A Missing Piece of Tone

23. Communities

“Rara is very excited to no longer hold a delusion, will be the pride of the destination of imagination when it becomes physical, book.”

 

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Between delusions or reality, keep swinging legs confidently coated with spirit in the heart.

A piece of tone is still gray that became the intermediary thrust what will be incarnated want has long been in the pendam since sitting in the first class smk chair, the title of novelist.

Unrelenting gratefulness in the mind, flowing without pause.

It disappeared again, a few days. Then, knocking full of the news of the thirst of Rara's image.

“Ra? Want to not join the writing community of Papua?”

Still recorded sharply in the head, when it was returned from the gunmer accompanied Luthfi run afternoon.

Spontaneous chiming is very curious, “where is it? If in SMP, I am lazy to come! Su is quite hurt with the community that only considers old su and new dong forget and embrace tra together. Though su invite to join, just dicuekkin.” End with protest.

SMP is a literacy class managed by two halal couples living in Papua. Quite annoying, when inviting to be creative in the characters just abandoned.

Did Rara's work seem bad? Therefore, it is not appropriate to be with them in the community group?

Come one, if you want a work in productivity without shortsighted, the literacy community leader who has already invited that should be shoulder to shoulder, so that their diction value is much more appropriate in print, not just focus on the old members.

The doors of despair are already open, instead of giving the opportunity to precisely knock on the old members, the new members are ignored.

Once, given an attractive offer, for the portion of beginner writers such as Rara, at that time ..

“Dek Rara, have never written a short story well?” First conversation with mom, when meeting at the cafe, waena, abe.

Was confused about what to reply, “have ever been, Bun. But, just writing. Why why?” Then accompanied by a dumb face.

“Dek Rara would not, if you book this short story with the author of SMP alumni?”

The category of works is in the absurd, of course cheerful cheering, the first writing will be recorded, although collaboration, is enough to make the image of the girl whistling happily.

And, two eyeballs photographing a paper hvs has been issued in the paper, short story belongs to Rara and many scribbles there, in the sense that he must be independently revised after being given the authoritative intake from him. Not to forget, the committee voiced out protests part dialogue, the role of men still animates the role of women.

It throws down the girl's spirit. However, continue to give the best smile in front of him even though the heart is like a taik.

“Pending wait no later than three days, send in email only.” He closed their conversation. When he saw Nuy, one of Rara's halaqoh friends came.

Mother introduced the woman did not forget to boast that her favorite child had done anything in the Junior High community including writing poetry. Pretty half-dead swallowed slavina.

Maybe the writing is good? Once, there was this kind of thought in Rara's head.

“Haha.ko nih, who wants to enter there. Sa also joined there, but sa also dicuekin. They only matter who is already close to the mother of Delana aja.” Luthfi said, breaking Rara's daydream.

“Eh, ko has also joined that community?” Sneaking dong, the first time to hear directly the guy has a piece of the tone ever hit the SMP community.

“Yah..but it's only a few days, when it comes out. Well, the case is the same as I said.” Luthfi said casually.

So anyway, Rara nodded behind.

The days were limited alone, for Luthfi was again lost.

Is that a Luthfi hobby?

Quite curious, what discussion will be delivered in the community is there a deadline to collect works when you have found a writing schedule?

Hm. Sighs. Can't wait to sit down and discuss writing in a new community, certainly not in SMP.

“Ih, right time! Nan if su be nih, I will bazarkan my books ah!” Rara talks to herself, full of sumringah. How can anything sound like pain coming from the heart?

Given the work is still ugly, is it worth buying later when holding a bazaar?

Because, there was once a tempting offer of a medium thin wallet from Nuy, to be included in their event. Unfortunately, Rara bumped into the busy campus schedule, not allowing to go to Sentani pick up the books.

 

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“Kam two is also nih, already big new tra want to be honest with each other. What's wrong with one of the parties to be honest, or ko has Ra who told you, if ko also has a similar taste of him! Well then, later Luthfi taken again, ko come again to sa vent ‘An...sa nyesal eh, Luthfi su first dibait with other girls’ Ko want?!” Urai Anha with an annoyed face.

Bored yak? Hear the same vent without a break from Rara's? Wanting to laugh so sweetly, while sitting watching the nafsi relationship no progress at all.

