The First High School Love

Chapter 23 Preparation Before Retirement

“The power of the second song must be replaced. Not very compatible with the voice of Matari, you know?” ask Lisa at last. “Except, you make it acoustic. The sound of Matari is suitable in the song slow it loh.”

The national exam holidays are over. There are still a few days left before retirement and at the same time the farewell party of 3rd graders.

Gilang stared at his friends in Lisa's studio room. Almost everyone agreed with Lisa's words. Gilang checked the material of his second song. The second song planned by them was My Sacrifice from Creed, but clearly it did not match the sound type of Matari. The twins were just whispering near Reza, the drummer from their designated class.

“Why whisper-whisper?” ask Gilang annoyed.

“According to me, try asking Matari aja, he wants what song. Later for the material, we both look for. If Matari likes it, she'll enjoy singing. Rich first song. You guys are very fit, it's a duet,” said Reza mediates. “Gue likes the second song, more ngerock. Because yes, I love rock music. Only, if it is supplied

the sound of Matari is strange. Don't be mad at Ri, it doesn't mean your voice is ugly. Only rich is not enough. Unless rich Lisa said it earlier, the song was made really acoustic. I don't have any drums at all. Mostly I replace the crincingan aja yes, hahaha.”

“Song Indo aja easy already..,” advice Ricko while putting his guitar shoulder pain. Rocky swiftly massaged the shoulder of his twin.

Matari looked at her classmates with an unkind look.

“Hmm…. Sorry yes....,” said Matari finally.

“Ngapain you're sorry? It does not match your voice. Lang, tegesin aja, what do you want? Next week is the stage. Our time is so tight. I'm looking for an easy song. Jebot's song is also not papa. Matari really fits singing old songs,” Lisa said again.

“Iya yes. I will find a good one. Matari, you later if there is any advice tell me yes. Tomorrow there should be an idea. Others do not need to follow. Most ideas make dizziness later arrangement,” said Gilang approve. “Oke, it's 6 o'clock now. Go home first. Tomorrow after school we meet again. Fortunately, my ex is still on holiday. So we can focus Exercise.”

Everybody take a breath. Weary. Matari tidied up her luggage followed by the others. Rocky approached her slowly.

“Cowok lo where?” asked Rocky curiously when he saw Davi not seem anywhere. They often do not even come to training.

“Not my guy, Rock. Why the hell is he? If he has you I see, absolutely no chat, no turn, asked,” replied Matari.

“Not to be angry, dong. I'm just curious. How tumben si Davi nemenin lo?”

“Ngak. He's the same other football exkul kids watch Abdi. There's a championship in Soemantri. You guys are not on watch anyway?”

“Yes is your same band practice. Udalah, at most we are only until the quarter-finals are rich usually,” said Gilang did not care.

“Eh we will go home yes,” take Rocky.

“Can't, Rock. My house is not the same. I have a bicycle. We can't shake three. Can be thumped!” matari said while taking out her bicycle lock key.

***

Matari searches for Sandra's music chord book in her room. Sandra bought and collected music chords. Unlike the Moon who diligently bought the magazine Aneka Yes!, the Moon prefers to books of that kind. In the past, internet access has not been as easy as now. Music chords are still sold in the form of books or magazines. Another Moon, another Sandra, another with Matari. He sometimes buys novels or comics every few months collecting his allowance. If it has not been collected he sometimes went to comic rentals or novels that mushroomed in several places.

Sandra can't play any music, but she likes to memorize song lyrics and tune her music on Boombox, a kind of metallic music player tape, which hits in those days. Boombox can also set cd at once. It cannot be connected to tv. Boombox. Can be carried with a battery. It can also be plugged into electricity like any other electrical device.

“Emang lo nyari song what kind?” sandra asked from her bed.

“Such old song. They say they match my sound type,” said Matari while flipping through the music chord magazine in a hurry.

In Sandra's room, Westlife music with the Coast to Coast album played slowly in her boombox. When Matari went into Sandra's room, it turned out that some western band posters had been stuck in one corner of the wall. The Princess might be angry to see that, but Sandra seemed unconcerned, because she thought, Eyang

he rarely went up to the second floor because of his age.

“Hmmm, I don't know if gig, you are rich. But I have a good song. Sing to me dong. Mumpung I miss bokap,” said Sandra, then opened the music chord magazine a few series ago.

Matari stared at the courtyard. “Ebiet G. Ade, Titip Misses Dad? Huh huh? Which one is tuh? Don't know me...”.

Sandra smile. “Papa has the cassette. I used to love being on the car. Bentar yes. I setelin first. Lo denger is fine. Great song.”

