Hey Indigo Girl (The Series) TAMAAAAAT!!!!
Part 24 love triangle

My condition improved as time went on. I have also started doing activities as usual such as teaching children to teach and others.

My closeness to the Word is also getting closer. I have also begun to get used to it that the Word is the Word. Not Indra.

Even though there were many similarities from them, but slowly I dismissed all the assumptions.

I have to move on.

This afternoon I went to Mita's house to ask her to teach naji at Pesantren, because she did not also appear, afraid that something might happen.

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa aleikum salam." I heard a gentle woman's voice from inside.

"Eh there's a guest. This must be Nisa's mom, huh? go in first mba. Mita ... There was Mba Nisa nih," called the mother half-screaming while looking inside her house.

I shook Mita's hand.

"Most often play here, mba. I just saw Nisa's mom up close. It turned out to be beautiful, yes," Mita's mother said praising me.

I just blushed hearing it.

I saw some family photos on the wall. And before long, the Word had just come out from within. He looked at me flat, I just smiled thinly.

"Man, this is Nisa's mba. Where's your sister long?"

"Mr bath first." The Word sat beside his mother. We were both close enough, but sometimes I stayed away from her. Especially if my feelings start to go far in the Word. I'm afraid I can't move on from Indra. Word is getting married in a few months.

"You alone, Nis?'' ask Word.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Till my house too. You know who?" ask again.

"It's just people." I got up from sitting, trying to avoid all questions of the Word. And also, I was curious about the photo on the wall of this house.

It was a family photo, as I thought. There was Mita's figure when she was a child. That's my guess, because their faces are similar.

"That was Mita as a child. It used to be fat. Now it's skinny, it's hard to eat" explained Mita's mother. I'm just smiling. Surprisingly, why there are no pictures of the Word.

I'm a little confused.

"When what little picture of the Word, Mom? How are all the photos of Mita?" I still look at the photo.

"dm ... Photo Word, it's on fire. Our house used to be on fire, so all the photos of Word as a kid don't exist."

I looked at Mother Word, I saw she was a little misbehaved.

Why, huh? It's weird, yeah. Why is it only the Word photos that do not exist.

"Sir Nisa, sorry for so long. I took a shower earlier." Mita just came out the back.

"What is it. Brother Yusuf told me to come here, he said you all bring documents of children, want to recap," I said.

"Oh that. Just take it." Mita went back to her room.

Before long Mita came out again with some maps.

"You go now" I asked

"Sirman together, right?" ask Mita who saw the Word just sat still from earlier.

"Yes," he answered flatly.

We immediately say goodbye to his mother Mita and Firman. I took Mita walking in front. The Word follows us from behind. Mita told me a lot about the state of her home environment, about her mother and her family. I just faithfully listened to her story. Slowly, the fur on my nape moved out of place. I pressed the nape, while watching the surroundings. There must have been someone watching us since. There was a white cloth behind a tree not far from us. I stopped walking, making the Word come closer while looking at me.

He stopped in front of me calling my name. I took the hand of the Word so that the creature would disappear. I was lazy to play with them.

And it's true. The figure disappeared instantly.

"Sir Nisa saw the ghost again, huh?" mita asked while looking around us.

"Why yes, all the same. Though the people are different," I said to myself while looking at the Word.

"What do you mean, Nis?" ask Word. But I don't care.

I walked with Mita again.

When it's about to reach the boarding school, Firman pulls my hand.

"Mita. I want to talk to Nisa."

Without being ordered twice Mita left us alone. The Word swept my eyes around, I just kept quiet and tried to be indifferent.

"Nis, what are you doing? are you angry with me?" ask Word.

"Why what? Keep getting angry why?"

It turned out that he realized that I was deliberately avoiding him.

"You've changed, Nis. You're strange. Why do you sometimes act warm to me, but suddenly you can turn cold to me. What's my fault, Nis?? tell me," he urged, holding my hand.

"You are not mistaken, said. I was wrong. I'm trying to accept the fact that you're not Indra, and I'm trying to be normal. But you don't know, do you? As we get closer together, does it hurt me?! Especially every time I see you both with Anggie! You don't know what it's like to be me! You don't know how hurt my heart is!" I turned around to leave.

But the Word took my hand again. Unprepared, I fell into the embrace of the Word.

"Don't gini dong, Nis. I'm sorry if it makes you sick," Pinta Firman again without letting go of his embrace.

I pushed her body to stay away from me.

"I was wrong. I purposely avoided you Word.I did not want to fall in love with you! I don't want to be hurt anymore! I don't want to lose anymore! You will belong to someone else! So I better not be here" I said in tears.

