Nadia, The Indigo Girl
CHAPTER 8: A final pre-conscious omen of a coma

Nadia blinked when she saw from the window of the upper room, the sun had not yet appeared.

Yes the girl woke up when the sky was still bluish or dawn, Nadia slowly released the big hand that hugged her from behind she looked back and immediately rubbed the soft blonde hair of the man who was sleeping next to her, Nadia smiled and then immediately got out of the bed.

Nadia walked in a state still wearing kebaya yesterday and wanted to go to the pavilion where Bu Marsih and Ajeng to perform dawn prayers, arriving at the pavillium Nadia hesitantly and slowly knocked on the door while sounding the voice of Bu Marsih reading Al-qur’an.

“Assalamaicum. Miss Marsih, Ajeng I want to borrow mukena,”, Nadia said with fear that Ajeng who opened the door was very surprised to see the master at the door.

“What's up?” ask Ajeng while looking down.

“I want to borrow mukena,” said Nadia.

“Oh, let's Nyai. Please perform dawn prayers here.”

Ajeng lent him a thought and invited Nadia to perform dawn prayers in this very small pavillium, Nadia asked Allah SWT to be guided at this time her heart was very afraid and troubled only Allah SWT who knows everything and can guide.

Inside the classic room a young man was furious when the girl beside him disappeared the man's hand was fingered next to him, but did not find the girl. What a cry he echoed to the hut, garden, and pavillium.

Nadia realized she had been so long that she did not return to the room, “Bu Marsih ama Ajeng I went home first because Sinyo seemed very angry.” 

Nadia immediately ran towards the house when she arrived in the room near the park, not far from the pavillium all the workers were lined up and shouted angrily by Hanson.

“You can go now!!” hanson shouts to the Indigenous workers, then Hanson sees Nadia standing still.

“Where to je!” the sound of intonation frightened Nadia.

 Hanson thought Nadia had run out of the hut and disobeyed her orders.

“Ik has a reasonable penalty for je so that je does not try to escape again.” Hanson pulled Nadia's arm into the private bathroom located on the top floor of his property, then viciously Hanson flushed Nadia's body with cold water.

Nadia shivered from the coldness of her body as if frozen and numb, the girl's cry broke instantly her mouth could only issue an apology and mercy. 

The girl rumbled on the bathroom floor her eyes turned red and looked at Hanson.

 “I'm sorry I fell in love with you Hanson!!” the angry cries of Nadia who was still loyal sat on the floor.

“If you are like this I prefer to go back to the hut.” Final Nadia who got up and went out. Hanson pulls the girl into his arms, but the girl is in revolt with the man dragging Nadia's body back into the room.

Hanson instead fondled and left a possession mark on each neck of Nadia, the girl was helpless so she resigned her body also limp because of Hanson's torture.

Nadia let out a frightened cry from her mouth she only called out names that were able to save her, Endah, Lasmi, Pak Marno, Bu Marsih, and Ajeng.

 Hoping that they would help him, Nadia could predict what would happen next and Hanson would make the child the way Hanson wanted.

“Hanson stop!!” Nadia shouted furiously.

“What if I was pregnant it would be dangerous with your career,” said the girl Hanson still faithfully sip inches from the skin of the girl's neck and chest.

“Ik does not care very good if je pregnant child ik,” said Hanson who held both hands Nadia on his head with one hand. Nadia prayed in her heart.

“God if indeed you are meridhoi servant to be Mother of this son of man, then do not make the son of servant will suffer and how the fate of Mother and sister servant.”

Nadia when both hands were released immediately pushed Hanson's body with all her might until the man stepped away from his body, then scratched the wooden drawer made of teak and took the weapon in the form of a small gun.

 “Away no closer!!” Nadia pointed a gun at Hanson, and the Dutchman raised his hand.

“Nadia quiet will explain!” hanson said, Nadia who was already angry and frightened no longer cared about the words that calmed the soul from Hanson's mouth.

But Marno entered the room at the right time, how surprised the middle-aged man was when he saw what happened Marno who could immediately make Nadia remove the gun from his hand and the gun immediately fell to the floor.

“Pak Marno release me!!” Nadia's fighting in Marno's enclave.

“Nyai relax!! please calm down,” said Marno.

Hanson picked up the gun lying on the floor, and immediately put it in the drawer back.

Marno recited the prayer by sticking his hand on Nadia's eel, after which the girl began to calm down and Marno led Nadia to lie on the bed of the room.

Hanson stared in fear and wonder, a Native girl had this kind of courage.

“Marno je out!” hanson's orders.

Marno lowered his head politely then came out hesitantly, “I'm sorry. Nyai and Sinyo,” obedient Marno.

After the departure of Marno Hanson ventured to approach his girl who was lying on the bed and slowly grasping Nadia's hand, the girl looked rather calm.

“Ik apologize for the treatment ik same je just now,” said Hanson then kissed the back of Nadia's hand, after which Hanson released slowly and stood up to leave Nadia who was staring at him grudgingly.

“Hanson!” feeling called by the Dutch man turned his head without making a sound.

“What are you today in service?” nadia asked seemed very worried.

“Later noon! indeed why?” answer Hanson.

“Please don't go again.” This time Hanson clasped Nadia's hand and placed it on his chest.

“Je will see later tonight what happened, maybe this last je and ik together.”

Nadia was confused as to what she meant so Nadia told her heart honestly.

 “I love you, Hanson.” Nadia lay on the bed and hugged Hanson.

Hanson hugged his girl and smelled an intoxicating scent from Nadia's neck, she is a Indigenous girl who is different from the girls when she was her mistress and Nadia is very intoxicating as if drinking wine (wine and champagne) all mix into one.

