, was a time of love!" Thunder is talking. 

"None of the girls wants a cave!" Artara's Refutation. 

"Where do you want a girl?! Are you an introvert?!'' rebut Thunder. 

"Darling!" call mother. 

When busy talking with his ghost friend, his mother arrived to meet, a little strange expression.

"uh mama!" answer Artara. 

"Why are you here, behind the house. under the tree talking alone anyway?"

"Well, no papa ma, just bored!"

"Well, let's go in the house, it's dark, it's going to be too bad!"

Because Artara has finished her fried rice. Now it's the mother's turn to eat it while getting a scolding. 

"Well, why yeah, but I often make fried rice which is a rich recipe for mama. But it doesn't feel like it can be this good, it fits!" Said the mother while chewing fried rice. 

"Yes, my grandmother used love. Not rich mama, just so?!" Artara suddenly blabbed

Mother immediately glared sinisterly looking at her own son. Artara was silent in fear. 

"That's it, the same mother's son. It's rich in rats and cats!" Grandma laughed at them. 

"The Artara thing, it's been. Don't talk about it anymore. Mama has heard it!"

"About the case at school?" Ask grandma

"Do you know what?" Ask Artara's mother

"Well, of course my granddaughter told me!" Answer grandma

"Well, I don't know what else to do. A dozen times I have come across expensive psychologists for Artara to be able to behave normally. Like the other kids. Study, school, so students excel. Not rich like this. Every month there are cases. Every day I act strange. By the way Mama cape knows not!"

Artara fell silent, as if not willing to interfere, she tried to calm down and listen to her mother's nagging

"After, at least. He's your son. She was born from your womb, right?!"

Artara's mother fell silent, and continued her meal. 

30 Minutes later.....

Since tomorrow was Sunday, Artara decided to stay at grandmother's house. Luckily, his mother was a little lost that day. He was allowed to stay, even if only for one day. 

After eating, his mother suddenly stood up to him.

"Well, mom came home first well, but that's remember. Tomorrow night. You should go home with your mom!" said the mother seriously, looking at Artara's eyes

"Good mah!" A short answer by Artara

"Well, I'm picking up my son, huh?" ask grandma

"Yes, take it easy!" replied grandma casually while drinking a cup of warm tea

Mom walked out of the house, got in the car.

Artara just peeked out of the window, saw her mother leave.

He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief, because his mother really allowed him. To stay at his grandmother's house. 

"Why, how do you see it from the window?" Grandma suddenly said. 

"Huh?! No ko nek. Just want to get some curtains. The power is dirty!" Answer Artara. 

His grandmother smiled, slowly holding both shoulders. Staring at her seriously "heard my granddaughter, want anything and whatever your mother, she loves you!" Obviously grandma. 

Artara shed her tears. And hugged her grandmother tightly.