If You Love

Eps. 11. There is and Is Not You

"When did you meet at school?"

Brill soon passes leaving Rilly still surprised by the incident just now. He stared at Brill's back until the figure disappeared into the house. Her heart warmed with the sentence that Brill had left behind.. Does that mean they are indeed friends now?

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"Brill, it's our turn to sing, now..."

Brill looked at the back of Susan's soon passing with his exact steps. His body had started leaning forward but there was no idea that Susan's old body was frail or weak, she was still energetic. Oma Susan did not turn her head around waiting for Brill's response or reaction.

Meanwhile, in his place Brill's body immediately reacted, groggy. His hands began to get wet and cold, his body began to stiffen, tense up because his nervous feeling so quickly came to a master.

Five steps left the room, in his mind was fighting two things.what keeps stepping towards the stage out there then singing with ora Susan, Susan, or go back to the room and lock the door and put a song on the phone with a headset in the ear so you don't hear anything.

Brill was getting closer to the door and could hear the voice of Susan who was already holding the mic talking with her voice still loud.

One more step to an important decision, Brill stood tensely there. Susan's smile with a wave of her hand pulled Brill to step onto the stage.

"Brill..."

The Regent's mother who sat at the front row with several important people invited in this event stood close to Brill.

"Mommy's happy, you're finally going to sing, Ully..."

Brill did not answer the mother, he wanted to do this not because of the mother's previous request, he wanted to please Susan. Brill looked coldly at the mother's face and then continued to go on stage. The corner of his eye can still catch the mami waving with a smile on the child just wayang, like giving support to Brill.

"Brill..."

One oma hand stretched out and held her arm, one hand held the mic.

"I can't sing, I can't sing, too many people..."

Brill whispered to Susan.

"Don't strain Brill, just sing like that. Consider it again practice, consider it again in your room..."

Oma Susan pointed to the drummer who sometimes practiced music with Brill. Wandy son of acquaintance orma Susan who has a music instrument and sound system store and also opened a music course in Manado. Since Brill was hooked on courses in various musical instruments, Wandy sometimes became a bandmate for Brill with Gio and Lefrand, who were music teachers at the course.

Wandy approached with a hand-dragging tos, Brill replied with a slightly relieved heart.

"You want to play alone, use an acoustic guitar.... or?"

Wandy asked Brill.

"All aja..."

Wandy nodded and asked his friends to prepare. Brill also draped an acoustic quitar strap onto his shoulder.

"Whose other friends?"

Brill has difficulty remembering someone's name, his memory drawer is difficult to open in the section remembering names. Wandy turned his head, understanding only his name could be called Brill smoothly.

"Gio and Lefrand?"

"Yes. they..."

"Today's their course schedule is off, so can't get here..."

Wandy raised a mic stand adjusting to Brill's height.

"Singing is also..."

"Ehhh?

Brill did not answer, but hesitated to sing.

"But I want to sit down..."

"Oh okay..as comfortable as you..."

"As usual... Brill started with an intro..."

Wandy gave instructions. Brill then sat still trying to calm his own heartbeat. A while passed, Brill had not started, sighing trying to calm his feelings, focusing on the quitar that was right on his stomach. He did not want to look forward to people who were waiting for the performance of the regent, he did not want to be disturbed by the many views that rained on him.

"Brill..."

Brill turned to look at the oma who was waiting for him.

Looking down at the strings Brill begins his quitar. When starting a few tones sound dashed, almost blank... the tones his fingers wanted to play appeared in sequence in his mind interweaving harmonies in a song intro that quickly strung together in his brain.

Oma Susan started out on her own with a tempo that fits in rhythm with the tone produced by Brill's nimble finger tips. Entering the chorus, Brill unknowingly follows the voice of soprano oma Betsy with her powerful masculine voice. His tenor voice with a range of one octave notes under the oma Betsy combined into a duet that livened up the simple song.

The duo of Susan and Brill became part of the show that made this more interesting. Everyone was fixated especially on the appearance of the regent's son. This is the first time Brill sings in front of others, in large numbers.

The song finished and a boisterous applause was immediately heard plus a request to add to the song. The regent's mother was lured to join immediately on stage, Brill did not have time to go down.

A mic handed a soundman to Inggrid's mother.

"Test.. tes... I stand proudly here, as the son of Susan and as the mother of Brill..."

The answer from below sounds simple.

"Yaaaa. sing it again. add the song..."

"Begging for a clap of his hand, they were indeed great people who supported me so much with love and affection, oma-opa here needs the serious attention of children..."

The regent still continued his words, he was used to such small speeches, very eloquently raised about any topic, even very random things could be conveyed interestingly.

Brill looked down with a small, cynical grin disguised in the shape of his perfect face. In public, her mom is flawless, but she is saturated with this kind of mom, talking about love and affection that are important among families, very stale, Brill does not need rhetoric, Brill does not need rhetoric, no need for meaningless words.

Brill stood up and removed the strap of the quitar and leaned it in place, then left the stage...

"Ehh... Brill, a moment baby, my mom wants to sing a duet with you too... How about I duet with my favorite child, agree??"

The regent's mother quickly anticipated, she knew her son wouldn't want to, she asked the audience to support her.

"Mauuu... Come Brillll..."

Brill turned around, his dramatic face straight out as he looked at the mother who stretched out her hand. Before Brill sat back a short, scented hug pretended between mommy and son was well done.

"I want to sing the song 'Mother'.I've heard my son singing this song in his room at midnight, at that time I just came home and tired of my duties, I was, I enjoyed it from behind the door because the room was closed..."

Brill raised his head looking for his mammoth look, something scratched in his heart. This screams his heart first, when he began to smoothly play his guitar at the age of fourteen years, who takes care of it very painstakingly in toddlerhood. He sang with wet cheeks.

He could not interpret the view of the mother who was also fixed on him. Brill lowered his head, his heart was not begetar with the sentence that had just been said by the mother, either.

Brill started his intron.His mother sang the song. The woman's voice was quite melodious in the ears. For a moment he hoped Brill would sing along with him but as long as Inggrid's mom sang Brill didn't raise his head just staring at the strings of his guitar, he didn't make a sound either.

There is and is not you, will always be in my heart...

Brill followed the lyric piece of the song inwardly, after which he quietly muttered along with the strings of the ending of the song...

My mom was never there for me anymore...

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In one place, Rilly's eyes condensed, he never felt how a mother could bear, spoiled by a mother. Oma Betsy may have been doing her role as a mother all along, but in her heart she harbors a longing, it's not the same for her.

Rilly watched Brill from his place, stunned by Brilly's figure while singing and playing his guitar. A sense of pleasure crept in the heart again when he looked at Brill who was coming down from the stage. If he could go to school again, he wanted to prove Brill's point that they were friends.

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