
Life is like a piano, white and black. And I enjoy it, like a beautiful piece of music when you play it. That is how my life will be beautiful in its time.
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The nimble finger while playing his piano skillfully, playing it with beautiful tones felt his plaza piercing in the innermost heart.
Dhira sits quietly by her brother's side, enjoying the piano playing Alex.
Alex used to take piano lessons at one of the SLBs for three years while his father was still alive.
He only heard the piano sound from a television broadcast showing a man playing the piano with beautiful tones until he wanted him to learn to play the piano.
The father who obeys the child's will so that he has talent even though he is a child with special needs at least he is able to live his life later if his father is gone.
Piano gifts from the father to Alex are still left and not sold by Dhira when his father is sick and in need of a lot of money. He was willing to sell his goods, from the jewelry of acoustic guitar and his favorite sport motorbike is not the piano alex is missing because there are beautiful memories with engraved names, fathers, and, alex and himself. Piano, the beautiful tone of Alex's wiggly finger.
Rarely did Dhira accompany her brother to play the piano, because he always worked to spend the day outside until night and came home from the state of his brother who had fallen asleep.
But still he always asks his brother through a vidio call or phone even though only for a moment even though sometimes Alex always calls him.
Playing for twenty minutes with a low intonation ending, the applause from Dhira made Alex laugh and also applaud.
" You're great, brother!" dhira exclaimed with a smile "learn from yutube ya" he said again and was nod by Alex with a big smile.
" Want to play one more time" asked Dhira.
" Yes" he said with enthusiasm.
While Alex was playing the piano, the monk came to Dhira. Let him know if there is an image coming and waiting for him outside.
" Why he doesn't go in the bik, he usually goes straight into the house" said Dhira, "Just go in the bik." he said again and nods by the minah.
The image went into the house with an arrogant face because Dhira did not tell him if he was injured as a result of helping a man.
Turning his body when he found the voice of Citra who called him and a little surprised when the man he helped last night came with Citra.
Alex stopped playing as the voice of the image greeted his sister and turned to stare at her.
" You're the reason, don't want to tell a story if you're hurt.!" furious Citra who had earlier been in pendam while on the way.
" sister? eat first is just as bad. There was chocolate in the fridge" Dhira said to Alex gently.just nod and smile as Dhira told him to go Walk with a hand holding the phone looking at the yotube.
" Slow down your voice if Alex's brother knows he's going to cry" said Dhira making Citra feel guilty.
" I'm sorry" Citra said.
" Cit.?" frowned when he saw Revan in his house.
" Oh, he went to the cafe to see you, he said you helped him and got hurt. Yes, I have also come to your house. "answer the image. " I went to Alex's brother first." Citra said and left Dhira.
Exhaling heavily as this was the first time Dhira received a stranger guest whom she had just met. walked over to Revan who was standing not far from her and was staring at her.
" Hey.?" hello Dhira. " Please sit down" he said and was nodded by Revan.
" What's up." asked Dhira.
" Are you okay." asked Revan in a slightly worried tone.
" I'm just worried, not kangen with you."
" he.! I'm getting knocked over."
" flattered.!" errat Revan fast.
" Hahahah, yes it is sister" she replied with a laugh when she saw Revan's face turning sour.
" What was your sister" asked Revan, making Dhira look at her.
" Yes, why."
" He's very good at the piano" said Revan.
" Surely that's all you said, there's nothing else" said Dhira, Revan just looked at her and didn't want to ask more because he knew it would be painful to say.
" He's a great guy, even though he's autistic" Dhira said with a smile even though he was slightly hurt to say it.
" I know and you don't have to say it, because your heart must be hurt." replied Revan "He's a man who will always be loved by God and will always be a special child." he said it again to make Dhira smile.
" No, let's have breakfast" said the minah who approached Dhira, just a small nod and smiled.
" You haven't had breakfast yet, would you like to eat with us." Dhira asked, not wanting to reject Dhira Revan's invitation even nodded with a smile to accept his invitation.
Walking follows Dhira from behind, paying attention in the simple and well-organized Dhira house.
Dining table incorporated with the Kitchen shows a minimalist and clean kitchen.
Sitting four, Dhira who chose to sit with Alex, Citra who sat together with Revan.
" Bik, let's eat together." take Dhira.
" But it's not."
" Come bik." ask Alex, because Alex is always with Minah if Dhira is not there. Had to look towards Citra and Revan because it makes Minah feel bad if you have to eat with friends Dhira.
" Come bik, we eat together." Citra invited with a smile.
" Li." take Revan as well, and make me interested finally want to eat with them.
The dining table is now full of people and laughter makes the atmosphere beautiful. It's the first time the dining table is full of people, Alex who is so happy about making new friends.
Alex eats voraciously despite the messy way she eats, so painstakingly Dhira cleans it sometimes also feeds her sister a meal.
Revan once noticed Dhira how Dhira's attitude changed as she was with her brother, being patient, and considerate. Different when he was with her the attitude of rancidity and teasing him made Revan feel annoyed but he also enjoyed it.
Revan was confused because at Dhira's house he did not see his two parents, Dhira also did not display photos to his two parents. There are no photo frames in the walls of the Dhira house.
It was not time for him to ask, because Dhira was not easy to share his story with anyone. Only Citra and Minah know everything without Dhira telling her difficult past.
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