My Mentari the Light of My Life

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Jayah was moved to hear the words of Mang Otong. It is true that the goodness of a person can never be forgotten and will always be remembered, no matter how small the goodness.

Although the good done was far away for many years, but can never be forgotten.

Jayah looked at the green painted house in front of him. "Well, why e'ta tos aya nu meuli can?" (Translated: Which house has anyone bought yet?) Show it to the green house.

"Teu acan, Neng." (Translated: No, Neng). Jayah just nodded. "Nyaentos, Mamang still ke'ne'h boga pagawe'an." (Translated: Yasudah, Mamang still has a job).

"Oh, eunya." (Translated: Oh, yes). Kissing the back of Mang Otong's hand. Jayah stared at Mang Otong's departure until it was lost from sight.

Then Jayah's gaze was diverted again to the green painted house. Right there, the house that used to be a saung (hub) who became his and his friends, which became the beginning of the achievement of the ideals of his teenage years.

Hayah's memory also floated at the time of his togetherness and his friends first.

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The bright afternoon sun is so stinging skin, but still can not dampen the spirit of these four friends.

Yayah, Ina, Sasa and Angel are busy filling out the band's audition registration form, they accidentally get the form tucked away in a magazine that Angel is reading at her home.

They were busy filling out the registration form, occasionally arguing about the registration fee.

"Can't we spend this much money for five days?" Ask Angel who feels upset with the band's audition registration fee.

"Bismillah first, hopefully we can collect the money on time." The one who doesn't want his best friend to be pessimistic.

"But do we have the tools for the band? Boro-boro to buy tools for band, make the registration fee is not necessarily there." Angel was unsure again.

Ina, Yamah and Sasa just looked at each other. True also said Angel, from where they get that much money, even their savings will not be enough to pay for registration and buy tools for the band.

Suddenly, Jayah got an idea. "Where if we use musical instruments that we have, anyway musical instruments in our homes." Ina, Angel and Sasa nod approvingly to Yayah's idea. "I've got a stone hump in the house."

"I have a piano." Said Sasa.

"It just so happens that at my sister's house I have a guitar, so I can use it." Ina.

"Eh, I don't have a musical instrument." Angel with a disappointed face.

"Well, Angel, you can use a stone pounder on me." Yayah with a cheerful smile as usual.

It felt like their spirit was back up again. But suddenly....

"Then how to get the money to pay for the registration, how about if at the time of the audition we did not even pass?" Angel's question is like overturning their spirit.

Also true. What if they don't pass the audition? But they have gone all the way to the capital and have spent a lot of money. Ah, all that even makes their spirit recede again.

"We try it first." Ina.

"Thus. Man Jadda Wajada, who really will succeed." Yayah cried who tried to burn the spirit of his friends.

"You guys, I shouldn't have thought that far." Said Angel.

The next day, after returning home from school, Jayah and his friends gathered again in the saung that they made as beskem. They are busy choosing a song that is suitable for their auditions, not to forget they also bring the musical instruments they have from their respective homes.

"What song is it, I'm confused?" Sasa.

"I have a suggestion, how if the song Acha aja whose title is Both better." Ina's Proposal.

"I agree, besides the song is also fun." Added Angel.

Jayah looked at Sasa asking for an opinion. Sasa who understood the meaning of Jayah's gaze immediately replied, "gue agreed, the song is also good."

"So deal yes, Acha song Both are better." Saying Yaah.

Angel, Ina and Sasa answered "Deal!!!"

They rehearsed the band with great passion. Man Jadda Wajada, who really will succeed. And they believe that, with their real pursuit of the dream, they are sure to succeed.

Angel felt tired from the band's rehearsal, so she decided to take a short break in the room and then had a shower.

But his rest was interrupted when he heard the sound of a broken glass that was followed by the sound of his father's snapping. "You are crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy! But you're even crazier, you rascal. You're playing the woman behind me." Shouting Mother.

"Who cheated? You are too possessive."

"You don't dodge, I see with my own eyes that you join hands in a mall with the j*lang woman."

Plaque!!!

A loud slap landed on Mom's cheek. His cheeks were hot and sore due to that loud slap. "Close your mouth! You have no right to say that to me."

Without them knowing, from earlier apparently Angel witnessed the quarrel. Angel ran into his room again. He closed both ears with his hands hard, in the hope that the quarrel to his parents was not heard again by him.

"Yes God. What's my fault for having to watch all this. I'm tired of all this, so tired." Tears were unceasingly flowing, Angel's heart really felt like it was sliced.

Meanwhile, at Sasa's house. Seen the fabrics seem scattered on the floor, the sewing machine is unceasingly moving and colliding with the cloth held by Mamah.

"Well, it's almost late at night, just continue tomorrow again." Sasa.

"Tanggung, tomorrow this order must be delivered to the order." Said Mamah who was still focusing on sewing. "Why don't you go to sleep, tomorrow you go to school."

"I can't wait to see my mom working alone. If Papa doesn't have the heart to leave us, maybe we won't be this hard."

Mama stopped her work when she heard Sasa's words, her face turned sad. "Sa, no matter how Papa treats us, please don't hate him. He's still your Papa, Sa."

"Sorry, Ma. But Sasa's heart still ached and perhaps now the pain incarnated into hatred for the man I called Papa." Then go into the room.

Mama just fell silent while staring at the cloth she was holding. He thought, if Sasa his son knew what was really going on. It was possible that Sasa would turn around to hate him.

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