Ebiet Song G. Ade started to flow. Sandra follows the lyrics of the song without the text. He's poulting out of his head. For this one, Sandra's memory is amazing.

After 5 minutes of the song passed, Sandra turned off the tape. Staring Matari.

“Where?”

“Too old school song no?”

“Heiii, Ebiet G. This ade is the same Rinto Harahap who yesterday you sangin was older than Rinto. It's a little sadder anyway. Uh but it fits the same sound. Plis yaaah, singin. I'll see later. Your retirement is always open to the public, right?”

Matari. “Try me later infoin to Gilang. Thanks for the advice..,”

“Who's guest star of the year?”

“Element.”

“Lah? Fuckin' tight? Your favorite, right?”

“I think personally anyway okay yes, the Element. It is the same with God or Padi. How well. May long lasting yes macem Dewa.”

“Iya, hopefully..”.

***

The next day, Matari approached Gilang's desk and gave the music chord magazine to Gilang in the marked section of the page. Gilang has not made a decision, but later when the break time, he will tell the other band members. He himself had not found another song that fit. So that it can only surrender to Matari's request.

“Somebody brought a guitar? We try first yuk.” asked Lisa then after Gilang gave information to her and other friends about the song of choice Matari.

“In the chapel there,” chirps Thea while pointing towards the chapel. “You want me to pinjemin?”

“Wah, can really bu ketu. Please yes...!” Seru Gilang happy.

Thea moves on and pulls Lisa. “Lo come with me, let Matari here same them.”

Missing Gilang, Matari, Ricko and Reza sat in a nearby classroom. They look confused. Hans suddenly came up laughing.

“Wah, my class band briefing huh? Seriously amat?” ask Hans.

“Diem aja lo. You traitor!” cibir Gilang's.

“Sorry. I didn't have another choice then. You guys really long just refer to Matari doang. Now what's the problem again?” hans stood between them.

“The song is still not fit,” said Gilang.

“Hmmm. What the fuck? Gini yes, I saranin, you guys should find the same fit him,” Hans said as he pointed at Matari. “Lo love the material rich rock song that Kak Nana brought for example, who is both vocalist of a girl band, it obviously can not. Her vocal type is not rich. You guys have to adapt to the same type of voice he is. If Kak Nana in addition to winning flight hours, he is cool singing any song. Slow song could be a rock song for him. If Matari is still a beginner. Make a difference. In addition, the type of music can vary. I got info,

almost 80% of those who sing rock or alternative songs. And there are only two bands whose vocalists are girls. Kak Nana and band lo. Don't idealize it's your favorite song, Lang. Lo kudu correspond with Matari. It's not Matari who is lo.”

“Gue agrees with him anyway,” Ricko said.

Matari was silent. Waiting for Gilang, the band leader spoke up. But Gilang is still weighing. Until finally Thea came with Lisa while carrying a guitar on her back.

“Kata Bu Dharma, no more dipake. We can pinjem until next week before retirement, but diligently reversed. Because no one can stay at home anyone of us, including staying in class no one is guarding. So every morning you take the key to the chapel room to Pak Agus, afternoon balikin. Anyway responsibility

I went to Lisa and Gilang. Matari and the others did not. Okay?” thea said at length.

"OKAY. Thank you very much, Mrs Ketu!" sahut Gilang while taking the guitar and taking it out of his bag.

Everyone is focused on watching him. Ricko did not touch, he knew, Gilang wanted to show off his guitar skills to the children in their class. Gilang is very good at playing guitar. Acoustic or electric. His older brother was a cafe band player to the cafe. When at home, Gilang always asked to be taught to play the right guitar and good to hear. For this reason Gilang did not feel any difficulty in performing all the songs.

“Ri, later I itung 1..2..3 lo sing ya?” ask Gilang.

“Pas third itinerary or out of third count?” exciting Matari.

“Hadeeehhh, it is difficult to talk to a child pinter. 1...2..lo sing, I mean,” said Gilang while tuning acoustic guitar skillfully to match the tone it should be.

“OK, okay....,”

All speechless. Some of the students in 1st grade F who had just returned home from the cafeteria, came to watch from where they were sitting. Some were standing near Matari, curious.

Intro churning slowly. Gilang stared at matari while counting. 1.2…

“Your sentence is still saved a dozen events

Fights and throws are engraved upon you

You look old and tired

sweat is pouring

But you remain steadfast

Even though your breath sometimes stings

Carrying an increasingly heavy burden

You stay put”

“Tickly, Ri. It's fitting this sung him.” said Ricko suggested.

Matari said, continuing the chant until it was over. When finished, the students in his class applauded.

“Nih yes, don't just applaud. Later pas pensi, on dateng you know. Support this band of our class so that rame!” exclaim Thea at once take the opportunity.