One Name A Story

Pure Musician Lada

-POV NADA

another new story on behalf of Pure Musicia Senada

I am now in a foreign place..

where no one knows me..

I often go with my father or mother to go on vacation to several countries..

but not in this country..

even though the country where I'm in my feet now, I'm not here at all..

my father is the same..

but how can he trust me to continue my life here..

this place is completely foreign..

life is too free for me..

it's too long if I tell you how I got here..

the satuhal I remember..

dad's got an atm card

when I check the contents enough for me to buy land, house, property, full..

then I gave me a piece of paper at my college office, and my father gave me a plane ticket..

"what's a serious father and don't want to change maybe to another place that you go to, maybe in Sidney, or New Zealand?" much

"dad believes in that place you can succeed.."

"ah father is a kind of psychic..how to conclude that easily?" much

"come here, appreciate me.."

"do you know any of the people there, any possible lecturers, or any of your friends, or is it possible?" much

"no. I just want you to be able to be without us"

"dad.why don't you give me a house, and then I go on without you, as long as I'm still here"

"we want to focus both, with none of you" said my mother

"why maa, yahh, aren't I an accomplished student at a famous school, you guys are less proud of how?"

"well, that's why your father sent you there. I want you to live there. Change the atmosphere of the school there, this place needs a child like you"

still not thinking..

then what's the deal with me?

it's not the university, it should take care of the trivial things that can..

i-i don't know...

and when I fly..

leaving jakarta..

leave home..

leaving both parents..

and live alone..

"boy.bare of us, later, there will be a time when I will tell you what the reason father and mother sent you in that place" explained my father

I don't know, I walked towards the plane in tears..

"are you okay?" greet the stewardess

"oh good brother"

"okay lah, may your journey impress you"

"what's impressive" I murmured in my heart

and when I get to this foreign place..

yes, I have been in a country quite famous for a very free life...

even the law has no effect here..

Chinese or Chinese, I am here..

by yourself..

even exit for me way out of the airport I was unthinkable to look for it...

I find a seat, then I drink my stash bottle tea..

I think in the crowd..

wasn't going to college a long time ago?

why did you send me before two months of admission and even the registration was taken care of, just waiting for the IQ test and that was a week before college..

"this has just been thought of" I said in my heart..

and it's true that I was sitting in that place with two suitcases and one backpack big enough on my back..

at night, the airport is closed..

I finally have to get out..

looking for where to go again..

dad gave me his friend's address..

but I still can't tell if his friend is still in this place..

ah the mind is really fucked..

before long I tried calling through vicall to my dad on whatsapp..

active, but not lifted..

"father.. Come on, what's wrong with you?" I shouted in my heart..

and when several times my efforts did not respond to my father..

I sent a private message with the contents

"dad..I'm alone and I don't know where, I'm not looking for my dad's friend either, because I don't know if he's still here.well, I'm alone"

my writing..

and suddenly my phone died because of the battery..

so I sat down, kept quiet..

a woman came to greet me..

(conversations in Korean yes guys but I immediately articulate)

"son, why are you here with so much baggage.Are you running away from home?" ask her

"oh no ma'am, I'm confused where"

"where is your original destination going?"

"i've actually enrolled my father in Qyin Machining University" I replied

"is qyinma schoolgirl?" ask the mother wonder

"yeah?"

"why could your father think of putting his daughter in that place?"

"well, what's wrong?"

"no, it's just that it's the only state school that actually focuses on men"

"haa? are there no women at all?"

"there are, there are, just some of them"

"oh. means not everything"

"yes, then your goal now?"

"shut here? and don't know where?"

"my house?"

"ha?"

"quietly, I will not kill, torture or rape you"

"hahaha you're funny" I said

and when he arrived at home yaaa fairly flat, but still big my house is in Indonesia..

"are you alone, ma'am?" much

"yes, you're right, I'm alone in this cramped house"

"my husband died in an accident at work, and I got alimony from the boss who was grateful thanks to the services of my husband and his company until now developed even to his 4th college"

"was..cool...and then your son?"

