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The Light that Shines

Renjana Kanya's

Complete personnel Nada Sumbang already gathered at home. We're still waiting for the son who knows what's going on in his room. Almost half an hour and he hasn't shown up yet. Arlan was getting impatient. Many times he asked me to check into the Son's room, but many times I refused. It's nothing, I'm just avoiding unwanted things. Well, although I'm sure it won't happen again this time like it was a while ago.

"Him, I swear. Lo check out that brother lo. I'm afraid she's drowning in the bathtub" Arlan said, beginning to imagine the impossible.

"Crazy! Not ah. Lazy move me, Ar. You're the one who scammed him."

"Hemmm .. I know, you are afraid of being afraid if you see that he is not wearing clothes," Arlan's tease was greeted by other screams.

"Start ngaco, right. Be hunted. It's almost 07:00. Last night, the one we had was not calm."

"Well, I'll check that."

In the end Alfian who relented and ascertained the state of the Son in his room. Before long, the man who tonight was wearing that long-sleeved blue and black combination flannel shirt, shouted from the second floor. We who were on the first floor were shocked by Alfian's shout.

"What the hell is it?" tanyaku. Even so, it does not also move from the sofa of the family room.

"His, is your brother in love again?" alfian asked me frowning. Likewise with other members of Nada Sumbang.

"Where the hell? What's he doing?" asked Danu who seemed most curious about Alfian's words.

"When you meet the prospective manager, he reaches out to almost half the contents of the cupboard," cried Alfian still from the door of the Son's room. Afterwards the man appeared from behind the door of the room while topping a piece of the object that made me distract. "Even until this he chose the best dong."

"Jeez, why do dalaman lo tenteng it anyway, Al." My protest made Alfian laugh. While from inside the room, Putra nagged even though his voice was not clear up to the first floor. "Your hiburs. The longer it takes to leave."

"Hahaha .. I swear I've seen a girl fall in love again. Confused to choose clothes if you want to date," Alfian comments this time provoked another laugh.

"Yes she's more female than, Anya." Aggit who is busy with his online game also commented.

"Just boy. Where there's such a thing." My protest made Anggit laugh.

"Already, already, the more on your storm. Son, buruan lo. Don't be busy dandan mulu. We don't want to meet and greet."

Arlan said firmly when the situation of his bandmates began to be not conducive. It is not wrong if he is chosen as the leader. Arlan was indeed always reliable in any situation. Including the chaotic situation caused by the actions of his own friends.

"Yes, I'm ready. Alfian just ngaco. Another guy boker. He just accused me of being confused about choosing clothes for a date" said Putra as he walked down the stairs. While Alfian who was walking behind him laughed in satisfaction. Moreover, the man had managed to smear the face of the Son in front of the other Nada Sumbang personnel.

"Where do we meet, Him?" ask Arlan. This time he had already stood up from where he was sitting and was preparing to leave the room.

"D’Caffe, itung-itung larisin merchandise own friends."

"Well, I think it would be exciting if we could all play there. Can you do it with Aunt Sari?" Angit who is more familiar with Damar than others propose ideas that suddenly. However, the rest of the band also looked enthusiastic.

"Yes, long time no gig it feels like the hands become stiff." Danu followed suit in support of Anggit's idea.

"Eh, there's nothing. You guys, want to go on a gig without security? You appear in a public place five gini, it will definitely make a scene. Especially to gig. Want to make you guys mess up?" my tirade precedes Arlan. The man ruffled my neatly combed hair.

"That's why I support you to be our manager. You know best our situation, his."

"Not to start, Ar. You will also have a manager. I'm sure he can be better than me. It's yuk, go. It's a real night hunt if we don't leave now."

To be honest, I started to get uncomfortable because Renata had threatened me for the past half an hour. If we don't show up soon, he'll leave the cafe and no longer care about me who he says doesn't appreciate the time. He no longer cared even though I begged for his help for the same thing. The Son who caused all this chaos.

...***...

Renata sat down with her cousin Angel –, when we got to D’Caffe. Luckily the atmosphere of the cafe was quite quiet. There was only Renata and her cousin as well as a few others who chose to sit in the outdoor room. So, the existence of Nada Sumbang did not steal the attention when we came. It's just that Angel's joyous face can't be hidden when shaking hands with Arlan and friends.

"Remember, you're here as a potential manager, not a fan who meets his idol. Separate personal feelings of cooperation. Don't embarrass me, lo!" renata said firmly when Angel began not to focus when invited to get acquainted.

"Yes, Brother. Sorry."

"Hey, Ngel. Long time no see, still remember I ‘kan?" I said to the woman who was two years younger than me. He smiled while blinking one eye.

