INDIGO TEAM
Allergic Relapse (Season 1)

Happy Reading...!!

I can see 'them', even communicate. Whether this is a gift or a disaster.

My mother said 'Whatever God gives us, we must accept it with sincerity. Because regretting what cannot be changed, will only burden your life.'

...----------------...

Geck! Geck! Geck!

I faintly heard the knocking of the door. Because my condition is still between conscious and not, I just fell silent while waiting for the beat to sound again. I'm trying to collect my life on this soft mattress.

Tok!! Tok!! Tok!!

The knock was heard again, even louder. I staggered from my bedside to open the door and see who was knocking on the door this early.

When I got to the door, I heard Mom's voice calling me while knocking on my door. If left unchecked, the beat will turn into a blow.

"Son! are you awake yet?!." asked Mother behind my door.

"Hmm." I'm just a little thump that Mom wouldn't have heard there. I put my hand to open the door.

Chequelek

Looks Mom is neat with clothes that look young once. Where are you going? Isn't it Sunday? Mother usually does not like to go-go if not a weekend, unless it is very important.

I looked at him who was also looking at me. Irritated look? Why upset?.

"No dawn prayer?" he asked. I nodded.

"What time is it sleeping?" he asked again. I put my eyeballs up to remember what time I slept.

"It's not one of those early hours, ma'am, why?." I asked after answering my mother's question.

"You don't want Sunday so sleep is bad, it's not good for your health. Continues to.... If you run out... Don't sleep anymore." said my mother advising me as she slipped into my room.

He then clucked when he saw the condition of my room. I followed in his footsteps until he stopped right in front of the table where there was a computer and some books, and cables were scattered. Do not forget to pack snacks and drinks there. I crashed into the back of his body, making him interrupt for a moment while I was just grimacing.

"Well, what are you?" asked Mother.

"Car racing."

"Ck! Ck! Ck." mom clucked while shaking her head.

"Udah gih buruan there shower." Mother said as she took a pack of food and drinks on the table.

I walked back to the bathroom and looked at Mom like a penguin.

"What does that mean?." he asked as he furrowed his brows.

"Nothing to mean, ma'am, just a penguin's keinget." I replied and then grinned.

"But! Udah hunt there shower, do not overtime, later before going down you first finish the table, mattress, anyway this mess you settle. Watch out if you don't! Snack money cut 90%." Mother then came out of my room carrying a pack of food and drinks that she had taken from the table.

After showering and getting dressed, I cleaned my room. After that I headed to the dining room on the first floor.

I greet Brother, both my parents and Grandma. Starting last week, Grandma decided to stay at our house because Grandpa was dead. Therefore he chose to stay here, the late Grandfather was also buried in TPU city where my family lived.

"Morning." said all of them. I joined and enjoyed the breakfast available.

"Cereal? Milk?" many confused. I don't usually eat this.

"Yes, why?" Mom's staring.

"Tumbens?" I ask to look at him.

"That's the latest cereal, I'm trying to buy because it says good." I then scooped up the cereal that's been mixed with milk and put it in my mouth.

Wahh... It tastes good!

"This good one is mah, if you can buy it again, Mom." I'm happy.

"But which one is good, huh? Cereals or milk? Or both of them?" I murmured as I looked at the bowl of milk-mixed cereal in front of me. Ehh... Wait a minute, after the conversation.... Why is the milk color white?

"Two-du-" My brother replied but stopped when I started to react nauseously.

"Huekkk." I lightningly spewed out what I had swallowed earlier, I also coughed repeatedly. As I held my throat, I kept coughing. Allergies relapse!.

"Dad! Cepet take soy milk in the refrigerator." Let's panic.

"Jeek." My mother then held me who almost closed my eyes. I haven't eaten anything before, and when I eat, I have to take it back out.

A few seconds later Dad came back and handed a bottle of soy milk he had taken from the fridge to Mom, Mom quickly helped me drink it. I slowly downed the soy milk until it was half bottled.

"Where?" ask me, I look at me worried.

"Diming" I said then took the bottle of soy milk and drank another few sips.

"Mom forgot? If Risa is allergic to white milk?" my many.

"I'm sorry I was rised, I was the one fadin lo food. Chocolate milk is still in the kitchen. I tried ngetes, are you still allergic what not." My brother. So her? The ngetes? Nyoba's? Do you think my allergies are a joke? I like to be angry with his behavior.

"Hhe." I just chuckled weakly, not answering his apology. I walked to the kitchen sink to wash my mouth. I heard Mom scolding Brother.

Before long, Grandma came to see me, she gently rubbed my shoulders making me feel calm again. He told me to go to my room and rest.

While I was resting while staring blankly at the ceiling of the room. Room door knocked.

"Lake in."

The door opened, I looked at who had entered who turned out to be Mom. He asked me about my condition while gently rubbing my long black hair.

"The story is passing, Mom."

"Good if that's the case, I've brought you some bread, some snacks, just like water to fill your stomach." I'm sandering on the headboard with a little help from Mom. Huh... To be honest, I most dislike being treated like this, not that I don't need anyone's help when I'm sick, but I feel so helpless in the eyes of the person who helped me, but I feel so helpless in the eyes of the person who helped me, just to lean on the headboard.

"Thank you, Mom." Mom nodded then exited the room, letting me go back with those who were busy looking at me.

Seriate...

What about the readers of Risa? Are there any allergies to milk? If the author fortunately does not, but if the same white milk does not like it, prefer a butek.