Naughty Child

You Are My Life

FAIZ'S NARRATIVE

Studying abroad is actually not much different in Indonesia. It's just that here it is more structured and indeed the culture is different. I have adjusted myself. Starting many friends, not only from Amrik but also from other countries. From Indonesia itself there are actually three people, from India there are many. With this scholarship I have I can save pocket money, even I am trying to do part-time work in the city of Cambridge. 

Actually, not a few girls who have a crush on me at Harvard University. They mostly google about me and find that I am the son of a conglomerate that includes twenty of the richest people in the world. Of course they're starting to get close to me. I used to party, but I always refused. I really don't want to get involved with parties and rants like that. I really focused on college and wanted to be on time to finish my studies. 

I work part-time at a fast food restaurant. His salary is good enough to sustain life in the land of people. Dividing the time between work and college is what I'm used to. Study and study, every day bring books, everywhere to discuss with other students. I also became an assistant lecturer at this school and have an email faiz@havard.edu. One of the pride of Indonesian children is to have an email from Bill Gates' campus. 

Sunday is vacation time. I'm with Josh, one of the friends who lives in an apartment with me. 

"Hello Faiz, who's commin?" tanyakanya.

"To where?" askaku.

"I want to buy some movie, CD and Cassetes" he replied.

"Sure, I'm free right now" I said.

"Okay then" he said.

We went to a dvd, cd. Here sold many kinds of tapes such as movies and mp3 songs. I've seen a lot of albums from artists all over the world. Everything is here even I am interested in a shelf on display there. A genre of POP music. There was a DVD plastered there bearing a name that was familiar to me. ISKHA, The FIRST LOVE. I am no stranger to the photos on the album cover. Iskha!

I'll take it right away. In the corner of the room there was a place to test the dvd. I can't believe Iskha made an album. Why didn't he tell you? Why is he silent in the email?? I tried to tune it too. Put headset. First song. 

Oh, my love, listen to me

I repeat again

Oh, my love, hug me

Because I'm not gonna let you go again

This heart is tired to lean

What can I do

This soul needs longing

From you far away

[Breff:]

O beloved

Listen to the word miss in my heart

I want you to feel my love

That this heart is for you....

Oh, my love, I'm sorry

Who can't resist this longing

Oh, my love, kiss me

Because your kiss releases this thirst

Will I see you again

Will I love you again

I promise you I won't let go again

Until the end

[back to ref 2x]

I was touched by this song. Iskha, she misses me. Suddenly my tears flowed. Josh who saw me immediately patted my shoulder. I took off my headset.

"You're Okay man?" tanyakanya. "What's up?"

"I.just..missing her," I replied as I pointed to Iskha's photo.

"Did you know her?" tanyakanya.

"Sure, she is my girlfriend" I replied.

"Bullshit, no way. You had a girlfriend? And she is a singer?"

"Is there any problem?"

"No, just I thought you're single man."

"No, I'm not. And I never mention it."

"So that the reason why you never hit any girl in here."

"She is famous you know. Many people love her song. I just don't know the language, but I'm sure her voice was wonderful."

"Thank's."

He patted my shoulder again. "You're lucky man."

After the incident that Sunday, one campus immediately splashed. Josh is also a gossip spreader. To the extent that the lecturer who is often close to me is like Mr. Marcuss asked me, "Is that true that you had a girlfriend and she is a singer?"

"Yes, sir," I replied of course.

Even funny local media to interview me. In a moment I was in the newspaper. A famous student. Even in the internet media photos of Iskha were juxtaposed with me. Enter the gossip material again. Basic infotainment. Until then one of the Indonesian mass media one of the tv stations came alone to Havard to find me. And they interviewed me directly. Is that so much? It turned out that this was all because of Iskha. The video on youtube was watched by more than five views. Wow of course. He is a famous artist now. I can't wait to go back to Indonesia. I've captured all the messages in those songs.

