Nadia, The Indigo Girl
CHAPTER 7: Signs that Hanson will meet

The morning had arrived the sunlight mischievously went into the window that entered the white curtains. Then my eyelids began to blink adjusting the incoming light, Nadia was surprised not to play herself hugging Hanson who she thought she was hugging the body of her late father who was gone two years ago.

 This is the first time Nadia sleeps with someone else whose note is nobody, not a father, and not a brother or relative. Than to wake Hanson.

Nadia chose to get up first, the girl went from the top of the mattress to a mirror the size of an adult took a comb on the dresser then combed her black hair.

After finishing with the ritual combing Nadia looked at herself in the mirror and saw the necklace that Hanson gave her then touched the necklace and closed her eyes for a moment. Nadia murmured in her heart.

"It must be an illusion or a sign."

Nadia opened her closed eyes as she felt her hands curling around her waist and chin leaning against her shoulders.

 “You've woken up Hanson?” Nadia wrapped her hands back to Hanson's face.

“I want to shower.” Nadia gave an excuse by hiding her discomfort, Hanson let go of her embrace and let her go to the bathroom.

“Nyai warm water is ready,” said Ajeng with as polite as possible.

“Thanks Ajeng.” Nadia enters the bathroom taking off her clothes and soaking while closing her eyes.

The girl's brain thinks hard someday or she will definitely return to her world, this dreamland is not a reality or rather an illusion must be the action of a hospital ghost jail that Nadia often sees, after finishing bathing.

Nadia looked at the short maroon-colored dress with lace on it. The shirt was very fitting on his body when reflecting Nadia was very upset because of his fat body he was annoyed not playing, before a slow knock on the door of the room disperse his mirrored session.

TUK..TUK…

“Hinyai! Sinyo! already waiting in the dining room, Sinyo asks Nyai for breakfast Together.” Nadia knew the voice that the owner of the voice was Bu Marsih who yesterday while at the dining table was maki-maki by Hanson because Nadia who helped him clean the dirty dishes.

“Yes, Miss Marsih, I'm done." Nadia spoke with as polite as possible even though Nadia was already Nyai.

Ajeng and Marsih really like it because of its gentle and polite attitude unlike the newly adopted shack girls so Nyai attitude is so powerful.

At the dinner table this morning Nadia saw Hanson so handsome wearing a uniform and military hat while sitting on the dining chair, Nadia also sat down while taking rice and side dishes.

“EHM!” Nadia tried to talk to Hanson.

“You are today in service?” nadia asked as she fed the rice on the spoon to her mouth, Hanson this time was surprised the inlander girl could eat with the spoon neatly.

“Nee today ik no training at the same time train the boys ik.” Hanson was this morning having breakfast with potatoes, ham meat in a flush sauce.

 “When are you home?” nadia asked who drank water in the glass.

“Ik will not be long, do you want to travel around Batavia? If you want to wait to go home do not go to the hut area!”  Hanson warns Nadia as if the girl is his wife, then approaches and Nadia stands only as tall as Hanson's chest.

 “Wait ik home.” Hanson kissed Nadia's head and then pulled Hanson's hand when he wanted to go “What's Nadia? Je wants to buy everything--” Hanson said when Nadia hugs Hanson's body.

The girl closed her eyes, though, this is a hug maybe more precisely the last time before the Major General returned from service and automatically he will be returned to the hut like other girls let him feel the embrace of this man, and maybe this is the last hug when later he has to come back out of this illusion that can be controlled, hoping to meet again with this man.

“HIKS..HIKS...HIKS.” Hanson was shocked when his girl cried in his arms for some reason he also had a feeling of half-unwillingness left this girl.

“Lieve why je crying?” Hanson instantly likened his face to Nadia and then wiped the tears on Nadia's piercing cheeks.

“I just want to hug you..HIKS...as last possible.” Hanson slightly understood the meaning of the girl who was five years younger than him.

“Ik appointment after ik get home from training, ik will take je take a walk in Batavia.” It was Marsih and Ajeng who saw Nadia as Nyai this was the first time Hanson treated the inlander girl gently and romantically.

