
After bathing and morning prayers, Gema rushed to visit her father's grave, which was not far from the hotel where she was staying. He used rickshaws as a traditional means of transportation in Jogja to go to the tomb. Shortly after he reached the tomb, he asked the rickshawman to wait for him for a while and then he bought flowers in the courtyard area. He walked down the tomb, the tomb still looks well preserved because indeed every month he drove the group to Jogja, so every month also he visited the place. Echoes stopped at his father's navel, for a moment he sat down to sow flowers and closed his eyes as he chanted a prayer for his late father. Shortly recited a prayer for his father, then he said goodbye in front of his father's pusara.
“Dad, Gema visit again here, sorry Gema can not often visit Dad, but Echoes try every month definitely Ekemah splinter here. I send greetings and prayers to Dad. We're both fine. Echoes farewell, next month Echoes here again.” Echoes rose from his seat and returned to the courtyard of the tomb, he immediately boarded the rickshaw waiting for him earlier to drive him back to the hotel.
After breakfast together, the group has been at the Ullen Sentalu Museum, an educational tour intended not only for children but also for all ages, especially the younger generation. Selected as the second best museum in Indonesia in 2018, this museum was established in order to introduce the history of Solo Palace and Yogyakarta. Visitors can see many paintings and photos of nobles, collections of Solo and Yogyakarta batik fabrics, ancient gamelan, statues of Hindu and Buddhist culture and other relics.
Although the museum always provides tour guide facilities, it happens that many of Gema's friends work in the museum so Echo does not need to ask them to guide his entourage. Echoes walk in front to lead the group while explaining how the beginning of this museum. Because the original Jogja Echoes, he smoothly explains the history of the museum and invites the group to explore each room of the museum.
“Fathers, Mothers, and sisters, we are currently at the Ullen Sentalu Museum. I will explain a little about this museum. So initially this museum there is a private collection museum initiated by the Haryono family, which is a batik family in Yogykarta who are still descendants of nobility. They are happy to collect Javanese cultural heritage. In addition to donations from the Haryono family, the collection at the Ullen Sentalu Museum is also obtained from the grant of the Ulating Blencong Foundation or museum manager and the elders of the Mataram royal family,” explained Gema at length.
Alana was amazed to hear the Echoes driving all the troupe. He is amazed by his expertise in this field, he is an expert in making attractive tour packages, he is also good at making comfortable situations for groups. Never once he left the group, he remained faithful to accompany and supervise the group so as not to be separated from each other. Alka who noticed him for a moment nudged his sister's hand while clearing her throat.
“Ehemm, again see the prince huh?” god Alka instantly disperse the reverie of Alana.
“Kakak, disrupt people aja.” Alana moved away from Alka and approached her father and mother.
“Ngapain you moved here Nak?” ask Miss Anne.
“Alana ogah near Kak Alka, later teased continue.” Alana pursed her lips and Miss Anne smiled at Mr. Alex.
“Pa, it looks like our son is falling in love with the prince in front of it,” whispered Bu Anne who can still be heard Alana.
“Iya Ma, Papa also see from the beginning we leave, there are auras how that from our child.” Mr. Alex and Ms. Anne also teased Alana, at once she blushed her face.
“Papa, Mama and Kak Alka are the same as it turns out.” Alana left them both. He was looking for a place far from his family.
“Fathers, Mothers and sisters, in this museum there are rules for visitors not to take pictures or take any pictures.”
The announcement of the Echoes instantly made the group a little sad, let alone the children and mothers.
“But don't worry, there are some special spots provided for taking pictures that is in the replica area of Borobudur Temple relief at the end there,” continued Gema and instantly restore the cheer of the group.
The group disbanded, some were resting, some were taking pictures not except Alana. He really likes to take pictures, unlike Gema who likes to take pictures. When he finds an interesting object, he pulls out his lens. When going to photograph it, accidentally Alana's image inside the lens object. And cekrek, looks Alana is selfie with a very sweet style.
“Lho, how to be a photo of Alana here,” muttered Gema immediately saw the results of his shots. His heart suddenly beat very fast to see the girl he liked was posing so sweetly.
Alana still does not budge there, she does not realize Gema accidentally photographed her. He continues his activities. The moment he saw Echoes watching him, his heart felt rustling. Their eyes met again, implying a feeling they had not been able to express back then. Echoes stood around as Alana stared at him, her body trembling as Alana walked up to him.
“Gema, do you want a photo? Here I help you,” pinta Alana who thought Gema would take a picture.
“Eh, eng.. not Alana, I do not like photos, I again look for a good object just to be photographed,” replied Echoes stamped when Alana was standing in front of him.
“No more papa if you want photos, here I take photos, let you have memories here. It's there.” Alana answered the camera held by Gema, Echoes can only obey. He heavily stepped his legs because his body still felt trembling. Alana who knows it even teases by patting his shoulder until Echoes almost stumbling.
“Gosh, Alana, you made me almost fall you know.” Echoes try to balance his body. Either the behavior of the echo was so funny at that time, that it made him unable to hold back his laughter. The echo could only scratch its non-itchy head. From a distance, Alka and Meta approached the two of them. Alka wanted to take advantage of that moment to bring Gema and Alana closer.
“Hehehe, again laughing together not invite nih,” said Alka while holding the hand Meta.
“Eh, mas Alka.” Echoes shyly see Alka, she still remembers her honesty last night to Alana's sister.
“Kakak why did he come here?” Alana piqued her lips.
“So I'd like to take photos of you two, here's the camera.” Alka snatched the camera from Alana's hand after releasing her handgrip with Meta. Meta who knew Alka's intentions only smiled.
“Asaan sak, don't bother, I took a photo of myself. Echoes tuh who has not been photographed,” whine Alana while taking the camera from Alka's hand, but Alka held it.
“That's it, there you two take a position, let me take a photo.”
“Emm, no need Mas Alka, I don't like photos. Let Alana be with Kak Meta.” Gema also refuses to take pictures with Alana.
Finally Meta pulls Gema and Alana's hand towards the interesting spot in the place and rigidly Echoes and Alana finally photos together. Alka gave her thumbs up on Meta. Gema and Alana both held shame and resentment for the actions of Alka and Meta at that time. They finally regrouped on the bus to continue their next tour.