Nadia, The Indigo Girl
CHAPTER 9: Lucid Dream in a coma

The girl woke up after smelling the scent that made her sneeze, sitting on the bed with maroon-colored sheets.

“Je is awake?” said the Major General who was standing next to her while folding both hands, Nadia only nodded weakly while holding her head in pain.

 “Nadia and why?” said Hanson who was sitting next to her.

“I don't know. Suddenly my head is dizzy,” said Nadia who had opened her eyes perfectly.

“What is possible that you are pregnant.” The words suddenly gushed from Hanson's mouth, which immediately made his father and Nadia instantly startled while rounding their eyes.

“What does Hanson mean? you have never touched me,” said Nadia.

Willem just kept silent to see the chaos that was going on.

“Nadia!” suddenly Major General Willem spoke and sat down on the bed and stared intently at Nadia, the girl was frightened at such a gaze by this middle-aged Dutch man.

“What is true with pregnancy?” his tone became proportional, but his gaze was as sharp and intense as wanting to swallow Nadia alive.

Hanson became staring at Nadia with a gaze that was difficult to understand, between yes or no it could be possible.

“Jawab!!” menner Willem's voice snapped as he impatiently waited for the girl's silence, a surprised Nadia replied with a lowered head and shook her head in fear.

“No I----” Remark Nadia was cut by Hanson by saying, “ik will call Family personal doctor Van Buthjer.” Hanson left only Nadia and Wilem, the middle-aged man then approached Nadia and grabbed the girl's chin with his hand.

 “Sound dirty inlander girl. If until je pregnant, ik will not let grandchildren ik treated by je.” After that Willem let go violently and then passed away.

“What can not treat!! how could a mother who was separated from the child and child separated from her mother,” Nadia's inner and sassy tears then walked flowing.

“Where is the man's conscience! it is better he went to bring his son to live hungry in comparison should not take care of his son at all.” Nadia clenched her knees together sobbing hoping what Hanson said was not true.

Suddenly the doctor entered he was a man whose European face was reddish blonde, his nose was a little taper and tall, but not taper and as tall as Hanson's stocky body his age seemed almost the same as Menner Willem.

“Nyai, may I have permission to check on you?” Nadia understood what this Doctor meant, because she could be in English.

The girl simply nodded her head in agreement, finished checking Nadia asked a question.

“Sir, how is my condition? Am I pregnant?” asked Nadia who was curious about the condition of her body, the girl hoped that she would not become pregnant.

“Nee, je bent niet zwinger.” Said the doctor in Dutch which means no because Hanson never used that vocabulary in saying no (nee).

Nadia immediately breathed a sigh of relief the sign of things that were worried would not happen. Hanson entered Nadia's room smiling faintly, but the look on the man's face was not fine there was a hint of anger and disappointment, Hanson entered the room and clasped Nadia's hand and kissed her.

“Nadia this is the last meeting between je and ik. Someday you will meet again with ik, if you meet again I want to have children, ik want children from je a smart inlander girl.” Nadia felt praised by Hanson, but in another sense she did not know the meaning of the blond man before her.

“What does Hanson mean?” said Nadia while frowning.

“Je will see later tonight,” said Hanson immediately kissed Nadia's forehead then went out of the room leaving Nadia alone

Hanson and Nadia were making out at night when Nadia was facing the window of the room, seeing a sprinkling of stars in the cold Batavian night sky before long Hanson hugged her from behind because after returning home from work.

“Is je waiting ik, Nadia.” Hanson grew more possessive by leaning his chin on Nadia's shoulder. 

“You used to take a shower with water hang-” Nadia who has not finished her sentence was interrupted when she looked out the window.

“Nadia I want to talk something, this is the last time Ik and je Together. IK HOU VAN JOU.”

After saying that sentence, Hanson immediately ran out of the room without caring for Nadia's call.

Nadia also ran out of the room, down the stairs, and out of the house. The situation was so chaotic that many indigenous girls ran without direction and purpose, Nadia looking for Hanson who somehow where the native and Dutch soldiers shoot each other.

 He kept running also looking for Hanson before long his body collided with a mature brown-skinned native man, pinning a badge on his shirt, as well as a headband. The Indigenous man managed to catch Nadia's body so as not to fall.

“You okay?” said the man with a thick Javanese accent while holding Nadia's body.

“My name is Adi.” Nadia so speechless she was confused to answer what, in the middle of people who run and shoot each other as if this is an illusion. 

“I'm Nadia,”.

“Come better Nyai come with us.” Adi reached out her hand then Nadia shook her head slowly backwards and ran.

What a foolish thing the girl was doing, instead she was looking for Hanson the man who had clearly hurt her. Nadia ran indeterminate direction calling anyone she knew, BU Marsih, Pak Harno, Ajeng, Lasmi, and Endah.

Shortly running the girl squinted when Hanson was surrounded and beaten by three native youths and the young men put their rifles right next to Hanson's temple, Nadia looked to the side below and took the gun lying in the hands of Dutch soldiers who had been killed by bullets that stuck right in the heart and neck.

Nadia ran towards Hanson and hid in the bush after she shot the three natives who wanted to kill Hanson, let herself be a traitor to her own people all she did for love.

Nadia was just in time when the trigger wanted to be pulled she first shot the three young men.

“HANSON!” Nadia ran as hard as she could towards Hanson with a bruise on her face, Hanson also ran up to her walking limped while holding her chest.

“NADIA!” hanson yelled as well they clenched each other like this the last time.

“IK HOU VAN JOU, HANSON.” Nadia started to speak Dutch.

“IK HOU OOK VAN JOU, NADIA.” Reply Hanson while tightening his embrace.

Soon Hanson fell, when his head was hit by a bullet released by Adi the young man who helped Nadia just now.

“Goodbye Nadia, someday we will meet again.” The last words of Hanson whose head was on the bench by Nadia with the blood of this Dutch man began to seep wet Nadia's skirt.

The girl screamed hysterically when the lover she dreamed of was gone and stared at Adi's hatred. “Hanson!!” shouting Nadia.

The girl once again picked up the gun beside her that she had used earlier to kill three Indigenous youths while wanting to attack Hanson, then shot himself immediately the girl lying beside Hanson who was also lifeless.

 Nadia looked up at the sky filled with stars in the night sky Batavia and Iguyup still heard the noise then Nadia's turn to say the last words to Hanson's body that was covered in blood beside her.

 “GOODBYE ABADI LOVE.” The last sentence Nadia who turned to the side afterwards closed her eyes.

At that time the black robe or the black robe came with a watch in his hand as if to set the time and dimension and pulled Nadia's spirit from her body that had been stiffened on the ground due to the wound shooting in the head of his work he looked for a moment at his body before staring at the black robe.

“It's time you came back.” Said the black robe while holding Nadia's hand and unexpectedly there was a time vortex heard the sound of clockwork and brought her to Nadia's consciousness.