"the doctor said my husband was barren" he said..

"ah sorri"

"yes, no problem"

and do not want to add an atmosphere that brings more pain..

"can I sleep here?" much

"oh of course, I just want you to be my son, later if you are on school holidays or are being dormitory just come here"

"seriously? thanks"

i hugged him..

"your name is who I don't know" he said

"ah. I'm the tone"

"oh nada. I'm sung ma"

"oh okay mama"

"haa.. what?"

"mama"

"you call me mama? thanks" he hugged me back

and tomorrow..

"wake up. it's noon. don't you want to come with me to the market to buy cooking needs" he said.

"i'll be in a minute." answered me

and as soon as I woke up because I realized that I was no longer in Indonesia.I was in a foreign place.I could not just sleep without restrictions plus this is the house of someone I just knew.

"i thought you'd continue sleeping?" sung ma said

"ah I'm sorry, I forgot if it's not in Indonesia"

"ah so you remember still being Indonesian?"

"heah"

we also went to the shopping center..

someday..

i walk..

I saw two lovers kissing even in a crowd..

I walked and scolded them both..

"hey.. What are you doing in our business?" ask the man

"kiss not in the crowd, break the rules" I replied

"haaa whose rules? which rules?"

and sung ma pulled me

"forgive him.he's a stranger" said sungma.

"oh okay, next time be careful hey girl"

sung ma pulled me

"you should know, this is korea, not Indonesian tone" said sungma whispered

"then?"

"things like that you will be able to see along public roads though, let's walk"

and I thought

even this is beyond my expectations..

then are the law offices and police here no work?

and a few days passed, as I walked towards my new school..

(new school, because here the university is also said to be a school, different from Indonesia)

arriving..

after the test ends..

the next day I saw a pretty big IQ..

"this is the key to your dorm, there are already two of your friends so you're not alone"

"haa... are you kidding me, how can you put me in a male dormitory?"

"oh quiet, calm down, you're in the girls' dorm, and your two friends are princesses too"

"oh, I guess" I said relieved

and when I came back to sung ma's house, I couldn't bear to leave him alone again, just now he had a friend, now I have to go again

"you promise to come as often as possible, son" said sung ma

"i promise you, Mama" I said

and we hugged back..

after arriving..

there were two of my dorm friends...

"hi." I said

"hi... ah are you tone?" ask one of them

"yes, I'm the tone" I said.

"i'm sun mi" said one

"i'm man na" said one of the others

both are strange..

it's cool, sexy, arrogant, ah it's so much different from me. Look at me, it's weirdest, and maybe I'm the most absurd of the two..

and when you first enter a new school and a new class...

professor or we usually call Indonesia is a lecturer asking to introduce one of them all the contents of the room...

oh yeah, I haven't introduced you to who I am either...

okay. I introduce coincidence now it's my turn to introduce myself..

"introduce all, I tone. I'm native Indonesian" I said.

and some rowdy people heard me from Indonesia..

some even mention..

I was the only student from Indonesia in the history of the university's qyinma...

my name is pure musicia

born in Indonesia, 19 years ago..

and why my parents chose that name..

my grandmother once said that my parents were very fond of music and of course the meaning is a strains that love pure music..

and the lesson begins..

when there was only me, Sun Mih and Man Na the female students in that class, not a little teasing us especially me because of my appearance with one braid hair and thick bobogo glasses..

"tone.. You can get in here because you have a talent for machines?" ask Ceng Gunn one of the students there..

"lumayan, I like mechanics" I said

but there are some memorable people among them, namely Zang Mheng..

the man was quite large in stature, and stared at me sharply..

a week later, you had a discussion with the guidance teacher, Noo Xue

Noo Xue, our guidance teacher said..

the right choice was me, because I was a student of a famous Indonesian school graduate with the highest score in the history of my school..

but I refused..

"sorry teacher, I can't. I'm here to focus on myself, not to take care of one class" I replied.

"why tone?"

"i won't be able to focus on the lessons later" I said

"then I can't force you"