Naughty Child

Return of the Prince

ISKHA NARRATION

I have a concert at Srikandi Hall today. I'm not the only one who fills. A bunch. And all the top artists. If I used to sing to be the stage opener, now I'm playing the character. The stage is set in such a way. It looks like an X. I was in the middle and could walk to and fro. In the morning there was a dress rehearsal. The event organizer was pretty cool directing. I really like it.

This includes the last series of my tours so far. My offer to gig and fill the show on the television station bejibun. To the point that I was overwhelmed. I also had to find a manager. This manager of mine was my old classmate. Who else if not Nailul. Hihahi. We are compact. He also painstakingly takes care of all my schedule, so it doesn't fall apart. Contract after contract. Tired of it. One day I can watch three different television stations. Sometimes she also guest stars on comedy shows. 

Starting from cosmetic ads, soap, drinks all now love. Although now my life has changed, but I have always been lacking. It was Mas Faiz. Because it's too busy, I now rarely contact him anymore. It's been a year since the Not Four Eyes event. I never contacted him again. I don't remember when he's going home either. Has he finished college yet? 

Today before the concert started I tried to contact him. But not active. BBM is also not available. Bizarrely. I started to worry too, lest he do anything else? Even in the dressing room I was dumbfounded. 

Nailul also interrupted, "You why the hell, dumbass only? Not usually."

My daydream is gone, "Ah, it's okay koq. Just remember Mas Faiz."

"Cieeeh. How's it going now?"

"Eitherway. Long time no news. I'm busy, so I rarely call" I explained.

"Well, you can't dong. Try saying HI!"

"Udah, but not dibales. I'm starting to get scared for why."

"Have thought positively. Maybe his phone is missing or maybe he's in a place he can't be reached. Especially in Amrik non, it's already!" 

"Hmm.well, positive thinking."

"Yes, there. Be prepared! After the artists that ngisi your turn, you know" said Nailul.

"Yes, yes" I rushed to the back stage. Today I wear a long white dress like the king's daughter. I let my hair be as long as my waist now. I tried to be feminine. Leaving my tomboyish clothes. Start learning to do hair, take care of yourself. I realized I was beautiful. 

After the artists finished filling. Now it's my turn. The lights are turned off. I went straight to the stage. The scenario is when the lights go on I'm already in the middle of the stage with the piano. I went on stage and the audience couldn't see it. How can I walk in the dark? Actually on the stage floor there are lights that lead me to go to the center of the stage that if from the top is in the form of the letter X. 

I then sat down on the chair provided in front of the piano. I played that piano. The entire audience cheered. Because I know I'm in the middle of the stage. The floodlights lit up and immediately showed I was in the middle of the stage with my piano. The audience is hysterical. Some say, "Iskhaaa I Love You!"

I also sing my song. The first song that all my fans love. The most watched song on YouTube. It's Missing.

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

[back to ref 2x]

After I finished playing it the audience cheered. But wait a minute. Something is strange. The scenario should have the floodlight off. But why is it still on? And suddenly from the end of the stage I heard something. A piano is played. Hold still. This song.I remember....Cage Bird's. And that voice....Faiz! The floodlight was at the end of the stage. A man I knew was playing the piano and singing. He's Faiz's mas!

Takaku dono kurai tonde 

Haruka tooku no kimi ga mienaku naru no?

Hitomi soraseba raku ni naru no kamo shirenai 

Itsumo dokoka de mitsumete

Wasureru koto nante deki wa shinai kara 

Nasu supe mo naku, sora wo. 

Maru de kago no naka no chiisana tori no you ni 

Mado wo sagashite atemo, samayotte, iru.

Ima sugu ni aitai kimi ga suki dakara 

Koto ga kowakute nigetai kedo 

Mienai shigarami ni tsubasa 

Soredemo kimi wa kanashii hodo taisetsu.

I'm moved. I shed tears. This must be EO. I was given a surprise like this. My face is glazed close up on the big screen. The cameraman took advantage of this moment. The audience cheered when Mas Faiz finished singing the song. 

Mas Faiz took the mic. Then he stood up. Walk casually towards me. I shut my mouth and my nose. I'm happy, haru, it's all one. 

"Iskha, how are you?" tanyakanya.

"Okay" I replied.

"I'm sorry to give you this surprise. I forced his EO so I could climb up here. It's out of scenario. I hope you don't mind" he said.

"I object!" I said by showing a rambunctious mimic. The laughter of the entire audience. Crazy what? I'm so ashamed.

"You know, when I was in America I went to a record store and I found a picture of you there. I listen to your song and I then catch all your longing messages. And that's why I tried so hard to graduate on time and I finally graduated," now Mas Faiz has approached me. It's in front of me. He's getting handsome. There was a thin beard growing on his cheeks and chin, ohh. 

"Why did you come back?" ask me with a crisp tone.

"Because I have to go back" he said. "Here is my life, here is my home."

"You're bad, why so long? I miss you here" I said.

The audience cheered me. Suddenly Mas Faiz knelt before me. He pulled something out from behind his black suit. A small red box. He opened the box. There was a ring with a sparkling diamond in the shape of a heart. The whole audience was rowdy. Moreover, the cameraman highlighted the box and my expression. Hey, this isn't live, is it? Could be ashamed of me.

"I kept my promise. I propose to you now. To be my bidadar. Now and forever. Will you marry me? Being my wife in a difficult and happy life. To be the mother of our children?" asked Mas Faiz with a groggy face. Oh Mas Faiz..romantis once ..soooo....

"Thank you! accept that! accept!" I don't know why the audience can be this thick. This is a very unusual way of applying. In public, on stage, and seen by thousands of eyes. It may even be live now.

I'm so moved. Please whoever holds me. I want to faint. I can't answer yet. I want the audience to calm down first. Heart's pounding. Mas Faiz gave a warning for the audience to calm down. Finally everything calmed down. 

"How's it?" tanyakanya.

I nodded the mantab. "I accept. I concur. Answer yes!"

The audience was all rowdy. I remember a football game when their team just broke into the opponent's goal. That's the atmosphere now. I was so happy that day was proposed by Mas Faiz. He chose me. He prefers me. Thank you, Faiz. My prince has returned.

VIRA NARRATIVE

I saw the show. How Faiz proposed to Iskha. It hurts. I was crying and couldn't see the show. I should have been the one Faiz was asking for. That night I was crying, crying. It turns out to be true. I wasn't meant to be with Faiz. My love for Faiz is quite here.

Congratulations Iskha. May you be happy. I'm willing koq. Mas Faiz is worthy and suitable for you.

PRINCESS NARRATION

I just put little Faiz to bed in the room. He was tired maybe because he played all day with his friends. That night I saw a TV show. I saw a woman I hated. Iskha. I cannot hate him now. I feel so guilty for him. He is now a famous artist. Frequently appears on tv. The rumors with Faiz were also milling about in the gossip news. And tonight I saw something unusual. 

Faiz was on the glass screen, he knelt down and proposed to Iskha in public. That's really a very romantic thing. My eyes glazed. I wept. I saw my sister whom I loved proposing to Iskha. Broken my heart. Sakiiiitt. Faiz, I'm sorry. I'm sorry Iskha. Faiz, this is your son. I'll promise to take care of him for you. Faizku's...I was crying and couldn't see the tv. I turned it off too. I finally slept while holding my little Faiz. I kissed her until I fell asleep.