THE MENTARY FOR THE ESTUARY
CHAPTER 14, FAREWELL (NOT) FOR GOOD
“Mbak Ririii, I want grilled cornyaaa, owneeeeeeek..” said Ganesh spoiled, when Riana was still busy with grills, corn, and friends. The beach, at night. It was his last day on the island of the Gods, Bali. It's been a week since Riana left Jakarta, and had fun with her sister and three new friends. They decided to throw a simple BBQ party by the beach, before Muara again entertained guests in the hotel lounge again.
“Don't owak-owek ae talah, nyoh, take her corn..” riana's nag. Ganesh nyengir's. He immediately took some ripe grilled corn, and enjoyed it with Vishnu and Abhi.
“No doubt, tomorrow it is time for us all to go home,” Abhi broke the silence while receiving the grilled corn brought by Ganesh.
“Iya e mas, routine again, school again,” Ganesh laughs. The corn is all ripe. And now, they were sitting in a circle, watching the bright flickering stars tonight. Intentionally they buy corn is not much, because they want to go crazy in the lounge tonight, because the entertainment agenda there for tonight is “free stage”, because, where the event allows guests to participate (usually an open request session) or if anyone dares to participate by singing on stage can also, freely, according to the title of the event, “free stage”. And Muara, of course, has prepared a variety of interesting surprises for guests + his four new friends tonight.
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Lounge, again. Riana still felt ashamed of herself if she remembered there had been a silly incident in this place, on the second day of her arrival in Bali. Pake event collapses and enters under the table all over, again. It's good not to kick him, because it's considered a cat.
Now, the girl is not alone in the lounge, she is with Ganesh (the younger sister), Vishnu, and Abhi. Muara himself has been busy with the stage and all the rounds are paid, cash *eh.
“Good yes, his lounge,” comments Vishnu while enjoying orange juice in front of him.
“Iya, View directly to the beach, you know,” timpal Riana. Then they looked at each other and threw a smile. They both knew that little praise and description were of little importance to them and were priceless to Ganesh and Abhi, who were not as fortunate as they were.
“How does it feel to see that, Ms Ri?” ask Ganesh suddenly. He turned his face to Riana, as if to show if the question was really serious. Riana. He returned to the depths of that feeling. This was the only question Ganesh could never answer. According to him, Ganesh may ask anything, but not this question.
***
The estuary went up on stage. He moved his eyes around to the surroundings. Thankfully, friends and guests of this hotel have been sitting in their respective places. And he immediately gave the opening greeting, then opened with the first song ; “Cerita Cinta”, owned by Kahitna. Throughout the song, her gaze could not be separated to look at the figure of Riana who smiled widely and enjoyed her performance so much. And in the end, Muara knew that the girl was a true “Soulmate”, just like her. This moment happened when they were walking to Tabanan area on the third day Riana was here (and oh yes, they were not just the two anyway, don't worry, Vishnu, you know, Ganesh and Abhi also come along). In the car controlled by Muara as an impromptu tour guide on that day, there is a bluetooth mode on the audio device. And Riana immediately asked for a connection, and along the way, Kahitna songs accompanied their journey all.
“Suka Kahitna too?” tanya Muara while staying focused on driving.
“Buanget... Bucin, mentok, already no medicine deh...” replied Riana while still swaying to the right-left of her head, following the song “More Than Just Beautiful” is playing.
“Sama, I'm also a soulmate. Toast us first!” said Muara while handing her one hand to Riana's hand which was clinging casually to the right-left of her thigh. Riana received the toast invitation from the Estuary with a big smile.
“Times now who doesn't like Kahitna? Let them be there from the 80s, but the song is still relatable until now. I myself if the time is regular at the cafe sometimes in the design yes Kahitna songs that..” comments Ganesh while tapping his feet, following the rhythm of the song.
“This is all musicians huh? Yesterday I saw Riana playing guitar while singing, Mas Abhi did too. How's vishnu?” ask Muara.
“I am the host, school, and also the band of Ganesh as well, mas, but I play the drums..” replied Vishnu.
“Wait... Ganesh has not stayed with Aunt Rita again?” ask Riana.
“From last year, he moved mbak..” replied Vishnu. But Ganesh quickly cut.
“Later Ganesh story that we have returned home hotel, mbak, now, we go for a walk first yes,” said Ganesh softly. Riana would not want to soften as well. In any case, this rare quality time event should be used really, right?
After Muara sang the first song, he immediately opened a free stage session that became the title of the event on the night. Riana took a deep breath. The smell of this sea in less than 24 hours will be left behind. The land of the Gods brings a million stories to him, both joy and sorrow stories. And tomorrow, he will be separated again with his sister, hundreds of kilometers away. And he really didn't want to until Ganesh got back to him, like in the ballroom the other day. He wanted Ganesh to remember him, even if they were to return far apart.
“Nesh, would you like a duet with me?” ask Riana. A bitter smile fell on the corner of her lips. How could a brother offer this to his sister? Had the breakup never happened, perhaps Ganesh would have invited him to sing along, as he once did.
“I just want to ngajakin mbak earlier, but not good mbak, fear mbak again males singing or how.” Ganesh smiled shyly.