Nadia felt crimped when her neck was kissed like that and the first time by a man whose note was nobody. The two of them let go of his embrace and looked at each other Hanson's blue eyes like jewels and Nadia's black eyes as dark as night.

After that Hanson out of the room, Nadia again lay down on a four-pole bed in each corner and changed her sleeping position on her back, and then, being slanted sideways shortly from the door Marsih entered the room while carrying the slurry in a medieval painted bowl and water inside a glass glass glass cup that resembled a trumpet, glasses that have been used during wine drinking events.

“Nyai!” call Marsih then the brown woman, put her food tray on a wooden table engraved typical of Europe.

“Bu Marsih bothered that I could make my way to the dining table by myself,” said Nadia who sat on the bed.

“This is Sinyo's order, Nyai.” Marsih gave the spoon and bowl of porridge to Nadia.

“Still, Bu.” Nadia said, but only in reply to a thin smile by Marsih.

Nadia feeds her porridge into her mouth with a spoon.

“Bu Marsih, Hanson where?” nadia asked while feeding the porridge to her mouth while Marsih sat on the floor, Nadia had told him to sit on a chair, but the middle-aged woman refused because at that time it was like that.

“Sinyo again below because there is a guest, Nyai.” Said Marsih, “who's visiting early in the morning.” Asked the astonished Nadia, “which I saw five londo people in uniform and one of them there is Menner too.” Hearing the words of Marsih Nadia immediately choked, Marsih immediately presented drinking water in the form of glass glasses that resemble a trumpet.

“Nyai is okay,” Marsih said.

Nadia just shook the head of the sign representing her speech, “Mu I'm done.” Nadia gave a bowl of medieval-painted porridge that only half of the porridge remained after that, Marsih politely lowered his head and passed out of the room.

Nadia went out of bed because she was curious who was visiting this early in the morning like a lack of work, before leaving Nadia changed clothes first with a simple lacy green short dress.

When it got to the top that leads to the living room Nadia saw what Miss Marsih said, five Dutchmen in uniform and one of them Major General except Hanson who did not wear a uniform just wearing a shirt and pants brown material.

Nadia hid behind the wall to eavesdrop, but it was all in vain because they spoke a language that was difficult to understand, Nadia immediately passed from there to return to the room.

The girl stopped her steps when her name was taken in their chat, despite using a language she had no idea about.

“Ik wil alleen Nadia, Papa!” hanson firmly pronounces with Dutch meaning, I just want Nadia, Papa.

“Waarom je voor lage meid shoes!!” the Major General said angrily, meaning (why did you choose a lowly girl!!).

“Papa heb het juiste meisje voor je gekozen, haar naam is Barbara.” Major General Willem Van Buthjer added (Papa has chosen the right girl for you, her name is Barbara).

“Ik wil niet Papa, ik wil alleen Nadia!” hanson said firmly (I don't want Papa, I just want Nadia!!).

 “Hanson!!! betekent dat and een resident kind wordt, hoe kun je een meisje INLANDER kiezen om je vrouw Hanson te zijn!!!” it seems like Hanson's father was very angry because his son had fallen in love with the Natives.

“Ik by Nadia niet gaan, Papa!!” hanson said earnestly, Nadia knows what will happen next because she is indigo.

Menner Willem whose father Hanson none other than wanted to slap his son, for being the son of a dissident.

Nadia was in a hurry down from the top and down the stairs to get to the living room, the girl in a light green dress came down from the stairs made of wood without caring she would fall.

“Menner, Stop!!” Nadia came at the right time by catching the hand of Willem who reached nine feet high.

 All that was in the room was surprised not to play this girl is indeed sweet and ayu, Willem realized this girl who at that time he had asked to clean the house.

Not only was Willem astonished because of the presence of this girl all were dumbfounded as well. 

“Menner! we can talk about careful,” said Nadia who uses English.

Everything was immediately silent either out of amazement or shock because the Indigenous girls were educated, and could speak foreign languages very rarely except the meniyayi.

“Menner. I don’t speak Dutch, but I can speak English.”

Nadia with a courtesy may be the girl trying to string up speech, Willem and his two co-workers and two men are digesting where this girl came from.

“Please don’t be like this, I understand why your son is like this,” explains Nadia who understands why Hanson behaves like this.

“Hanson was very depressed because he lost his Mother,” added Nadia this time Major General raised his head to look at Nadia and then looked at her son simultaneously.

The four dutch men stared at each other with different gazes while Willem walked up to Nadia who looked down in fear.

“Menner sorry for my sassness, well then I will go back to the hut only.” Willem immediately broke out in anger when his words were preceded by this girl.

“Ik ben nog niet klaar met price!!!” menner Willem said in Dutch.

“I’m sorry, Menner.” Nadia lowered her head.

 “Where did it come from? What is it from the Priyayi?” willem asked with a foreign Malay dialect similar to Hanson.

Nadia saw Menner Willem blue eyes as sharp as an eagle, blonde hair, with a nose taper higher than Hanson's.  Logically from the painting the other day that Nadia saw.

Hanson is like the mother, like a shadow.

“A--what is pri---ya-yi.” Nadia instead asked back while the others just kept silent the bendides who were clucking secretly no less shocked.

A little explanation of the priyayi is the Natives of the chosen or Natives who have a higher level of social class in the Dutch colonial era.

“Alright Hanson!! take this girl to the room!” willem ordered, it was a miracle from where the middle-aged man asked his son such a thing.

This is really the first time. Nadia walked wanting to climb the stairs suddenly the girl's vision became blurred, and, his head was as heavy as a rock and the body fell down as he stepped on the third rung of the stairs only Hanson's voice that he heard faintly Nadia's body fell.