The Injured
Friends of the Triplets

Does anyone miss triplets?

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Yansen is a special child, just like Aleesa. In class she often talked to herself and played by herself. At first, his friends thought Yansen was insane. However, both of Yansen's parents said that Yansen was an indigo child. He can see invisible things that no one else can see

At first everyone did not believe. However, Yansen's privilege was proven when Yansen saw her friend just keep crying in class. Though there is nothing.

"There's a big granny." That's what he said.

Even the classroom guardian was confused, every time Pongki entered the classroom he would always scream like that. If, at Pongki's house will be fine.

Bu Lulu as the homeroom teacher finally asks Yansen for help. Not that the boy did not want to help, often his friends said he was crazy he was finally reluctant. Enough of his family believed his words.

"Yansen, what exactly did Pongki see? Can't you see something like that?" ask Miss Lulu.

"Did you want to call me crazy too?" get the kid.

"No, Honey. I just asked," he said.

Yansen didn't speak, she just clasped Bu Lulu's hand. I was surprised by what Bu Lulu saw. Bu Lulu immediately let go of Yansen's hand.

"Actually Grandma is good. It's just, Pongki is naughty. He's always noisy and bothering Grandma's place. Always banging on the table where Grandma is" he explained.

The creepy-faced, red-eyed old granny, that's what Ms. Lulu saw.

"Can he go?" Yansen.

"The Granny's place is here. Grandma just wanted Pongki to apologize and not be naughty anymore. He had long been a resident of this class and looked after the children here as well."

Actually, Miss Lulu doesn't believe in such a mystical thing. However, he will call Pongki's mother and say everything.who knows what Yansen says is true.

The next day, Pongki and her mother entered the classroom. Pongki was very unwilling to look towards the backmost and cornermost table.

"No way," Pongki refused. He kept hiding behind his mother's body.

"Pongki, this is for your good. Who knows, this way you will not be disturbed again" said the mother.

"Excuse me" said Mrs Lulu politely.

"Sorry, Grandma. If all this time Pongki has been naughty. Pongki annoys Grandma because Pongki doesn't see Grandma. Forgive the boy, Grandma." Let Miss Lulu be considered insane. Who knows, Grandma's responding.

Pongki was still frightened, he still saw the figure of the Grandma.

"Pongki, come on now it's your turn" said the mother.

At first Pongki refused, seeing Grandma's face getting creepy finally Pongki came forward with a trembling body.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I promise I won't be naughty again. No more noise," he said.

Pongki who was still deep down was now trying to raise his head. The figure of Grandma was not there and Pongki could breathe a sigh of relief.

Yansen who had just come looked strangely at Pongki, Bu Lulu and also her mother Pongki.

"Yansen, is that grandma not bothering Pongki anymore?" ask Miss Lulu.

"Yes. Pongki's already apologized, '" he replied casually.

Bu Lulu can breathe a sigh of relief, Pongki's mother looks confused at Yansen who is now playing a small robot that she carries.

"He's not that crazy kid?" whispered Pongki's mother.

Bu Lulu nodded, but she corrected Pongki's mother's words.

"He's a special boy, he has a sixth sense. Thanks to him too I know why Pongki is always scared. Believing in not believing I did as Yansen ordered. It's true," obviously.

Pongki's mother approached Yansen. "Son" called.

Yansen who was engrossed with her world turned her head.

"Thank you" said Pongki's mother.

"For what?" ask Yansen astonished.

"You've helped Pongki not to be disturbed by the ghost again" he said.

"Grandmother is not disturbing. He doesn't like kids who like noise. Hit the table. He really doesn't like it" Yansen said.

Yansen is still a child. He only explained a glance and returned to his world.

"Aren't you carrying a cannon?" ask Yansen.

"Bubu said, I can't take her to school. I don't want to be considered crazy for always talking to myself" he said.

Yansen laughed and he was engrossed with the toy in his hand.

"How many ghosts are there in your house?" ask Aleesa.

It wasn't the toy Aleesa asked for, it was a ghost. It's amazing this kid.

"Many, there's a bule ghost there's a ghost here too. They were on the guava tree in front of my house" Yansen replied.

"Gee." Aleesa's eyes sparkled hearing everything.

"Can I play to your house? Same acquaintance with your ghost friend?" asked Aleesa enthusiast.

"Of course," Yansen replied happily

Seeing the closeness of Aleesa and Yansen, Aleena felt sad. He remembered his friend Kalfa. Kalfa who had been for one year did not visit him. Not playing to his house, and yesterday got the news that Kalfa moved again to Surabaya.

"I miss you, Kal," he said.

An ice cream keychain Aleena always took with her everywhere. It was a gift from Kalfa.

"This is for you. May you always carry this everywhere so that you may always remember me."

That sentence turned out to be a farewell sentence for the two of them. When Aleena asked her father, his father always said that Kalfa had not been able to play in Jakarta.

There was sadness in his chest, but he didn't want to show it to anyone. He just holds it himself. When he misses the figure of Kalfa he will look at the keychain.

Aleeya approached Aleena with food in her hand. He looked at the older brother who was putting on a sad face.

"Why?" Aleena shook her head.

Aeleya just blicked her lips, it was common for her brother to be like this. He looked back, Aleesa was playing with Yansen.

The three of them had different attitudes. A different uniqueness. Aeleya prefers to hang out with boys, for example Pongki. He said the boy was not as chatty as a girl.

After school, Aleena's lethargic face was obvious. Echa who today did not go anywhere stared confusedly at her first daughter.

"Why Brother Na?" ask Echa.

"Mom, has there been no word from Kalfa?" tanyanya.

Echa shook her head, she gently rubbed the princess's hair.

"No, Honey. Patience, yes."

Just a weak nod that Aleena gave. He chose to go to his room.

In another city, a five-year-old boy was engrossed in looking at the bead bracelet Aleena gave him when he moved to Bandung as a memento.

The father went into the room because the boy did not leave the room.

"Kal," call the father.

Kalfa just turned his head towards the father with a very flat expression. Satria stared at the bracelet that Kalfa was holding.

"Last weekend we vacation to Jakarta, will you?" Kalfa looked at his father more and more.

Then, he shook his head. "Every day to Jakarta tomorrow we will move again, just like we moved to Bandung last year. After we vacation to Jakarta tomorrow we have to move again to Surabaya. Kal was getting away from Aleena even more," she explained in a soft tone.

Satria sat beside the adopted son. He gently rubbed the head of Kalfa. "I'm sorry, Papih."

"Not wrong Papih. Maybe Kal can't be friends with Aleena."

Speech that makes Satria's heart sliced. Actually, Kalfa's friend here is very much. However, it couldn't be better than Aleena.

"Om Radit has always been your name. Aleena has always asked for you" added Satria.

"Free to meet if you have to be separated again, pih."

Kalfa grew up to be a smart boy. He can think like an adult.

Satria chose to leave her son's room. Not without reason, he perfectly understood how Kalfa. Given the trauma experienced by Kalfa is still there.

"I promise you, someday I'll find you."