It is impossible for girls to voice their taste first. Dah, self-esteem is falling! Just waiting, until when?! Luthfi too, too gensi express the feeling, not aware to the heart of a liked to neigh in loneliness.

“You want to see Luthfi taken by another girl?! If between us two tra just want to be honest?” Free thing give protest diction, the relationship of the two people will not advance.

Shake inexhaustible, why can friends during childhood voice themselves first and pass the taste to people liked? Moreover, this guy, want to be brought to hide wherever the heart of Rara's face, if a piece of tone responds to a friend no more than that?

“Ji? From here ko confided trus about him, because it's tired eh hear about kam

two pu stories, but the other one is gensi and ko again tra to be honest if ko likes him!”

“Ais-fr...Ana.sa gensi yah! Naturally sa gensi, the natural Luthfi shakes his genes! Why do you de tuh tra tell me that there is a similar taste?!” Rara's getting upset.

“Hm...wait uh..” Anha while serving the buyers who just entered the counter while looking through the HP storefront. And Rara was busy playing HP unceasingly pissed off.

When Anha returns,

“Trus..ko wants how to?” Ask again while sitting in the chair.

“Sa wants Luthfi who said ‘suka’ was to sa, not sa who told him!” A protest from Rara was answered.

“If the Luthfinya gensi and so trus his attitude, ko what do you want heh?” How, Anha is challenging anyway?

Rara frowned while gluing her chin over the counter display case. “Sa tra know how else, to make de love the words you want to hear.” Chirping while singing lips.

“Yes already, ko who intervened there! Ko says ‘Luthfi sa likes ko!’ Beres anyway?” Anha answered very lightly, lightly said but it was difficult for Rara to run it.

Dtg su's..

“Ana.” Shouted Rara with a tone made spoiled.

Called name felt risi, “why?! Wait a moment, make an entry report first.” After clawing, walk with gontai towards Rara.

“Sa go first eh?” Quickly put on a backpack and sit on a motorcycle.

Anha just clucked her waist. Already hastily claw reports, thought there was a new problem turned out to only want to leave.

Coaches. What other strange words from which planet? Until make Rara's head turn around to interpret.

Not yet want to go, if Luthfi does not give any news to find a search location. Because, there is no confidence growing from Rara to want to arrive at the location.

Once there, suddenly one person pretended not to see the arrival of Rara.

Hid. Stupid wae, who is it?! Sa tra has the same business! Rara grunts inwardly.

Word. Beautifully framed names do not guarantee the character reflects his name.

Whatever. Lazy takes care of the life of people who are not very important in thinking.

Sometimes funny anyway, those who already understand religion, but still make a mistake, such as signaling or glancing savagely, when not disturbing the most, why are they burdened to see our presence?

Luthfi delivered the girl directly to the community leader, sitting down in the company of the chat

small to .. “Oh, what a coincidence, Ra. We don't have any hobby interest on the track

literature, later you can open the registration trus so the literary chairman yah?” Directly appointed as chairman dong.

Make Rara jump in silence.

The community consists of several parts that have been made into its own group, music, Korean, mathematics and physics.

They are in a honai house, papua, made of wood. With the breeze of the afternoon, the more soothing Rara in giving the science of authorship intake as soon as possible.

The word means not part of a musical group.

Once confused, why can there be cruel women there?

“Yang enter anyone's korean group?” The Word welcomes some new students.

Oh, he's a Korean coach? Thought Rara casually.

A second later, how did anyone tickle the girl's stomach anyway? Withholding laughter, really.

Coach is the chairman in a community group recently built by them.

Cake community. Where filled by young people, the lowest class of Junior High School, although they still do not have experience in the organization, they are quite active and passionate in the work, but also, not only through writing but many paths that already exist in the community.

Oh well, there was one of the organizers in the band, the same age as Luthfi. Was sitting looking at the work of White Memories of Grey brought by Rara.

Talk a little, what experiences will be poured in later in the new community, literature, which will come.

Enough bitter laughter in the heart. The experience of having a masterpiece limits sitting sweet only in cardboard in the room, no buyers at all. []

Notes :

Gunmer \= Red Mountain