"I fell in love with you this time! I love you, Nisa!" he said half screaming.

I looked at him in wonder, shaking slowly as if this was a dream. Hearing the Word say it there I was fragile like this. "Take me off, Word." When I managed to take off the handle of the Word, when

I'm ready to go, not respond to the Word. When I turned around, it turned out that there was Anggie behind me. Word and I were shocked to see it. Apparently he had been there a long time and automatically heard our conversation earlier.

"you guys? It turns out that behind me you guys are gini," he said looking very disappointed.

We both fell silent, confused as to what to say.

"I'll tell you, father, that our marriage may be accelerated by Fiman!" Anggie went to get Word to leave me. Firman looked at me even though Anggie was taking him away.

"Astagfirulloh haladzim." I limp, my body slams to the ground. Now I was crying, squatting, alone, lamenting my miserable fate. I feel so stupid! I finally ran to the boarding school.

"I want to go home now!!" I said to them all.

"Why, Nis?" ask brother Yusuf in wonder.

"Sister Adam! Let's go home now! " Without answering Brother Yusuf's question, I rushed into my room to clean up all my belongings.

Brother Adam and brother Joseph followed me into the room. They were silent for a moment in front of the door.

"Why, Deck? Arrived to go home?"ask Joseph's brother who is now approaching and sits in a chair not far from me.

"I'm not strong here. I will not be able to move on from Indra. I want to go home, instead of my heart hurting every day. Firman is not Indra, right? So why am I here!" I said while crying.

Brother Yusuf hugged me.

"Yes, you're going home with Adam, but tomorrow. Morning morning. No plane is flying today. There's a smog. Only tomorrow" Joseph's brother explained softly.

Brother Adam also hugged me tightly, trying to calm me down.

"Yes, tomorrow we go home with my sister."

Until the night I didn't leave the room. I'm not ready to see the Word.

Why would he say that? He gave me hope and threw me down again.

I also fell asleep to hear the chanting of sacred verses read by Mr. Arif in the mosque using microfone. So soothing.

***

The next morning after the dawn prayer I prepared to go home with Adam's brother.

Brother Arif, brother Yusuf, brother Ahmad and Mita already on the terrace will take my departure.

I shook their hands one by one and hugged Joseph and Mita.

"We will miss big sister.when will you come here again yes," Pinta Mita with glassy eyes. "sorry Mita, sister," she whispered with a gaze that I can not read

I smiled at her as I stroked the face of this sweet girl in front of me. It's hard to leave this place, not because it's just the Word, but I'm getting used to them.

"Byok our brother is leaving, what are you waiting for?" ask me to Adam's brother.

"Wait for the Word, Nis. He's the one who anted us to the airport."

The deg!!

"Not anyone else, who can?" tanyaku. They just kept quiet and looked at each other, not answering my questions.

Soon the Word appeared.

So, don't want us

departing with the Word.

The car atmosphere is a little clumsy.

Brother Adam who is usually crowded, a lot of chatting as if he understood the situation this time. He was quiet too.

Only occasionally ask me and the Word about simple things. I sat in the back seat of the car. Staring at window.

Before long, my phone rang.

Lovely call me.

"Assalamualaikum, Ndah."

"Wa alaikum salam, Nis. What are you doing again? I miss "

"Against the airport, I'm coming home today. Where are you so noisy?" ask me wonder.

"I'm in Aceh, Nis. I volunteer here. There's another riot."

"Goddy?"

"Yes, Aceh.. Ferly and Nindi are also here.we volunteer."

"I'm coming, yeah, I'll go straight there" I said.

Aceh.I feel close to Indra when I hear the name of the city. Phone disconnected. Probably a bad signal.

"Sir, I will go directly to Aceh. Brother went home alone yes, greetings to papah, mamah same brother Shinta," I said flatly.

"Well, Nis? go home Nis. don't have to macem macem,"

tell Adam's brother.

I just kept quiet, looking back at the scene next to me. Adam called my name many times. I was arguing this time. And I don't want to give up either.

Brother Adam can't do much if I've made up my mind.

Firman glanced at me from earlier without saying anything.

We arrived at the airport.

Brother Adam is taking care of the tickets etc.

The Word pulled my hand.

"I'm sorry, Niss. I made you like this," he said.

I have to go, I don't want to be the third person in their relationship.

"No matter what, I shouldn't be here.you're good here, may you be happy with Anggie," I said and left the Word.

"I love you, Nis," she whispered softly, but I could still hear clearly that sentence.

I immediately boarded a plane to Aceh.

Goodbye to Borneo..

Goodbye to the Word..

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