Hanson's blue eyepiece immediately saw Marsih and Ajeng were pecking at the door connecting the kitchen and dining table directly staring at the two of them.

“JE BOTH ARE DOING WHAT?! THIS IS NOT A BASIC DRAMA STAGING INLANDER BACK AT WORK!!”  hanson's remark also makes Nadia silent clever also this man can be sweet and can be arrogant.

“Wait ik home.” Hanson smelled the smile of his free right hand he used to rub Nadia's sensual lips. Nadia smiled softly at Hanson leaving, but Nadia's heart also warmed when she was treated specially by Hanson.

Nadia spent time reading French books and dictionaries in Hanson's room occasionally looking out the bedroom window showing Van Buthjer's family garden from the top floor of the room, he waited long enough to get rid of boredom so he decided to surround this house.

Nadia stopped in the living room to see a small family painting plastered on the wall, it has been confirmed that the eight-year-old child is Hanson while the woman holding the tiny baby in her hand is sitting with the man in military uniform was Major General Willem Van Buthjer at the time young, who was the question mark who the little girl who was slightly older than Hanson was.

 If the woman holding the baby with blonde hair and blue lens eyes like Hanson is definitely the wife of Major General, Hanson's mother.

“Nyai!!” call someone behind him.

“Pak Marno.” Nadia turned to Marno and the middle-aged man approached Nadia who was standing.

 Marno told Nadia to sit on the sofa and Marno to sit under her.  Nadia had repeatedly told Marno to sit on the sofa next to her, but was always politely declined and shaky.

“I will tell you about the painting must be Nyai curious.” Said Marno as if he understood what Nadia felt, besides Nadia the other girls did not know about the painting.

“Begin his story. I worked with Menner a long time ago when Mevrouw was still with Menner and the girl was the first child of this family in the Netherlands, while Mevrouw returned to his country when his son sinyo Hanson for his education in the Netherlands. And the baby in Mevrouw's arms is Juffrouw Hellen who died at the age of three years due to malaria and buried in Batavia.”

“Then where is Hanson's mother why not come to this country?” ask Nadia.

“Mevrouw died when Sinyo Hanson just graduated Education and held the rank of Lieutenant, then Jufrouw Anna sister Sinyo Hanson advised Sinyo to forget Mevrouw to be moved to the Netherlands.” Flowing the story from the mouth of Marno the gardener and loyal lackey of the Van Buthjer family. MEANING Mevrouw (Mrs) and jufrouw(Mrs).

Really sicker than Nadia, he did not think it was natural that Hanson's mischief during this time was due to problems to the loss of the Mother.

“Mevrouw is a kind and well mannered person just like Nyai.'' Nadia smiled then nodded a very praised sign.

Before long the sound of cars in the yard disperse them Marno gardeners and lackeys for the family Van Buthjer back to work if it is not sure to spray angry. While Nadia welcomes Hanson like a wife who welcomes a husband who after returning home from work, visible sweat and redness on Hanson's face may be due to the heat of Batavia this afternoon.

 Hanson approached Nadia and hugged the filled body possessively.

“You change clothes first we go.” Nadia. Hanson smiled and walked hand in hand towards their room with his right hand curled around Nadia's waist walking towards their room.

After finishing changing clothes Hanson invited Nadia around Batavia by using a car that is usually used by the official service, this afternoon Nadia wore a kebaya and batik skirt.

Hanson had warned many times to wear a short dress with lace alone, but the girl refused as it might be more fitting for her to wear a kebaya and batik skirt.

In the car Hanson started to open the conversation, “EHM!” Nadia turned to the side when she saw Hanson driving.

“Je want something?” Hanson was still faithfully driving the car.

“No I just want to get around Batavia.” Nadia enjoyed the atmosphere of Jakarta in the past once the girl opened the car window and no matter the heat of Batavia that afternoon.

“Hanson what building?” Nadia pointed at the towering white building.

“That's a meeting building between offices.” Hanson's answer was simple.

Hanson felt that there was something strange about the girl next to him, not like the Batavians, what might his subordinates bring him when he was just coming from another city.