ISKHA NARRATION

Just a few months to launch the album I immediately became the subject of gossip. To the extent that on tv my photo juxtaposed ama Mas Faiz. Duh, malunya.... Mas Faiz, I miss you. Hope you catch my messages. That's how I feel now, Mom. 

The more famous the more changed our family life. Our house is getting bigger. Everything from my gigs and album sales. More and more people are ignorant of me, steal photos, ask for autographs and so on. The talk show. Oh, just tired. But me and my band did not lose, we also just launched an album. And the sales are not less. Competing even. I've done twice now. The show with The Zombie Girls is also a solo career show. But luckily my friends realized that I should not be tired of work. We put out an album under the same label. So all the management feels easy. 

There are letters from fans almost every day. And almost every day there are journalists who stop by. Just ask a collection of shoes, a collection of clothes, (even though it is not very important to ask the question) and the last question my relationship ama Mas Faiz. Yes, I replied that Mas Faiz and I were still in communication even though they were far away. Then rumors circulated that I began to get close to other men. Hadeeeh..who tried? Nonexistent. Moga aja Mas Faiz is not jealous of the slanted news.

Like that day I was invited to the event NOT FOUR MATA know not with the Arowana hammer as the host it was in Trans 7? Yup, he started asking weird questions. Like my grill stunt with The Zombie Girls. Then I asked about my album. 

"Oh yeah mbak, by the way. Denger-denger said the album was made from outpouring of hearts huh? Monggo," asked Mas Tukul.

"Yes Mas, actually it's an outpouring of my heart, because again kangen with someone," I replied. Immediately greeted by the cheers of the audience.

"Well, what is studying abroad? Monggo story," he asked.

"Yes, we've been dropping out since High School. Still often communication even though through chatt or email," I replied.

"Well this, this gini, the loyal chick. College where's someonenya?"

"At Harvard University."

"Whoaaa..aplause!" mas Tukul said. "It is great that there are Indonesians who can study there. I used to waah.mau went to college there, but because ....Eaaa eeaaa eeaaaaa," 

His typical Mas Tukul style makes me laugh. After that I was given a surprise. 

"At this moment we are having a surprise for Ms. Iskha. We will try to contact his girlfriend" said Mas Tukul.

"Huh?" I was surprised, of course, it was an unexpected surprise.

"The Mongo came in. Hello?" sapa Mas Tukul's.

"Hello??" audible sound. The voice I remember. That's Mas Faiz's voice.

"Hello, is this Mas Faiz?" tanya Mas Tukul's.

"Oh yes, with myself" he answered.

My eyes immediately glazed over. I could see my face on the glass screen of the close up dishoot. Maybe the cameraman knows I'm being moved.

"This morning I Hit Arowana with the event Not Four Eyes. It's in the studio there is Iskha who he says is his girlfriend" said Mas Tukul.

"Oh, really? Iskha?" mas Faiz's voice looked delighted.

"Mas Faiz?" my broom.

"Iskha?? Hi." Hey."

"How are you?" I was a little sobbing.

"Well, how are you?"

"good too. How's college?"

"My lecture is good."

"Please take care of yourself there, maem a lot. Don't get tired!"

"Yes, you too."

"Thank you, Mas Tukul has connected me to Iskha. I'm with a lecture here, got a call that said there is Iskha I went out of class for a moment."

"Oh..again ngajar huh?" ask the Tukul.

"Yes, I'm an assistant lecturer here. Coincidentally the lecturer was unable to attend. But that's okay" replied Mas Faiz.

"Mas Faiz, I miss am mas," I said. 

Suddenly everything was quiet. Only the piano sounds. 

"me too. Do'ain yes, let it be done soon," he said. 

After that night's show, tomorrow will be a headline on the gossip show. Well, it can't be anything. How else do you wanna try? And in a relatively short time, we were named the best celebrity couple a few days later. And I think it's too much. Basic media.