KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 47 Holy Promises

“Where are you going Nab?” Ask Minah in great astonishment.

Nabila is already wearing a wide hat similar to sombrero*), as well as a long black coat covering his entire body, and also a long matching color boot.

“I will follow and watch over the Diva from a distance. I'm afraid he made a mistake like I did in the past bik.” Answer Nabila.

“Already Nab, you should be at home.” Minah Seru.

“But bik, I'm afraid.”

“Trust me same aunt. I don't see a Ferdi-like trait in Bethoven. Although they have the equation.” Minah replied trying to convince Nabila to calm down.

“Means bibik?”

“Yes all this time I also pay attention to Betho every time he visits here, also every time Diva tells me when she was with Betho. At least I can catch Bethoven is not a bad boy who likes to profit from a woman. That's the difference with Ferdi.”

“Then the equation?” Ask Nabila. His face turned a little calm.

“They are equally handsome and the only son of a rich man. But in my judgment he was polite, not arrogant, and always relented with Diva.”

“Like that yes bik?”

Minah nodded her head. “Maybe we should give a little more confidence to the Diva, because your daughter's aunt sure can take care of you. He didn't touch you in the past. And now that he's also growing up, I'm sure he can take good care of himself.”

Meanwhile, Bethoven and Diva have arrived at the prom night venue. Seen there have been many parents who also deliver their daughters, even though they did not enter the party.

Bethoven went down and opened the door for Diva.

The red hue on Diva's cheek doesn't go away tonight. She was so happy because she was treated like a princess in a fairyland that would come down from a golden carriage. Diva stuck out one hand and greeted Bethoven, only to step out of the car.

To get into the party arena. From where they got out of the car they had to climb some stairs that had been covered with a red carpet.

“Diva.” A call made Diva and Bethoven turn their heads.

“Tante Mira.” Reply Diva then approached Mira, Cherry's mother. Diva shakes hands and kisses the back of Mira's hand in reverence.

“Whuih you are beautiful once son.” Praise Mira. He was very enthusiastic to see the appearance of Diva supported by a polite teenage style. Although she is famous, beautiful, and rich, Diva still holds respect for her. “And this must be Bethoven. Handsomest. You two look very compatible.”

Bethoven also follows the Diva style, which makes Mira even more amazed at the two of them. He had heard from his daughter that Bethoven was the son of one of the country's rich tycoons. Mira did not expect that Bethoven would shake his hands and kiss the back of his hands in reverence, like a child to a parent.

“You will definitely be the king and prom queen tonight.”

“Thank you aunt. Oh yeah Cherry where tan?” Ask Diva.

“Already signed in with Julian. Julian was waiting here, and then Bella came with Fino. Then they log in together.” Beber Mira's.

“Oh they're all already inside huh tan? Then we say we want to go inside.” Pamit Diva's.

Mira stared at the backs of the two teenagers as they climbed the stairs with the series heading for the prom night party room. Mira's smile expands knowing there are still teenagers who can be polite to older people like them. Because now he often sees teenagers being more indifferent to older people, and saying things like ethics and politeness are old-fashioned and unimportant.

The party is festive. The teachers seemed busy watching the students who seemed to be swaying to the music. There is a rule applied in this school, which is during prom night they should not dance by hugging each other for the opposite sex.

But still there are some students who are found to be doing a friendly dance facing each other and cuddling with their partners when they come to the party that night. And there's Cherry and Julian who have to have that surveillance.

And like Mira's hope and prayer, the teachers decided on Diva and Bethoven as prom kings and queens.  Although Bethoven was no longer a student there, but because he had obtained permission and came with Diva then inevitably they both had to go to the small stage to receive the crown of the king and prom queen.

The two of them went up on stage hand in hand and received a standing ovation from all party attendees.

After receiving the crown, they were lined up to do the dance as the most matching couple of the party.

“Dance, dance, dance.” Cheers from all the party participants from below the stage.

The clumsy and awkward atmosphere experienced by Diva and Bethoven. Suddenly Diva reaches for the microphone.

“Sorry, please all of you can forgive us.” The Diva behind the microphones. When all the participants had calmed down, Diva continued. “Sorry we can't fulfill your request. Tonight we won't dance, because it'll be against the rules. Ga tasty our dong kings and queens dance in the supervision of Mr. Agus.”

All the participants below the stage laughed. Diva's correct sentence, sounds like a bee humming sound.

“But, instead brother Betho and I will sing a song. How?”

All cheering signs approve.

Bethoven was given an acoustic guitar that was connected to the building's sound system, as well as a small mic attached to his cheek so that he could move freely while singing. For the Diva, the committee only gave a three-legged round chair as well as a wireless handmic.

“Assalamualaikum.” Sapa Bethoven after his preparation with the guitar has finished.

And waalaikumusalam's answer sounded in unanimated from all participants.

“Alright, to close tonight. Please hold each other's hands. And for those who do not have a partner, do not be sad. One day you will experience more happiness than tonight.” Bethoven said giving direction to the participants under the stage. “I'll sing an old song, hope you like it. Songs from Yovie And Nuno, Holy Promise to close this beautiful night.”

And the acoustic guitar starts it. The men began to hold the wrists of his girl partner while swaying slowly following the clang of the guitar. Everyone started singing like a choir.

 While playing the guitar and singing, Bethoven looked more at Diva than at any other direction. His mellow voice and guitar lines had sedated all the participants who were watching while following Bethoven singing.

As if he was doing a live concert, Bethoven suddenly crouched in front of Diva. By continuing to strum the guitar and sing which has now entered the refrain.

Diva gasped to see Bethoven crouching in front of her. Her cheeks were red again, and one hand covered her open lips in speechlessness.

Bethoven continued to sing but slowed down his tempo a little more, when he was about to enter the Holy Promise chorus.

“I want to interrupt you 'Tuk the first and last.” Rumbling cheers sounded from below the stage. “Do not refuse and make me broken I will not repeat 'to ask for this One belief of my heart I am the best for you. Don't you refuse and make me broken I won't repeat 'to ask for this One belief of my heart I'm the best for you Don't refuse and make me broken I won't repeat 'tuk asks for this One belief of my heart I am the best for you. I am the best for you..”.

And a long choir from under the stage sounded.

“Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh.

Seriate…

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Footnotes :

) Sombrero is a Mexican special wide hat*