"Remember, his girlfriend Mas Putra ‘kan?" said Angel innocently while developing a smile. I just gulped bitterly at his statement. For a moment, I glanced at the Son who was as surprised as me.

"Eh, sorry, Brother. I didn't know you guys ... ."

"Of course, it doesn't matter now. I am here as an intermediary who will recognize you as Nada Sumbang. And vice versa. Hope the cooperation between us can be established."

After getting acquainted with each other, Angel who seemed innocent and innocent, was quickly familiar with the members of Nada Sumbang. Moreover, he was also one of the fans of Nada Sumbang even before they were as famous as now. That makes it quickly familiar and connect with the chat Son and friends. Even the notoriously stingy Alfian could instantly get along with Angel. I am grateful that she agreed and did not reject Renata's offer.

"I think he quickly familiar with Nada Sumbang," comments Renata who noticed Angel from the beginning.

"Yes, Nada Sumbang does need people like Angel anyway. Alfian whose impression is not touched can quickly get along with him. Hopefully, they'll get along with Angel."

"Yes anyway. Before this he also had time to be the manager of an indie band in Jakarta with me, but I told him to go out."

"Why?"

Renata gulped down the mineral water directly from the bottle. Then I looked at me who was still focused on Angel. The energy of the woman's cheer spread throughout the room and I loved to see her.

"He was harassed by one of the band members. As soon as I found out, I asked him to come right out. People like that don't pantes to be invited to work together."

"Crazy! How do you keep doing it?"

"He didn't want to call the police. The case is quite heavy. It happened about a year ago. Before Om Lukman started getting sick."

Hearing Renata's story, I was more and more amazed at Angel. Usually women who have experienced abuse definitely tend to be quiet and withdrawn. However, Angel did not show that at all. He was as cheerful as I had known him before.

"Hopefully they can work together."

"Eh but, that's why the son of Angel ngeliatin up to all that anyway? He might not be interested in Angel ‘kan?"

Hearing Renata's question, I observed the serious-looking Son staring at Angel. The man's advice is unusual. A red tinge was faintly visible on his cheeks. It may be true said Renata, Putra is interested in Angel. Or maybe, she's the same woman he asked me about this morning? About someone who claims to be my friend and calls if my boyfriend's son?

We met once before. That was when we were in second grade High School. Meaning, Angel is still the final grade Junior High. And even if I meet again, I believe the Son must have forgotten. Moreover, Angel's appearance now changed a lot. With Renata I am sure, the Son also forgot if they used to meet often. Even a stage performance. Of course we met behind the scenes.

"Gue did not expect, people who pretended not to know me when I met, precisely the most know about Nada Sumbang. His Sori, but I don't think I can cooperate with a hypocrite," said the Son suddenly. He stood up from his seat and walked out of the room.

"What's? What the hell does he mean?"

I who do not know the cause of the man was angry, reflexes chasing after him after previously asking Arlan to take care of all things related to Angel. Whereas before, I saw the gaze of the Son who was so longing. However, in a flash, that gaze became a glimmer of hate that clumped in his eyes.

"What the hell did you mean by that?" I asked when I managed to chase after the Son. We sat on the outdoor side of the cafe which connects directly to the highway.

"If you remember, she's the girl I asked you about this morning."

"So, what does it mean to say he's a hypocrite or what do you call him."

The son breathed. He sorted his head before saying, "He pretended not to know me when we met accidentally at the airport. In the hospital too. He let me know when you left the cafeteria a while ago. He doesn't seem to know me. Do not know Nada Sumbang, but in fact, he has even known Nada Sumbang since Junior High School. What the fuck is that."

"Why are you angry?"

"I don't like people who know everything, but they know nothing. Let what? Do you think he's the smartest or what?"

"Lo no longer makes mistakes ‘kan?" The man instantly fell silent as I asked him. His strange attitude convinced me that something had happened between them that I did not know. "What?"

"I mojokin him on the time wall chased the same fans at the airport. I know my attitude is brash, but ... ."

Now I take a long breath. How can a woman who has received the brazen treatment of a foreign man still be able to smile and accept the offer to become her manager? While not knowing the shame, Putra just called it hypocritical without caring about what ever experienced by the woman.

"I'm sorry now."

"What's? Why should I apologize, anyway."

"Gue says sorry now or I don't want to care about you anymore" I threatened to make Putra snort annoyed.

He left me alone in the chair and went back in to apologize to Angel. That bright glowing light, as much as possible I want to keep it from going out. For in the future there is hope that he will be able to be the light of the dark solitude of the night of the Son.