“Hanson I want to buy perfume.” Hanson's daydreams were blown away when Nadia pointed to the beauty and clothes shop beside her.

Hanson immediately stroked his breath and parked his car. When Nadia got out of the car many eyes that saw Nadia was excited to enter the beauty shop of the inlander girl who had a white tan manicured, well-groomed, in addition, Nadia's body is fat or filled and makes the men inlander and the Netherlands look towards Hanson and Nadia who are holding hands.

The Dutch girls in the store looked enviously at Nadia who was picking perfume before long a friend of Hanson approached them.

“Hanson,” call his friend when they both turn.

“Adriaan wat doe je hier vried?” it means ‘Adriaan what are you doing here kawan’ asked Hanson to his co-worker.

Nadia watched her friend Hanson and the woman in the troupe by her, it seemed like her fiance and from her face this girl was a Native-Dutch mix. 

“Wie is dit?” ask Adriaan.

“My name is Nadia, I’m.” Nadia's words hang when Hanson introduced her as his lover, Adriaan and Hanson really can not think clearly inlander girl can speak English and can read.

 “May I know sir, your fiance’s name?” Adrian just nodded and let the girl in his troupe introduce herself, “mijn naam is Roseline” (My name is Rosaline) replied the girl next to him.

“Hello Roseline.” Really his style of speech is also polite, Adriaan and Hanson can only assume with their own minds.

“Hanson, waar heb je het inlander meisje ontmoet is?”  it means (Hanson, where did you meet that inlander girl?’ asked Adriaan who was astonished because he had never met an educated Indigenous girl except for meniyayi or nobility.

Hanson told Adriaan everything, and then Hanson was able to make his friend quiet because of astonishment.

Nadia takes Rosaline around looking for a suitable perfume, really Rosaline also did not expect Inlander girls who are smart and mature very rarely met.

“Hanson.” Nadia smiled as she walked towards Hanson, and made the dutch man turn his head.

“Hanson I choose this one,” said Nadia. Hanson just nodded and paid for one bottle of that full perfume.

Hanson said goodbye to his co-worker and fiancee and then walked with Nadia out of the store to the car, while in the car Hanson drove in silence.

Nadia started to open the conversation, “Hanson later we eat at home?” hanson asked taking the girl's left hand with one of her hands and kissing her while driving the car.

“We ate at a restaurant,” Hanson replied briefly.

“Hanson I want to ask about your friend,” said Nadia saw Hanson who was focusing on driving a car.

“Ask what?” answer Hanson who is still loyal to drive his car, “Adriaan and Roseline, I mean Roseline.” Hanson answered Nadia's question.

“Roseline son tops ik and Adriaan Van Wocher is a workmate ik.” Hanson begins to open up to Nadia he never opens up to any other Indigenous girls in the shack except Nadia.

“But Roseline's face has the mix?” hanson chuckled, putting Nadia's hand on her chest and kissing her again.

“Roseline son tops ik, indeed he's a mixed child Mother inlander equally rich je aka mistress.” Hanson sneered at the end of his sentence.

“Hanson should not do that, how would you if it was in his position Rosaline.”

Nadia pinched the waist of the blonde, because it is very dislike attitude of Dutch people in this era to demean Indigenous people like her. 

Nadia understood so she just looked out the car window enjoying the beauty of the old Batavia city, the heat of the sun is not ignored this city is amazing.

Before long Hanson parked his car in a pretty antique restaurant on the outside, Hanson ordered a table together.

 Native restaurant waiters drove the two up stairs and floors made of wood where people were dating.

Nadia walked with uneasiness how not many Europeans and Indigenous people should make out as shameless, some were kissing and sitting on the lap of the man.

“This is Nyai's desk and Sinyo's.” Both of them immediately sat on a chair with a round table carved in teak wood, the middle of which there is a candle like a medieval European film.

 Nadia said her order was the same by Hanson. “My pack drinks only water,” said Nadia politely, the waiter nodded obediently after that the male maid who paraded Inlander came down to fulfill the order requested.

Nadia saw behind Hanson a pair of pure Dutch-faced lovebirds making each other nauseous.

“Lieve!” hanson's call made Nadia turn her head back towards Hanson.

