Our Love Among Corona

It's Karauke Dangdut

I carry the soul of Indonesia everywhere. Wherever I live, my heart carries the name of a whole country, Indonesia. Included in the affairs of music, still calling the soul dangdut as the typical music of Indonesia.

Many Indonesians also do not like dangdut music. There is nothing wrong with music because it is a matter of taste. Interestingly, the Estonesia gang we formed, all liked dangdut songs. That's why, waiting for them to arrive at my apartment is a fun thing. What is more exciting is because it turns out to find Luky who also clicks with these Indonesian friends. Maybe because Luky has come to Indonesia several times, especially Bali. He usually stays there a few months each time he visits. So it is easy for him to interact and understand Indonesian culture. In this case, Luky won my heart in many ways. Because the people are easy to get along with.

"They're on the road yet?" ask Luky while I'm dancing.

"Alif & Mas Senar already, the others have not moved" answered me who was still busy patting my face with sponge powder.

"OKs. Why make up anyway, the show is just a few people. But not anywhere here". He was, as always, the one who asked me about everything I did. Likes to meddle amazingly.

"What if I make up?" ask me with a defiant attitude.

"No pa-pa. Only if often and too much is not good for your facial skin" worthy of his style expert commented.

"Eh my faces too, please".

"Yes, I'm just saying. Most chemicals are on the face".

"Shut up!". I throw a pillow at him.

"Btw who came were the four of them? Is there anything else?"

"The wife is Mas Senar, Lessy is following".

"Oh who's an Estonian woman huh? It's only right then".

"What price?".

"I want to make a cocktail. Counting people again".

Luky is an expert in making Kocktails. No other, because one of his jobs is as a bartender. He is an expert in concocting various drinks, especially alcoholic beverages. Years of struggling in the world of hospitality, that makes Luky accustomed to serving people. I love cooking and preparing drinks. It's worth it early in the morning to the super market buy fruit and various needs today. Although I told you not to shop a lot because the Estonesia team will shop for cooking utensils today.

Our house bell reads, definitely Alif, Mas Senar & Lessy.

"Luky, please open the door for them". I screamed from inside the room.

Luky walked to the door and pressed a button to open the door. The lower gate heard a noise and a noise filled the stairs. Typical Mas Senar, if he comes, surely the sound of his bass talk he can be heard from a distance.

"Hello! We are here!". Sapa Mas Senar.

"Blog in".

"Welcome all. Hi Lessy!" I hugged and kissed his wife Mas Senar.

"Eh wash your hands first. It's just from the outside, right?" Luky's direction was followed by everything. He never forgot to remind anyone to always wash their hands. Given Corona and we do need to be careful.

"Mbak Dina & Mbak Melly just want to go. At least another hour until," Mas Senar gave an update.

"Eh, these groceries need to be placed in the refrigerator first, right?" I asked while rummaging through the groceries they had just brought.

"No need. I also nyicil aja first cooking preparation while waiting for them" Mas Senar immediately swiftly took a knife and bowl.

"Mas Senar want me to help you?" Alif asked as he rolled up his sleeves. Alif does like to help even though in reality he himself can not cook.

"No need. List of songs for karauke". We laughed because Alif often did carry songs.

"What do you drink? Anyone want a Kocktail? A coffee? Juice?" Luky started serving the guests.

Each chooses a different drink and Luky does not mind the difference according to the taste of the guests. An hour later, the second group also arrived. Mbak Melly and Mbak Dina who took his son as usual. They carry a few bottles of soft drinks. The party will begin soon. As it usually opens with a cooking show, then eat together. Continued cheerful story with dessert. 2 hours before disbanding is the time karauke dangdut.

"Lif, where's our karauke list tonight?" Senar was patient apparently.

"Rooks. Where's tablet? I already listed. From the opening list, mid to closing," explained Alif.

"Where, here I try to check," Mas Senar directly mepet to Alif to check.

Actually the list of songs is agreed, because on often forget, every time Karauke always forget to sing what song. They are creative, so made first, for any opening karauke song, later each selects the opening song. Then continued with the peak song when the energy is hot and the shake is still excited, just closed with slow songs.

We sang as if we were all hymns. In fact, our voices are not all deserving of the singer category. Only Mas Senar who is already used to perform at music and singing shows. Senar is also often invited by the embassy to fill activities.

While we were singing and dancing, Luky & Lessy found the topic of discussion interesting. So they just sat at the dinner table and looked so serious in chatting. We were also full of frenzy in our own wobble rhythm. Angel, her son Mbak Dina, jumped up happily despite not knowing the meaning of the song we sang.

If you have a group that makes fun with karauke dangdut together, even though it is far away in the country of people then it feels like in your own country. Outside, the air can be minus, snow can spill, but inside the warm creeps seep with the beloved in a dangdut rhythm.

"What's the last song?" Melly played the remote while waiting for our answer.

"Delusion?" Dina's mother is waiting for approval.

"Boss". Senar answered quickly.

"Udah, Gemu Fa Mi Re twice before going home" Alif chimed in.

"yuk". I said and it was approved.

We danced simultaneously Gemu Fa Mire, this song from the land of Flores. Full of laughter, warm sweat and happiness. The cold winter has disappeared with our dance. Time shows at 10pm, time to go home. As usual the last one to go home must be Mas Senar, Alif & Lessy.

"Would you drink again?" Ask Luky.

"I want to. Another cocktail?" Sahut Mas Senar's.

"Lessy?" Luky glanced at Lessy who noticed her husband adding a cocktail.

"No to me, thank you. You know I'm driving. For both of these men only". Answer Lessy.

"I'm not either, I'm still full" Alif said.

"For me please, and strong one". I smiled at Luky.

I know, tonight's gonna be long for us. Don't want to miss the next thrill of playing Durak together.