“Yuk, out of this yes, his estuary again received a request tuh..” said Riana happily while embracing her sister. Ganesh nodded, and smiled. What they will sing, let the discussion be on stage. Importantly, this moment duet can be done first.
“Not to worry, I just got hurt
Accustomed 'to pretending to laugh
But can I cry once?
Before you go back to lying
When you're tired
Just stop
Make room, give time
They said, "Thank God"
Don't worry, I'm just hurt
Accustomed 'to pretending to laugh
But can I cry once?
Before returning to lie to yourself” The Collapsed Song of Fiersa Besari and Febi Putri was brought so nicely by the two brothers who apparently both store great pain during the moment of separation. Riana cried and seemed to have trouble continuing her song, but the hundreds of guests in the lounge excited and sang along with Riana and Ganesh, until their song was finished.
“Ganesh dear mbak, do not go again yes..” His whisper while clutching the shoulder of Riana who shook violently because of her cry.
“Mbak also love you, Ganesh, sorryin mbak..” his wish. Muara took over the atmosphere, because Abhi also turned out to be about to participate. Not that Muara did not feel touched by this incident, but his professionalism must also stay awake. Riana went down while holding Ganesh's hand. Tears still flooded his face, but he could smile, as Ganesh had returned with him. And as much as possible, he would not let Ganesh get hurt and languish alone again. At least, Ganesh knows where he can lean and stretch his fatigue, resting his ego. There was Riana, the older sister who loved and also loved him.
***
Finished from the Lounge (and fortunately do not use any event nemuin people “teler” under the table again), the five people back to sit on the edge of the beach with illuminated twinkles of stars, illuminated, spend the rest of their nights running out in a moment.
“Thanks for a week yes guys, you guys actually make this week very colorful,” Muara said as she opened her cola can.
“We are grateful, Ra, because there are many things that can connect us here. What makes me more moved is when the fraternity rope that is almost broken can finally be intertwined well again,” said Abhi. He pointed at Riana and Ganesh who were both sitting on his right-hand side, flanking him.
“I'm also very cool anyway, can exist in an event as important as this... But sorry yes, tomorrow I can not nganter you guys, because my allotment is only a week here, tomorrow I have moved hotels again, entertaining in other regions again.” Muara said.
“Lho, I thought you were staying here, Ra? Not tho?” ask Riana.
“No, I'm a freelancer, usually contracted weekly at various hotels, if the fit is empty. Well if the fit is not the way everywhere, so barista and singer cafe in his cafe temen..” replied Muara.
“Wah, meaning that if the fit again there is freelance gini yes your streets Ra,” kelakar Riana.
“Ho oh, timid tho?” Muara reply joking.
“Yo penghija seh jane... But you didn't go to college po?” ask Riana. The estuary stopped its activity of kicking a small dune of sand that was also made by him himself. His eyes looked at Riana seriously.
“It was one of my dreams that has not materialized until now. My focus at this time is how my family can still eat without having to struggle. Riana looked at the shade of those eyes deeply. At least, they have the same pain, although the reasons are different. And Riana would have planned to go to college next year, had there been no transverse school. And in all his efforts and struggles now, I don't know who he wants to be proud of. His family, or who? Or even himself? But while not all of his family members appreciate his dreams and wishes, he still has Ganesh and his late mother, who are his loyal supporters. Yes, right, the focus is now Ganesh, his sister, and or maybe other people who give a lot of meaning and a lot of lessons in his life.
“Hopefully can cepet materialize, yes, his dream,” said Riana sincerely.
“Aamiin. You didn't go to college yourself?” ask Muara carefully. Riana smiled.
“More or less, we have the same fabric of fate, although the background and reasons are different..”.
“In that case, do’a earlier will also repeat for you, Riana,” Muara said sincerely.
“Still yes, Ra. Uh, guys, let's take it, rather than our bad luck tomorrow.” Riana said to the three people who were still silent in her position.
“Yuk, what time is your flight tomorrow?” ask Ganesh.
“Two-deck hours. La you?” ask Riana back.
“Sama mbak, but different our airline... Yes yuk ah, Mas Ra, thank you very much yaaaa.” said Ganesh sincerely while shaking Muara's hand.
“Sama-sama Ganesh. We are friends now, Mas Abhi, Vishnu, and you too, Ri.” Muara said. They all agreed. And that handshake, may be the perfect bind to the promise they just made, that though they will be separated, the friendship will never be broken.
“Yes already, there rest, I make sure, tomorrow you guys get a good car to the airport, I try deh...” said Muara.
“Yeah, very good kamuuu,” said Riana, and asserted by the other three. The mouth just smiles. Next, they all walked inside the hotel, took the elevator, to head to their respective rooms and rested.
“Good sleep, Riana,” said Muara, after delivering the girl to her room.
“Thank you, Estuary. Success continues yes you..” said Riana while smiling sweetly – no, very sweet tonight.
“See you again, yes,” say they are – again, almost simultaneously. Then there's no follow-up. All were drowning in silence and the roar of their hearts. This farewell, obviously not forever. Rest assured, the universe will outline the surprises of meeting after meeting again for them, in ways never thought possible.
(BBC).