“It is not polite to see people dating like that,” said Hanson then answered a small nod by Nadia sign understand.

Before long their order came Hanson ordered Rookworst (a Dutch sausage of beef mixed with spices and salt and then put into a sheath, or called a bologna type sausage).

Hanson ordered a drink in the form of champagne with a low dose, while Nadia only asked for water because hot weather like this is very suitable to drink water.

Nadia had suggested Hanson order water only, but Hanson instead answered her casually, along with a tone that did not like, at that time Nadia only gave a weak snort.

They eat, Nadia really likes rookworst size is almost a plate in addition to the pureed vegetables.

  Nadia was very afraid because Hanson drank champagne automatically he would get drunk, then how he could drive drunk.

The girl could not imagine if the man was driving drunk, Nadia's mind was already thinking negative things from earlier.

After finishing eating Hanson paid him shamelessly and Hanson embraced Nadia's waist towards the parking area, Nadia was uncomfortable because at that time Hanson wanted to kiss her in public while out of the restaurant.

“Hanson stop,” Nadia said in a very shy tone while pushing Hanson.

Hanson and Nadia walked to the car to go home because they were willing to enter the twilight, Nadia unceasingly looked out the window many Indigenous people walking and riding bicycles.

As well as the Dutch women who walked carrying their children with in the baboe guard as a carrier of groceries while the Nyai, the, the mistress wearing a luxurious kebaya and with golden hair was busy holding their children.

“Nadia.” Calling Hanson who was busy driving the car, Nadia turned her head to answer Hanson's call.

“Ik have a suggestion can also be called request.” Hanson was still driving his car to his house.

“What is Hanson?” Nadia wanted to know.

“Ik want to je give birth to a child Ik intent, Anak je and ik.” For God's sake heard Hanson's words just now Nadia, even more dead ticks alias silence and fear all mixed into one.

“A—apa a-child.” Nadia said her words in a stammering tone, all unexpected if she had a child in this nature automatically she would be intertwined forever.

Nadia thinks hard what reason is appropriate to reject this dutch man, “Hanson instead I do not want to have children with you.” Nadia closed her eyes for a moment and breathed out softly.

“But what about Menner, I'm afraid Major General will not want to accept the results of our relationship later.” Hanson immediately silent signs justify Nadia's remarks, it is also true that if he has a child from Rahim inlander will automatically affect his military career, once again the man thought again this was the first time he had suggested like this to the inlander girl from the hut.

“We talk later at home just a moment again want to reach kok,” said Nadia.

The man immediately grabbed Nadia's hand and peed it and put it on the chest with the next hand driving.

 After arriving home the situation was already dusk Nadia very enjoy the beautiful twilight in Batavia when the sun began to set, they both went down and then told a lackey to justify the car service owned by Hanson.

When she finished climbing the stairs Nadia was surprised when she felt floating, it turns Hanson carrying her with reflexes both hands the girl draped herself on the neck of the man.

“Hanson don't be so shy seen by.” Nadia was suddenly dropped on a mattress with four poles at each corner, and Hanson held Nadia's body in his arms.

“Ik want child from je.” Hanson while bringing the face closer to Nadia's face, the girl touched the impeccably smooth ivory-white body of this man.

“Since when do you want a child from me?” nadia asked who frowned while throwing a question.

“When I see the Nyai carrying their Indo child in the street,” said Hanson in an honest tone.

Nadia could only hide her face in the chest of Hanson's field.

“You want to have a child from me try it would be nice, marry me first or ask permission from Major General.”

This time Hanson was very astonished very rarely Indigenous girl, talk so mature and so wise.

“I'm afraid Major General will expel me, then how my fate with my son later and want to stay where I will.” Nadia said her words with a hoarse voice and fear, Hanson immediately embraced Nadia and tried to calm her girl so as not to cry.

“Ik won't let that happen,” Hanson said.

But for some reason Nadia felt speech, a Hanson Van Buthjer was very sweet for a moment, but there was a falsehood in it.

Without thinking or dizzying things that are not in want better Nadia sleep while hugging tightly Hanson's body, somehow he felt this the last time with this man.